Chapter 9

She huffed before a dubious look overtook her face. "I'm...well I'm not actually really working right now. My parents told me they'd give me just enough support to get by so I didn't have to stress about working with the baby and all," she confessed while fidgeting. I hmphed. Her revelation both did and didn't surprise me. I knew Danielle came from money - that was the only reason we'd met. Her parents had forced her to attend the charity gala we'd both been at that as she'd donated some art pieces for auctioning. From the very little she'd told me about them, they were background parents - uninvolved in her life from a young age. Only around enough to say they made an effort to raise her while throwing money at her to make her happy until she turned eighteen and moved out. "And you've got to be joking, right?" she continued with a scoff, pulling me out of my thoughts. "I heard all those conversations you had with your mom when she would call while I was over. She's desper