Chapter 159 - 159: Daniella's childhood photo

Ken felt as if a horse was hauling his body, he didn't have time to breathe after running upstairs using the stairs to make sure the Glen doesn't get the list but now, Daniella was dragging his body.

They took the fire exit, Ken carefully ran and just let Daniella held his wrist and dragged him downstairs.

When Daniella felt tired, she stopped and pushed the door of the fire exit open, they seemed to have reached the 15th floor and she didn't have the energy to go more.

She stepped into the hallway and turned to each side; the employees who were busy with their work suddenly turned to them.

When she heard the elevator, she tightened her hold on Ken's wrist and dragged him again.

Ken didn't complain and even if he wanted too, he can't, he didn't have enough air to speak.

Finally, Daniella stopped after they entered the men's bathroom.

The men who were busy peeing and washing their hands looked at Daniella with a surprise.

"Excuse me but this is men's bathroom," one of the men said.

Daniella glared at him, then she took the crumpled paper she hid in her bra and opened it.

"What are the names here for?" she asked.

Ken's chest rose and fell rapidly as he tried to catch his breath, "people who owe money to Evan. The number beside is their debt."

Daniella nodded and slightly disappointed. She thought it was a very important paper for them to fight with.

"What are you going to do with this?" she asked.

Ken who had his body bent and hands on his knees breathing like a tired dog straightened, "I will have my men collect the money and give it to Evan," he paused and wiped the sweat on his forehead with the hanky he took from his pocket.

"And why Glen didn't want you to have it?"

Ken scoffed, "why do I need to explain myself to you?" he barked at her angrily.

Daniella's face screwed, irritation swept over her mind, "what's wrong? I was just asking?" she yelled, "just answer my question!"

"Ugh! He's tired of handling all of my assault and murder cases alright!"

Narrowing her eyes, Daniella looked at the papers in her hand. Slowly, the situation sunk in her mind.

"So, Evan will ask you to get the money, and you'll hurt or threaten them to get it back and Glen will clean up the mess that you and Evan made?"

She looked up at the ceiling as she tried to analyze what she had just said, "Is that right?"

Ken went silent, she was correct and they have been doing it for years.

After a long time, Ken nodded, "Evan has never hurt anyone so don't worry, your boyfriend is not a killer."

"Ahuh!" Daniella nibbled on her lower lips as she continued staring at the paper in her hand while her other hand was on her hip.

"What are you doing?" Ken asked when he heard her bubbling words he couldn't understand.

She's really weird, that's what he thought. Even her face was disturbingly weird.

But Daniella didn't answer when she was done, she looked up to meet his eyes.

"This is such a lot of money," she said in an almost whisper, "how much does Evan pay you?"

He rubbed his temple as he stared at her face, "why?"

She gave him a half shrug, "if I help you, will you give me the half?"

He blinked repeatedly, he had never been so speechless but right now, he could not find any words to reply to her.

Daniella lifted a hand in front of Ken and waved it to get his attention, he suddenly turned statue.

She wanted to read his mind but afraid that she might see the little boy from before and she didn't want to see him as she pitied him more than herself.

Ken took a sigh, "he's my friend so I don't charge him."

Daniella ticked her tongue in disappointment, "Hey, you don't do this kind of stuff of free, even if it's your friend. You should charge him," she advised and gave him the paper.

"Does Glen charge you too?"

Ken shook his head.

"You three are helpless!" her head shook, she walked past him and held the doorknob, "let's go and collect that money. I am free today."

The corner of his mouth turned up, he realized what she's up to but still, he wanted to confirm it, "why us? I have men to do it."

Daniella flashed a fake smile, "stop using your men to do your deeds, Mr. Chu, you should not trust anyone."

His eyes lit up in amus.e.m.e.nt to hear her words, "what about you?"

"What about me?" Daniella asked back innocently.

"Why should I trust you?"

She rose a brow, a girlish laugh sounded from her lips, "Mr. Chu, I am Daniella, I might be the last person on earth to trust," she paused and opened the door, "but those people owe money to my boyfriend that's why I am going with you."

Still amazed at how she's acting, Ken decided to bring her with him. He usually had his people collect the money but the name in the list were powerful people which his men could no longer handle.

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Glen waited for Evan in his office, still stunned by the closeness of Ken and Daniella.

Sitting on the swivel chair, Glen rested his elbow on the armchair as if he owes it. His eyes narrowed, he hasn't seen any woman touched Ken without getting scolded or slapped, yet Daniella touched him as if it was normal.

He blew a sigh and rested his chin on his folded hands.

"Why are you sitting on my chair?" suddenly Evan's voice sounded after the door was opened.

Glen met his eyes, "When did Ken and Daniella become so close?" he asked, not bothering to get up.

Evan walked closer to him, he loosened his tie and dropped the folder he's holding on the table, "those two always fight, what makes you say that?" he slightly sat on the edge of his table, then picked up the phone to call his secretary.

Glen answered with a shrug, he didn't want to explain himself so he got up lazily and walked towards the door.

"Ken is changing," Glen held the doorknob.

"Isn't it good?" Evan replied in confusion.

"Maybe, but did you notice how he look at Daniella?" his head bobbed a bit in confusion, "he's letting her touch him and its weird because he's Ken, the only woman whom he let him touch him with clothes on was the girl we saved before."

Hearing that, Evan ended the call he made to his secretary without telling her the reason for his call.

"Sit down Glen," he ordered.

Glen was skeptical but when he saw the grave expression in his face, he sat down on the couch.

"The girl that we saved," he paused and gulped hard, his hand opened his wallet and took out a picture of Daniella with Danny when they were kids.

"She's Danny's mother right?" He took in a deep sigh and showed it to Glen, "Is this her?"