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.

so chatty? Are you hoping

meeting adjourned. I have other matters to attend

crossing her face. These were the ones

grabbed her phone, stood up, and walked out of

didn’t follow

feel like she

mouth with the ’farewell’ stuff. Stop

had the same feeling, but their boss was

a woman too. Did

to know,

Danielle left Black Web Group

their blood. Those people were strange—invulnerable, with long claws, and barely any weaknesses. She needed to get those blood samples to

If it hadn’t been for the poison attacking her

stop until she found the person hiding in the shadows. She needed to send more people to protect

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

her aching head, she started the