Chapter 86-1
Not A Small-Town Girl
Chapter 86
Owen said slowly, "Wait, Iâm just a little puzzled. Iâve been wearing this string of rosary beads for a long time. I didnât expect there would be a problem."
Danielleâs gaze landed on Owen. She couldnât shake off the feeling that he made her feel a great sense of familiarity, but she could not tell where she had seen him before.
This man looked young and exuded a mature and steady vibe. Sometimes, he spoke with a bit of a roguish attitude, but for some reason, Danielle did not want to see anything bad happen to him.
"Youâve been poisoned, and you donât have long to live," Danielle said, shooting him a cold glance.
"What?" Liam said, skeptical of Danielleâs words. "Are you saying our boss has been poisoned? No way. Our boss is usually very cautious."
"Are you saying that my bracelet caused me to be poisoned?" Owen asked. He deduced from Danielleâs words that the source of the poison was the bracelet. âBut this bracelet has been brought back from a church, he thought.
"Give me your hand, and Iâll take your pulse?" Danielle said.
Danielleâs sense of smell was sharper than average peopleâs. She had indeed detected the scent of poison in this bracelet, and with her keen observation of Owen, she made the connection.
"Youâre a traditional medicine practitioner?" Owen asked skeptically. "You can also take pulses?"
"If you donât believe it, forget it," David said. "Danielle, letâs not treat him and just let him fend for himself."
David couldnât wait to go home. He didnât want Danielle to waste time on another man who didnât appreciate it.
"Whatâs your problem?" Owen said, feeling somewhat speechless. "You donât even allow people to ask questions. What an awful temper." Then, he took on the role of an elder, advising Danielle, all the while taking jabs at David. "Young lady, is he your boyfriend? This kind of man has a bad temper and is prone to be abusive after marriage. Look at you, with your delicate arms and legs."
"Say that again?" David said.
His face darkened completely. âHow dare he openly ruin my image in front of Danielle?â he thought.
"Young lady, hurry up and take my pulse," Owen said.
"If you donât want to let me take your pulse, Iâm leaving," Danielle said. "And by the way, his temper is great."
She was really speechless, thinking, âHeâs about to be poisoned to death, yet he still has the time to meddle in other peopleâs business.
"Iâll let you treat me," Owen said, handing his hand to Danielle. "Why would I refuse to let you treat me?"