"Don't worry. It's my treat." Daniel glanced at Camila, "Order anything you want."

"It's fine, really," Camila smiled. "Daniel, you might be curious as to why I can't even bear to buy a cup of coffee...

"In reality, this is my life at home. I appear glorious on the outside as a Quimby heiress, but only I know the

suffering behind everything. My parents neglect me while my siblings do their best to boycott me.

"I have a driver when I go out, I have food when I go home, but none of those belong to me. My jobs were the only

things that belonged to me all these years."

She looked sad, and it was the first time she had said so much to him.

"Daniel, I-I'm sorry," she stammered. "I used your name to work for Ms. Lily. She's your ex-wife, so I."

"It's alright. It's just a job," he said flatly. "It's good that Lily could help you."

"So you don't mind it?"

"Why would I?"

"Don't worry, Daniel." She bit her lip. "I'll do my best. I won't embarrass you."

that. Camila was thorough in

were not an adoptive

about it and decided I should tell

"What is it?"

Owen the

He did not say it, yet she brought it up

She said, "I went to buy something for

run into him on the street after shopping.

"He asked for money?"

She looked at him. "He said he lost in gambling and wanted money

did he ask

Quimby car." She shrugged. "The Quimby cars' number plates are easy to

sister

Daniel said nothing.

that he's a terrible person, so I pretended

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