Chapter 161 - 161: Chief of Police, Part 1.

After a long drive, Ken and Daniella ended up in front of the chief of police house. Ken got down from the backseat with his face paling in fright after Daniella drove like she's in a race.

Daniella held her laugh as she watched Ken ran towards the tree on the side road and puked.

Ken felt his stomach grumbling, a strange feeling was itching in his stomach and a bitter taste lingered in his mouth.

He coughed and puked the lunch he ate.

When he recovered, he turned around and found Daniella standing behind him.

She had bottled water in her hand, Ken narrowed his eyes with irritation and grabbed it.

"Do you want me to drive again?" Daniella's voice sounded so innocent but inside she was laughing after Ken asked her to drive, she decided to give him a ride he will never forget.

"No, no, I will drive," he said in between his cough.

Daniella handed him the keys, then looked at the three-story house in front of them.

They decided to drop a visit to the man who had a huge debt to Evan's Bank and that's the current chief of Police.

Daniella shook her head; he might be the chief but his salary was not sufficient to afford this kind of house yet he's living in there.

She took a sigh, there was too much corruption in the country, and she could not judge them, she believed that if one would have given a chance for sure, they will do what the chief of police or other higher politicians would do and that's corruption.

Human's greatest weakness is money, if one would say that it's not true, she considered them a hypocrite.

"How are we going to go inside?" Ken asked, finally his body felt normal again

Daniella looked up to him with confusion in her face, "I don't know, we didn't really make a plan."

Hearing that, Ken's expression went flat, his lips pursed together while rolling the sleeves of his polo.

The two stood in the same position for a long time, both were quiet waiting for an idea to come.

When Daniella felt her legs getting tired from standing, she squatted onto the ground and then lifted a hand and pulled Ken down with her.

Ken groaned; his face wrinkled by the pain that was caused when his body felt the impact of the ground.

"Seriously! You are so small but you have too much energy!" he complained.

Daniella rolled her eyes on him, then she grabbed a stick and started to draw on the soil.

"This is the entrance, right?" she said pointing at the door of the house she drew.

Ken rose a brow, the image she drew looked like it's been drawn by a five-year-old kid.

"Even my dog draws better than you," he said mocking her.

Daniella's face flattened, "you don't have a dog!"

"I will get one and he's going to be better than you."

Daniella was speechless, Ken definitely knows how to argue and she couldn't win over him.

She ignored him and explained the structure of the house, how they would go inside without anyone noticing them.

After her long explanation, Ken scoffed, "and how did you know that the style of his house is like this?" he said pointing at her drawing on the soil.

"The Chief of Police wife is Chinese, look at the open window," saying that, Daniella handed him the binocular she used earlier, "based on how the stair is positioned far from the door, and the windows style and the furniture's, his wife must have hired a professional to design it for good luck," she explained.

With all the words Daniella said, Ken didn't understand any of it.

"Feng Shui Mr. Chu! Ever heard of that?"

It suddenly made sense, so Ken nodded and tried to hold his patience after Daniella shouted at him.

"So, you got that info by standing here?" he asked in doubt.

Daniella rolled her eyes, "of course!" she replied boastfully, "that's what happens when you use your brain!"

Ken replied with a laugh.

"It's amazing what your brain can do when you use it, right?" Daniella stated with sarcasm.

Ken looked at her, "I didn't know you have a brain," he said in a calm voice but Daniella could not help but feel insulted.

Her nose wrinkled; her hands itched to punch him but she held herself.

With a fake smile, she replied, "everyone has a brain, Mr. Chu, I am not sure where's yours" she might not be able to hurt him, but she can fight him with words.

Ken's shoulders shook as he let out a fake laugh, "oh I have one, here," he pointed at his head, "but you can't check it because your legs are too short," then he sized her up, his narrowed eyes were full of mockery.

Daniella's smile froze, she gulped hard and swallowed all of his insults, "your friend happens to love these short legs and I will make sure that these legs will make him busy every day," her eyes squinted as she lifted her chin to meet his eyes, one thing she learned about Ken was that he values his friendship with Evan so much that he does everything to make sure that Evan will always spend time with him.

Ken's jaw gnashed, Evan was like a family to him and he loves spending time with him, and he noticed that since she came into his life, the time they spent together was getting less.

"I am his friend, he will choose me over you," he confidently said.

Daniella laughed, "are you sure?" she took her phone out, her eyes bore a serious expression despite the smile on her lips, "let's call him to confirm."

Ken crossed his arms over his chest, he's confident that Evan will choose him, they have been friends since childhood, and Daniella was just like the other women whom Evan dated in the past, soon they will break up too.

When Evan answered the phone, Daniella put the speaker on, "babe, if Ken and I are drowning, who are you going to save? Me-" she paused and pointed a finger at her chest, "who's pretty, smart and has perky b.o.o.b.s which you love so much or your unmannered friend?" her finger shifted and pointed at Ken.

Ken scoffed and covered Daniella's lips with his hand, "let me rephrase that," then he leaned closer to the phone in her hand, "Evan you have to choose me, and let this woman drown" he pointed a finger at his chest, " I am your friend since childhood, I fought bullies with you in the secondary, and I help you get your money," then he pointed a finger at Daniella.

"Or would you prefer this small ill-tempered flower?"