236 Chapter 236: The President's office

Genius 236:

Selena puffed a cloud of smoke and as it once again ran down her throat a loud cough roared from her mouth. 

Her breathing hardened, the taste was so bitter and the smell was awful. 

"How can someone smoke this?" she stared at the cigarettes and threw it out of the balcony. 

As she was about to close the door, she heard Camille screaming and yelling, "my hair! My hair!" 

Selena shut the balcony door. Then she cleared her throat and rushed to the bathroom. 

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After Daniella explained the plan to Peyton, the latter walked with her suit and mask on towards the desk of the President's assistant.  

The woman in her forties was seated at a table next to the door, Peyton flashed a smile as she walked towards the desk. 

"Ms There's a bag left in the restroom. Can you check if it's yours?" 

The assistant rose her chin to look at Peyton, her perfect brows creased as she reached for her bag under the table. 

She looked down only to see the space empty, her bag was missing!  

Quickly, she got up and rushed to the restroom, Peyton winked at Daniella hiding in the corner next to a big vase with a small palm tree inside sending a message that the coast was clear. 

Daniella went to the restroom following the assistant and locked the door behind. The woman who had just picked up her bag looked so shocked by her sudden appearance. 

Daniella smiled at her. 

"Stay here while my friend and I catch up with the president." 

After winking at her, Daniella took out a tape from her bag and covered the assistant's mouth, she did the same to her hands and feet and locked her up to the end cubicle. 

She walked out of the restroom as confidently as she walked in, Peyton has entered the Presidents office and sat on the president's chair. 

"I always thought I would feel some kind of power once I sit here but I guess not," patting the armchair, Peyton got up. 

Daniella sighed, she opened the drawer under the table and looked at the documents. 

After flipping a few pages, Daniella realized that she was wasting her time, it just papers with the information she didn't need so, she put it back in the drawer and got up. 

The sound of the doorknob made Daniella and Peyton looked at each other. Like a ninja, they hid under the desk. 

Then footsteps sounded, through the small gap between the table and floor Daniella could see the suede shoes owned by a man. 

"You haven't found her?"  

Daniella smiled, it was the president's voice sounding so annoyed. 

"No, Mr President. Her friends also don't know where she is right now." 

Daniella and Peyton's shoulder jumped in surprise when a hand suddenly slapped the table, the vibration of it caused them to gasp silently. 

"What about Evan Su? What is he doing right now?"  

"Get out now and check Daniella's friends, track her bank transaction as well as Evan. She won't be able to go around without spending money." 

After that order, footsteps left the room but Daniella noticed that the President stayed. 

"Damn it!" the president cursed out. It's been more than a month since Daniella disappeared and until now he still couldn't find her. 

"I need to get that bitch so I can get my son back," he murmured as he paced around the room anxiously. 

Daniella took a sigh, she was about to reveal herself when the phone on the desk rang. 

The president pressed the answered button, then a laugh of a young man which he recognized so much roared from the other line. 

"Be quick Lemuel, your son is not going to survive another night in the cage." 

With stuttering voice, the president replied, "please Jared. Don't let my son fight anymore. I am trying my best to find Daniella." 

Another laugh rang, it sounded as if someone was tickling Jared. 

"Well, find her quick. My father wants her in his bed soon and that laboratory open." 

Lemuel nodded while breathing heavily, "I will find her Jared, so please don't-" he paused when the line ended on the other side. 

With full anger, he grabbed the phone and tossed it at the wall. 

Daniella sighed silently, she's aware of the presidents boss but she was not expecting that they were so desperate to get her. 

A poke on her cheek brought her back to reality, she met Peyton's eyes and rose a brow. 

"Are we going out?" Peyton mouthed those words silently. Daniella didn't need to read her lips as she could read her mind. 

So, she shook her head. She was planning to have a small talk with the president but she didn't know that Allan was captive by Lemuel's boss. 

Hiding under the desk with the president roaming and blabbering around the office made Peyton bored. She needed to use the restroom soon or her bladder will explode. 

With difficulty, she shook Daniella's arm. 

"I need to pee," she mouthed again silently. 

Daniella rolled her eyes. Then she took out her phone, dialled a number and turned it off. 

Confused, Peyton's parted her lips. The plan seemed to have changed since they were hiding like scared little chicks under the desk. 

All she wanted was to pee and after this, she will hide under the desk forever if she needed too. 

Minutes passed, Peyton felt her skin crawling. Anytime soon, her bladder will explode and the office carpet will be wet. 

Just as she was about to reveal herself, the president phone rang. 

"What explosion? Is my wife alright?" 

Peyton face poker when she realized what Daniella had done. As soon as the president left, she rushed towards the restroom in the president's office. 

Daniella shook her head, rising from the ground, she lay her hands on the table and straightened up. 

She stared at the phone, contemplating her plan. 

After a long and shaky breathe, she picked up the phone and dialled the last number in the call logs. 

The phone rang rhythmically with her heartbeat. She didn't know the man named Jared but he sounded young and tricksy. 

"What do you need Lemuel? I told you to only call me when you found her so." 

Despite his words, the tone was friendly and joyous, like a little boy that's having fun at the playground. 

Daniella's eyebrows creased. If he was right in front of her she would be able to read his mind but he's somewhere she didn't know. 

"Lemuel, are you playing with me?" the tease in his voice grew. Daniella wondered what he might look as he stated those words. 

Her side remained quiet, she just wanted to hear his voice in hopes to get some character of him. 

"You are not Lemuel, are you?" the suspicion in his voice made Daniella smile. 

Smart, the second impression she got from him. A mischievous and smart young man. 

Controlling a middle-aged or old man was easy for Daniella but a young and smart one was always her struggle.  

"Who are you?" he asked after a long moment of silence. 

Daniella dropped the call, Jared won't know who called him. He can guess that it was her but with her current get up, she doubted he will ever find out. 

"Are we leaving?" Peyton asked as she emerged from the restroom. 

"Yes, we are going to Beijing Peyton." 

Peyton's lips parted in shock, "now?" 

Daniella shrugged both shoulders, "yeah but I want to see my son first. Let's go." 

Before Daniella could reach the door, Peyton pulled her hair. 

"You have a son? Is it the monkey you rescued in Brazil or one of your crocodile's kids?" 

Daniella rolled her eyes once again, "human Peyton. My son is a human and we are going to approach him since he's downstairs with the other orphan children." 

Going to the direction where the children's party was being held, Peyton remained shocked. 

"So, you got pregnant and abandoned your child? What kind of a mother are you?" 

With a judging look on her face, Peyton threw a glare at Daniella. 

Daniella stopped by the door, she could see the children sitting on their chair quietly while the mc explained the rules of the games. 

By the sight of the young boy being carried by his father, Daniella beamed peacefully. 

"He's not an orphan Peyton. He has a father, look there." 

Peyton followed to where Daniella was pointing at, and her jaw dropped upon seeing a father and a son both wearing suits standing under a tree. 

"Wow! He's huge!" Peyton exclaimed loudly, jaw dropped and eyes widened. 

"Yeah, right? He's only five years old." 

"Shut up, I was talking about the father," Peyton shook her head, eyes shone with excitement, "no wonder you got pregnant, that man surely has a lot of loads."