Not A Small-Town Girl
Chapter 86-1

Chapter 86

Owen said slowly, "Wait, I’m just a little puzzled. I’ve been wearing this string of rosary beads for a long time. I didn’t expect there would be a problem."

Danielle’s gaze landed on Owen. She couldn’t 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.

"You’ve been poisoned, and you don’t have long to live," Danielle said, shooting him a cold glance.

"What?" Liam said, skeptical of Danielle’s 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 Danielle’s words that the source of the poison was the bracelet. ’But this bracelet has been brought back from a church, he thought.

"Give me your hand, and I’ll take your pulse?" Danielle said.

Danielle’s sense of smell was sharper than average people’s. She had indeed detected the scent of poison in this bracelet, and with her keen observation of Owen, she made the connection.

"You’re a traditional medicine practitioner?" Owen asked skeptically. "You can also take pulses?"

"If you don’t believe it, forget it," David said. "Danielle, let’s not treat him and just let him fend for himself."

David couldn’t wait to go home. He didn’t want Danielle to waste time on another man who didn’t appreciate it.

"What’s your problem?" Owen said, feeling somewhat speechless. "You don’t 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. ’How dare he openly ruin my image in front of Danielle?’ he thought.

"Young lady, hurry up and take my pulse," Owen said.

"If you don’t want to let me take your pulse, I’m leaving," Danielle said. "And by the way, his temper is great."

She was really speechless, thinking, ’He’s about to be poisoned to death, yet he still has the time to meddle in other people’s business.

"I’ll let you treat me," Owen said, handing his hand to Danielle. "Why would I refuse to let you treat me?"