Not A Small-Town Girl

Chapter 221-1 "You still have a few days left. Make sure to attend the assessments at Fortress regularly."

The group exchanged puzzled glances, feeling like Danielle was giving them her last words. What was going on?

"Danielle, has something happened? You can order us around, we’ll do whatever you need."

Juniper stared at Danielle’s face, searching for any hint of what she was thinking.

"It’s nothing. Just don’t slack off. Anything else?"

Her words were firm, but there was a quiet weight to them. The industries they were involved in had risen quickly, and she feared that once she was gone, enemies would target them.

While she was around, no one dared to act openly. But if she died, their laziness could give their enemies a chance to strike.

"Danielle, are you sure you’re alright?"

Lyla, who had sensed something was off, asked cautiously. But looking at Danielle’s composed face, she almost convinced herself that she was overthinking things.

you all become so chatty? Are you hoping something’s wrong with

other

a brief flicker of reluctance crossing her face. These were the ones who’d fought by her side, and now, she had so little time left to share with

up, and walked out

didn’t follow

she was giving

with the ’farewell’ stuff. Stop being

had the same feeling, but their boss was Danielle. She was untouchable. Nothing was

you’re a woman too. Did

us to know, we would

that, Danielle left Black Web

blood. Those people were strange—invulnerable, with long claws, and barely

hadn’t been for the poison attacking

all meet different ends," the words echoed in Danielle’s mind. She wasn’t going to stop until she found the person hiding in the shadows. She needed

mentor—she had written to him, but there was no reply. Where had

head, she started the