**DAISY'S POV**
Today truly marks a monumental shift in my life, doesn't it? I can hardly contain my excitement as I find myself reading the message over and over, scarcely able to believe it's genuine.
Has this incredible opportunity really come my way? I have just received an offer for a position as a designer, but even more astonishing is the fact that I've been hired by none other than Lincoln Enterprises, widely regarded as the premier design firm in all of Paris, France!
This is nothing short of a dream come true for me. Ever since that enchanting trip to Paris when I was just eight years old when my parents took me on a vacation that filled my childhood memories with wonder and inspiration I've longed to build a life in this beautiful, vibrant city.
Paris, with its elegant architecture, rich history, and undeniable charm, has held a special place in my heart.
I have always envisioned myself walking the charming streets filled with cafés and boutiques, live streets echoing with the music of artists, and embracing the culture that thrives in every corner.
"Paris, here I come! Lincoln Enterprises, I'm on my way!" I exclaimed, leaping into the air with unrestrained joy, my heart racing with anticipation and exhilaration.
Just as I was caught up in my ecstatic daydream, my phone suddenly buzzed, snapping me back to reality.
I glanced at the screen and saw that the caller was my dad. A frown crossed my face; what could he possibly want at a time like this?
"Good day, Dad," I greeted him, though the nervousness laced in my voice made it clear that I was bracing for the worst.
"Daisy! Where are you?" he practically shouted, irritation spilling through the phone. "Alex has been here waiting for you. Do you want to upset your grandmother and the Wealth family? Get over here!" His voice was an urgent command rather than a question, and I could feel a surge of frustration rising within me.
I clenched my fists tightly, feeling anger boiling beneath the surface. It felt as if my worth was being tossed around like a commodity to be traded rather than a person of value.
To the Quin family, I was just a burden, a mistake they wanted nothing to do with. I was filled with a sense of helplessness.
"Daisy, you better hurry over here, or else…" he continued, his voice rising in volume, and at that moment, I had no choice but to end the call.
This was not how my dad used to be. Once upon a time, it was just my mother, my father, and me, living a blissful life filled with love and laughter.
Those memories seemed like a distant dream, especially ever since my grandmother returned with that woman. The walls of our home turned cold and dark, as they slowly dismantled the joyous life we once had. My dad now wrapped around my grandmother's finger had chosen to let her influence tear our family apart, culminating in the divorce from my mother as he married that insufferable woman instead.
Grandmother Penelope Quin, the formidable matriarch of the Quin family, took control after my grandfather passed away. In her hands, the family wealth and business flourished, but at a terrible cost.
She made sure to manipulate every member of the family, orchestrating their lives according to her whims.
That included my father, who seemed to have lost his sense of self in the process.
I can't bring myself to forgive her for what devastation she has wrought upon my family.
She has not only shattered my home, but she now mistakenly believes she has the power to dictate my life choices, too.
There's no way I'm getting married off to anyone against my will, especially not to the cold, calculating Quin family. I made up my mind: I refuse to be anyone's pawn.
Determined and resolute, I began to swiftly pack my luggage, my heart set on boarding the next flight to Paris.
My future awaits me there free from the binds of my past and ready to embrace a life of passion, creativity, and independence.