Not A Small-Town Girl

David was secretly delighted because Danielle defended him.

Danielle placed her slender fingers on Owen’s pulse and frowned as she said, "As expected."

Owen thought, ’It’s said that what patients fear the most during a doctor’s consultation is seeing the doctor frown. Could it be that I really have been poisoned?’

"Is there a problem?" he asked.

Owen was a little curious. Ever since Danielle mentioned he had been poisoned, he had felt uncomfortable all over, though he wasn’t sure if it was just his imagination.

After taking his pulse, Danielle was now certain that this man had been deeply poisoned.

When she took his pulse earlier, the closer she got, the stronger the strange scent from the bracelet became.

is the source of your poisoning," she said.

closer and sniffed it. Indeed, he smelled a

"Could this scent be

a knife,"

handed Danielle the knife he usually carried with

it at one of the rosary beads, and

widened, thinking, ’This young lady

was cut in half, and the fragrance was very strong. Sure enough, white powder could

less than two weeks, you’ll die from organ failure, and it’ll never occur to you that there’s something wrong with

open the rest of the rosary beads. As expected, each one