Chapter 28: The President's visitor

Daniella ran a hand on the hems of the dress in her arm. It was shining in red. The reflection of the light dropped on the silky material of the dress.

Daniella took in a deep sigh. Her head swung at her right to look at the bed. Seeing all the dress from her closet laying on the bed, another sigh let out from her lips.

She had been in the room for almost an hour. After spending two hours in the bathroom, sticking the silicon skin on her legs, she finds herself in a situation of a normal woman preparing for a date.

She had the silicon pasted on her arms and her cleavage but, her short arms could not reach her back. Therefore, deciding to wear a dress without showing her back is kind of difficult.

She's going on a date, a date with no hidden agenda. And this is making her nervous

She had never felt so nervous as she is right now. In the past, she would just wear whatever revealing clothes she can without looking in the mirror but, right now, her full body mirror seemed to be not enough to satisfy her eyes.

"Ugh!" She groaned and, tossed the red silk backless dress to the bed.

She squatted on the ground, both hands traveled to covered her cheeks.

"Am I doing?"

"Damn it Robert!" she suddenly cursed at her friend.

She sent him a message asking for help to stick the silicon on her back but, her friend has been ignoring her and she doesn't know why.

As her butt sat on the ground, her legs stretched. She kicked the air while irritation filled her mind.

It's noon. Evan will pick her up in seven hours but, she felt as if he will arrive in ten minutes.

Feeling stressed, Daniella got up. She walked closer to the wall and when she reached it, her hand dropped onto the ground while her body lifted in the air.

She did a handstand with her body leaning against the wall. She always does this position whenever she felt nervous and couldn't think straight.

She could feel her blood flowing down her face, she breathed aloud and shut her eyes.

As the darkness filled her mind, a figure of a man popped out.

His laugh rang into her ears, reminiscing the laugh he had last night has made her lost balance.

Her body fell to the ground, she groaned when she felt the pain from falling.

She shut her eyes. When she opened it, her sight caught the long sleeve V-neck blue jumpsuit on the ground.

And at that moment, the corner of her lips lifted in a smile.

-

On the other side.

Inside the presidential office.

The current president of the country was sitting behind his long wooden desk. It was made from the national tree and has been in the office for so many years.

He was wearing the national dress though it has been altered into a modern design.

Lemuel Minoan, the current president of the country, with his face as serious as a crow, he stared at the man in front of him.

It was the current president of the biggest bank in the country. Evan Su.

He has been in business with the Su Financial Bank since his senatorial time. All of his money earned both legally and illegal is stored in his company.

He has been trusting them for decades. Su Financial had a rule the same as Switzerland's bank.

His lips pressing contorts a smile. He got up with his hand stretching to welcome him.

"How are you Mr. Su?" he cheerfully said but, his eyes were shining with envy. The man is half of his age yet his arrogance has been curved in his mind since he took over the company.

Lemuel has never had an issue with the bank until Evan took the position. Evan's brother, Nathan Su who was the previous head of the Su Financial has been kind to him but, the man passed away and with all the money he has in their bank, he doesn't have an option but, to be kind to Evan.

"What brings you here?" he asked.

Evan accepted his hand, as he was about to shake it, Evan gripped his hand firmly.

They seated on the sing sofa in his office.

"Mr. Minoan, could you please look at this transaction?" Evan asked.

Evan took out a folder from his suitcase and placed it on the coffee table.

When the president opened it, sweat formed on his forehead.

He gulped hard and, looked at Evan with his eyes swelling with shock.

"These are my bank statement for the transaction I made thirteen years ago. Why – why are you showing this to me?" he stuttered a bit, eyes moved into a different direction to avoid Evan's eyes.

"We are sorting out our VIP account and I just want to ask about the 5 million euro you transferred. It's a huge amount to be transferred for one day. Can you tell me where did the money go?"

Hearing Evan's question, the senator's eyebrow creased with confusion.

"This is why I choose your bank Mr.Su, so I wouldn't have to explain myself where I am giving my money."

He snickered with confident but, it soon disappeared when Evan took the folder back.

"I was just asking Mr. Minoan. Because a week after you transfer the money. A certain man bought some of the Su Financial shares. You must have known him, he's a doctor named Roman Lee. He has a 30 percent share in my company."

The sweat on the president's forehead dropped down to his cheeks, he felt a rock stuck in his throat.

Slowly, his hands started shaking as it rested on his lap.

"No, I don't know a man named Roman Lee and I certainly didn't give him the 5 million."

Evan's eyes remained cold as he stared at the president. After locking his suitcase, he got up.

"I will be on my way," Evan said after shaking the president's hand.

The president gave him a wary smile, his nerve has calmed down knowing that Evan wouldn't ask more about Dr. Lee.

As he walked Evan towards the door, the television played the news and said something that causes his feet to freeze.

Flash report:

A lot of politicians including the president are on the hot seat after their illegal transaction was posted on the government website.

People are using social media to express their opinions and asking the Senate to investigate this.

As the news continued, the president's face had turned pale with fright.

Standing opposite of Evan, the president's hand resting on his side lifted to grab Evan's hand.

"Mr. Su. What is this? Why those papers are on the internet. Why would you do this?"

His shaking voice did not break the coldness of Evan's face.

"Mr. Minoan, let me go,"

The president's hand slowly loosened the grip on Evan's sleeves. His face was like a sheet of paper, it was painted with terror.

"Did you do this?" he asked.

"I promised to someone that I am going to kill you and we both know that I hate to have blood in my hands so Mr. Minoan, later at midnight, someone will deliver a pill to you. Take it and die peacefully."

The president froze, the words stamped on his mind sparking embers of rage in him.

After Evan's figure disappeared in the room, the trembling body of the president weakened and dropped to the ground.