Millie spotted Danielle and strode over, all easy-going familiarity. "Oh, Danielle! You and Niki are here too? Why didn't you say something? You could've ridden with me and Davidson."
Alexander stepped aside to answer a call, not even glancing in Danielle's direction.
Meanwhile, Niki kept sneaking glances at her father, her eyes searching his face.
As Millie's words dripped with challenge, Danielle's lips curled into a frosty little smile. She cut straight to the point. "That won't be necessary."
"Really?" Millie arched an eyebrow. "Davidson and I have been best friends since we were kids—practically brothers. There's no need to be so distant with us."
Listening to Millie's barely-disguised claim, Danielle couldn't help but smirk inwardly. Millie already seemed to see herself as Mrs. Davidson.
In her last life, Danielle had been too naïve to notice Millie circling like a vulture, waiting for her chance.
Before Danielle could reply, Alexander returned, ending his call. He didn't look at Danielle, only at Millie. "Let's go. We're heading in."
He clearly had no intention of bringing Danielle or Niki along.
Millie shot Danielle a dazzling smile. "We'll head in first, then. Danielle, if you have any trouble getting in, just call me. I'll come out and get you."
Danielle watched the three of them walk away, a cold, mocking smile tugging at her lips.
In this life, she was curious to see just how well their perfect little trio would fare.
"Sorry to keep you waiting," Gian hurried over, slightly out of breath. "Got held up with some things back at the faculty."
Danielle gave him a relaxed smile. "It's fine."
"Here you go." Gian looked down at Niki, his eyes warm. "Brought you some snacks and toys."
Niki's eyes went wide with delight. "Thank you, Uncle!"
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