Something Is Amiss
"How could you threaten me like this?" Fury surged through Derila.
"Ehm…" Prince William, who coincidentally entered the lounge, froze for a moment when he overheard their conversation. Worry was written all over his face.
"Your Highness." Harrison immediately greeted Prince William and gestured for Kerrie to do something.
"Have some water, Dr. Feroma." Kerrie tried defusing the tension by giving Derila a glass of iced lemon water.
Derila was about to explode with rage, but she suppressed her anger to avoid a confrontation with Daemon.
"You look mad. What's wrong?" Prince William took a glance at Daemon and asked.
"I'm all right." Daemon tugged his collar and continued drinking his iced water.
"You look pale. Are you still having a fever?" Prince William showed his concern.
"Mr. Lierger doesn't feel well because his body temperature fluctuates throughout the day, " Harrison explained. "We would appreciate it if you could assist us when we need help at the banquet later, Your Highness."
"I'm sure Mr. Lierger can handle the situation well. He's a steady man, " Prince William said modestly. "Besides, he should be in the limelight. I shouldn't steal his thunder."
"But…"
"Remove your shirt right now. I'll perform acupuncture on you."
Derila noticed Daemon did not look well. It seems the venom could cause a person to become agitated. It might even turn the victim into someone aggressive.
Daemon finally cooperated with Derila instead of giving her a hard time. He also felt that lately, he had been emotionally unstable.
Derila started sticking needles into his body once he stripped his shirt to his waist.
Sweat droplets gradually slid down his chest and dripped on the Whyte shirt.
"They've arrived, Sir, " one of Daemon's subordinates came into the lounge and announced.
Prince William's expression turned grim. He gently clutched his pants, looking a little nervous.
"There's no need to rush!" Daemon shut his eyes and tried to regain his composure.
"You can leave in five minutes." Derila took a glance at her watch after completing the acupuncture session.
Every second of the five-minute wait was unbearable for them as they were afraid of offending that special someone.
All of a sudden, someone knocked on the door. Harrison went to open the door and saw Gary standing outside. "Mr. Anderson!"
Gary said in a soft voice, "Pastor is here. Edward would like to invite Mr. Lierger and Prince William over."
"We'll be right there in a minute, " Harrison replied with a smile.
"All right." Gary then took a glance at the lounge and reminded Harrison, "Don't make Pastor wait for too long. He has a notoriously bad temper."
Harrison looked at Daemon and read his signals. He then said to Gary calmly, "Mr. Lierger is not particularly good-tempered either. He doesn't like people to rush him."
Harrison's reply rendered Gary speechless.
Harrison tried to defuse the tension by saying, "We'll be there in a while."
"All right. I'll wait outside then." Gary lowered his head and stepped out of the lounge.
Derila removed the needles five minutes later. She then touched Daemon's forehead with her hand and noticed that his body temperature had finally returned to normal.
After washing his face and changing into new pair of clothes, he stepped out of the lounge with his entourage.
Clark pushed Prince William in his wheelchair and followed right behind. When Prince William walked past Derila, he reminded her. "Stay here and rest. Don't go anywhere."
Derila kept mum but nodded her head.
Now that everyone was gone, the lounge instantly became quiet. Only Kerrie stayed back to accompany Derila.
A few female bodyguards were also guarding the lounge by the door.
Now that Daemon was away, Derila felt less uptight. She leaned on the couch carefreely and munched on an apple.
But soon, she noticed something was amiss.
Something seemed to have jolted the birds in the trees, causing them to take flight.
She also heard a weird sound from upstairs and felt a vibration on the ceiling.
"What are you looking at, Master Feroma?" Kerrie asked out of curiosity.
"Shush, " Derila warned Kerrie to keep quiet. She looked up, stared at the ceiling, and squinted. "Did you feel it? Someone's walking upstairs."
"Of course, there are people up there. It's a hall, " Kerrie did not understand why Derila was being so paranoid.
"No, " Derila shook her head and whispered. "I could tell it's a group of men, and they are now surrounding a room."
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