Not A Small Town Girl (Danielle and David) novel Chapter 129

Chapter 129

Emery: [Danielle, there’s a contract on the Black Web targeting you-100 million dollars.]

Danielle: [Say it.]

Emery: [It’s an assassination order on Elliot.]

Danielle felt speechless. She typed quickly: [Can you trace who placed the order?]

Emery: [No, the account is encrypted. They’ve been extremely cautious.]

Danielle frowned. A bounty of 100 million dollars was bound to attract many assassins. Has anyone from Black Web taken the job?

Emery: [Practically all of the top ten assassins have taken it, along with others. It would be wise to keep Elliot on high alert. Given his special status, we can’t exactly assign protection directly.]

Black Web’s orders were unique: assassins could either be handpicked or compete to fulfill the contract. Whoever completed the task first claimed the reward. For Danielle, 100 million dollars wasn’t much, but for most assassins, it was a fortune.

Danielle: [It’s obvious they want to incite competition. The assassins will act fast to claim the reward.]

Whoever had placed the bounty on Elliot clearly spared no expense, enlisting an army of killers to get the job done.

Danielle: [Got it.]

She picked up her phone and sent Elliot a quick message to warn him: Danielle: [Elliot, Black Web has posted a 100-million-dollar contract for your assassination. Multiple assassins have taken it. Stay cautious and stick to your base.]

A reply came almost immediately. Elliot:

[Understood. Don’t worry about me. Just take care of yourself at school.]

Just as Danielle finished reading, David’s call came in.

David said, "Sweetheart, what are you up to? Miss me yet?"

Danielle chuckled softly. "Didn’t we just text this afternoon?"

David said, "You heartless little thing. I text you in the afternoon, and I still miss you. Or have you already fallen for someone at school?"

His playful jealousy made Danielle laugh out loud.

"How’d you guess? Some of these boys are really handsome."

David’s voice turned mock-petulant, laced with jealousy. "Danielle, have you already forgotten me after just one day at school? Am I not handsome enough for you? Do those boys outshine me?"

Lying in bed, Danielle giggled uncontrollably. "I’m teasing! I haven’t even talked to any boys. Don’t be so dramatic."

David said, "Do you still love me, then?"

Her teasing shifted to gentle reassurance. "Of course I do. Don’t stay up too late working. Get some rest. I’m going to bed now."

David said, "Goodnight, sweetheart. Dream of me."

In Room 808, Divine Club, Joshua complained, "David, can you put down your phone for five minutes? You’ve been glued to it since we got here.".

David smirked, glancing at his friends. "You wouldn’t understand. None of you even have girlfriends. I have to lull my fiancée to sleep. It’s called responsibility."

The three men collectively rolled their eyes.

"One more word, and I’m finding a girlfriend tomorrow," Cameron grumbled, his voice dripping with mock annoyance. "It’s child’s play for someone like me."

"Speaking of which, Jaden, I heard you went on a date today?" Andrew teased, his mischievous eyes sparkling.

This got everyone’s attention. Jaden, the most averse to arranged dates, going on one? "Yeah," Jaden admitted flatly, offering no further details.

"What? Jaden on a date? The world must be ending," Cameron groaned, rubbing his temples. "My family’s going to start nagging me next."

David, ever the troublemaker, chuckled. "Self-delusion at its finest."

"Her figure, her height-she’s a total knockout."

Emma overheard the chatter and gritted her teeth.

She wished she could scratch that perfect face of Danielle’s.

"Emma, is Danielle really in our class? She’s only a freshman?" Celine chirped, seemingly oblivious to Emma’s disdain.

Emma shot her a sharp look, silently cursing her naivety.

Just then, a boy from the front row turned around. "Hi, I’m Grant Walter. Nice to meet you."

Danielle gave a polite nod. "Hello."

"Can I add you on WhatsApp?" Grant asked shyly.

Danielle’s tone remained cool. "Danielle. And no, it’s not necessary."

Grant’s face turned crimson with embarrassment, and the other boys who had considered approaching her quickly changed their minds.

Their advisor, a balding, portly man named Kaden Langley, entered.

"Good morning, everyone. I’m your advisor. Head to the admin office now to collect your military training uniforms. Be on the field in 30 minutes."

Groans erupted across the room.

"Move quickly. If you’re late, your drill instructor won’t go easy on you!"

Chaos ensued as students scrambled out the door.