Chapter 3
Chapter 3
Danielle stood motionless, surveying the explosion of pink surrounding her.
89%
“If this isn’t your style, darling… Vivian twisted her hands. “Tll have a designer come immediately to redo everything exactly as you’d like.”
“It’s fine.” Danielle said quietly. The princess theme made her want to run screaming, but her mother’s hopeful expression stopped the words in her throat.
“We’ll let you have a little rest in your room,” Vivian said, stroking Danielle’s hair.
The couple went downstairs to prepare their daughter’s gift, anxiety gnawing at them as they worried whether it would meet her expectations.
Once alone, Danielle unpacked her few belongings and called Emery. Tim Soufield now. Meeting the Charrington family
tomorrow.”
“Wait, what? When did you- Where are you staying? Let me pick you up! I should come with- Emery shot questions at
her.
“Today, I have a place. Going alone.” She hung up mid–protest.
Her next call was equally brief. “Need more Heart Elixir Pills. Stock check?”
A piercing female squeal answered, “Danielle! I’ll deliver them right now! When did you get here? Where-”
“Tomorrow. Got a place to stay. No delivery.” She disconnected before her eardrum could shatter.
Heart Elixir Pills were her creation, remarkably effective in treating heart disease, using an ultra–rare herb from Valley Healing. Their scarcity had driven prices through the roof.
Her phone buzzed again at that moment.
of
“Danielle, jackpot!” Jason Carter’s voice came through. “Some whale just cleared out our entire Soufield inventory–clothes shoes, bags, and jewels. Everything. They specifically requested custom designs from you for their daughter.”
“I’ll sketch something soon,” Danielle replied coolly.
“Perfect! I’m heading to their mansion now. Can’t wait to see what Daddy’s Little Princess looks like.”
“You’re delivering personally?”
“For an order this size? You bet. Though who drops that kind of cash in one go? Absolutely rich fools!”
Danielle frowned after hanging up. A complete inventory buyout seemed excessive. No wonder Jason had called them rich fools
Meanwhile, luxury brand executives of Soulfield corfverged on the Treeside Villa, their stores stripped bare by a single buyer.
A servant’s knock interrupted Danielle’s sketching. “Miss Darling your parents request your presence.”
Danielle went downstairs to find their living room transformed into a designer showroom. Her eyes locked onto a familiar
DB:11. Thu, Jan là
Chapter 3
face–Jason.
ים
Realization dawned on her. Her parents were the rich fools Jaso had referred to, and those sketches were for her all along
“Sweetheart, come here! Vivian took Danielle’s hand, her eyes st with affection.
She continued, “We weren’t sure what you’d like, so we just got some basics–clothes, shoes, bags, and a few pieces of jewelry. I know it’s not much, but just wait–we’ll go shopping together soon and get you everything else you need!”
Brand representatives descended like perfectly coiffed vultures, business cards extended.
“Danielle, what do you think of these clothes?” Vivian asked softly.
Jason’s jaw dropped at the scene. The girl had flawless skin and a tall, slender frame with long legs. She had the air of a stunning yet aloof beauty who seemed somehow removed from the mundane world, giving off an aura that kept others at a distance.
His mysterious boss turned out to be the long–lost Darling heiress.
Danielle stared at the mountain of merchandise, speechless. These were supposed to be her inventory designs spread over six months–her careful plan to avoid creating new designs during that time. Now her parents had brought it all home, completely derailing her strategy.
“This dress would be stunning. These shoes are perfect! This bag matches your elegance! Our daughter could make a paper bag look couture,” Vivian said with a big smile.
“Everything’s lovely,” Danielle managed diplomatically.
“But what about the prices?” she asked, throwing Jason a pointed look.
“Each piece is a unique creation from our visionary designer, who poured her heart and soul into these designs,” Jason gushed, conveniently omitting that said designer stood before him. “They’re starting at 150 thousand dollars, and they sell out instantly–pure genius!
Danielle suppressed a wince. She’d just profited enormously from her own parents.
“Get yourself whatever you’d like,” Joseph said, offering a black card. “It’s a small welcome gift,”
“Thank you, Joseph. But I have money,” Danielle said quietly.
“Let me spoil my sister.” Joseph’s tone brooked no argument.
“Okay then. Thanks a lot,” she conceded gracefully.
In a shadowy corner, a maid watched the warm family scene and made a call. “Miss Audrey Darling, your parents found their real daughter. Bought out half of the luxury row for her. Mr. Joseph Darling gave her his black card. When will you
return?”
“Soon. I’ll bring you something nice,” Audrey replied, her saccharine tone masking fury.
“Thanks. I’ll keep watching everything!” the maid promised eagerly.
Hanging up the phone, Audrey’s elegant mask cracked. The real Darling daughter’s return had blindsided her completely. T won’t lose what’s mine, she vowed, manicured nails cutting crescents into her palms.
Lô 14 Thu, thiên
Chapter 4
