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.

become so chatty? Are you hoping

I have other matters

people for a moment, a brief flicker of reluctance crossing her face. These were the ones who’d fought

and walked out of the meeting

others didn’t

anyone else feel like she was giving a farewell

with the ’farewell’ stuff. Stop

same feeling, but their boss

you’re a woman too.

"If Danielle wanted us to know, we would have figured it out

left Black Web

fighting the masked men, she had gathered their blood. Those people were strange—invulnerable, with long claws, and barely any weaknesses. She needed to

She knew she had been poisoned. Only she and her mentor knew about it. If it hadn’t been for the poison attacking her in front of her family, they wouldn’t have known either. But that woman

in Danielle’s mind. She wasn’t going to stop until she found the

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

head, she started the