Chapter 151 - is illegal

Roman scoffed secretly, "sure."

Plastering a shy smile, Daniella lowered her face to her plate, "I am really your fan Dr. Lee, you're the reason why I became a doctor."

"Really" Camille could no longer bare the atmosphere. They were having conversations like normal people yet the air was somehow different, it made her skin crawl.

"Yes," Daniella paused to accept the orange juice that Scott handed, "what I like the most is the quote you wrote at the back of your book," with a girlish grin, she rose a brow.

"What would the world have become if one could read minds."

Those words were spoken by Roman Lee, who was fighting gazes with Daniella.

Placing her elbows on the table, Daniella made a steeple of her fingers and then rested her chin on the tip of her thumbs.

She gave Roman a half-smile, "have you found the answer?" she asked.

Roman Lee's eyes lit up as he let out a mirthless laugh, "not yet but, I might soon."

Hearing that, Daniella's face softened, her eyes sparkled with joy like a kid that got a puppy on Christmas, "I am so glad to hear that," and her smile widened, "I am actually planning to write a book as well."

Roman rose a brow, "really?"

"Ahuh," Daniella nodded, she turned her face away and shifted it at Camille, "but I'll need a model to finish my research, perhaps Camille could help me."

"What is it about?" Camille asked.

And Daniella answered her with a smile, "Dr, Lee since you're done with your food, will you please come with me and sign the book?"

Slowly she got up, her hand brushed her dress to fix the wrinkles.

"Sure," he answered confidently and rose from his chair.

The two left the dining room, while Evan's heart pounded in fear.

He could almost not swallow his food; the dinner was nerve-wracking for him.

Turning his head to look at Robert, he raised his glass. The man came and when he was about to pick up his glass, Evan whispered, "can you make sure that no one leaves this room? I will follow Daniella."

Robert shook his head, and whispered back, "she needs to be alone Evan. She's Daniella, she can take care of herself."

When Daniella and Roman Lee reached the study room, she pushed the door open but before her feet could move, she slightly turned her head, "Dr. Lee, you can throw the syringe that you are hiding in your coat, as you can see, I no longer have allergies. So, it's useless."

Roman's hand balled into fists upon hearing it, he immediately grabbed the syringe in his suit pocket and gave it to her.

They both entered the room, the place was cold because of the cold wind coming from the open window.

As she watched Roman walking towards the couch and sat on it, Daniella locked the door.

She removed her shoes and walked closer to him, then she sat on the single couch opposite of him, her legs crossed while her palms lay on each side of the couch.

"You can't kill me here Daniella, my family is here."

With a fake surprise, Daniella placed a palm on her lips, "I don't kill people, Dr. Lee," she shook her head, "don't you know that murder is illegal?"

Roman's head tilted by her reaction, "why am I here then?" he asked.

Daniella got up, she went closer to him.

Roman Lee was looking up to her, she could read his thought about her face, how fascinated and amazed he was.

"You are really a beauty Daniella," he said in a whisper, his hand absently held her wrist.

"Did you know how many of my clients wanted you before despite your age?"

Daniella felt his hand on her wrist, she twisted her hand and intertwined their fingers.

"I know that Dr. Lee," she slowly sat on his lap, flashing a seductive look, she smiled, "aren't you one of them?"

A half grin flashed on Roman's lee, "yes but you were too young to touch but now," he paused, his other hand went to touch her leg and caressed it a bit, "you've grown. How are your scars?" he asked, looking down to her chest.

Daniella placed her hand to her breast, she squeezed it a bit while her eyes were staring at Romans'.

"They are fine," her voice was coarse, "how's yours?" as she asked that, her hand went to his collar, she brushed her index on his neck and later glanced at the stab she made before.

"Did it hurt?" flashing a fake guilty look on her face she continued, "I was young, I have never stabbed a person before."

Roman Lee gulped; he was not expecting for Daniella to act like this. He knew she's up to something but the heat of his body was rising uncontrollably.

"Do you want to know why did I invite you and how do I read people's minds?"

He was stunned by her words, he had been asking himself that question for a decade, how did she read his mind?

He nodded his head once.

Daniella switched her position, she spread her legs and sat on his lap, her hands laid on his shoulders and pinned him against the couch.

Moving her lips closer to his ear, she whispered, "tomorrow is my birthday Dr. Lee, remember?" she blew hot breath into his ear, "you went to my house and took me and my brother."

Then she pulled away but remained sitting on his lap while her hands seductively caressed his shoulders.

"I don't want to confuse you anymore so I will tell you how I read people's minds."

Awe swept over Roman's eyes as he waited, while arousal heated his body.

"First, I touch their body," saying that, her hand went to his hair, grabbed it and pulled them with a little force, "make sure that their eyes are on me," she bit her lower lip, "make them want my body," her eyes blazed with seduction, "and then," she drew her face closer to his.

"Then what?" his voice broke down, his hands were itching to throw her down and ripped her dress but, he wanted to know the answer so he held himself.

Instead of answering, Daniella got up, she put her shoes on and wore them hurriedly.

With a triumph smile, she winked at him, "I changed my mind, Dr. Lee," after putting her shoes on, she sat back on the single couch.

"So, you had someone kill the general," she smirked and rolled her eyes, "and Mr. Chu thought I set him up."

Shock clouded Roman's feature upon hearing it, "how did you know that?" his voice shook as he spoke.

She squared her shoulders, her lips fought her smile, "this is what I miss," her eyes squinted, "me reading your mind and you asking how I am doing it."

Roman tensed, he folded his hands together to stop himself from shaking.

"So, are you going to tell him and have him kill me? Is that your plan?"

Daniella blew out her cheeks like a child, then she shook her head, "No."

"THEN WHAT?" he yelled, "why am I here?"

Daniella placed a finger on her lips, asking him to quiet down.

"I asked you here so I can tell you personally what will happen to your family."

Hearing that, Roman's face went blanched, "what do you mean?" his voice broke down.

Daniella took out a piece of paper she hid under the coffee table in the study room and handed it to Roman.

Without looking at the paper, Roman asked, "what is this?"

"That's the formula for the poison I made," she played with the ring in her finger, "it's tasteless, colorless and odorless," saying that she laughed, "people who had this poison in their body will experience hallucination, pain like death, while their organs will slowly rot."

"Why are you telling me this?"

Daniella blinked, "right now, that poison is running into your daughter and wife's blood," she looked at the clock, "five minutes ago, Robert and Scott served them a wine with poison in it and-"

Roman didn't let her finish, he got up and threw the paper at her.

"They are innocent Daniella! If you want to kill someone, then kill me!" he shouted at her, veins in his neck popped angrily.

"I know they are innocent," Daniella grinned as she looked up to meet his burning eyes, "that's what makes it exciting."