Juliana's soft lips moved as she spoke, like a feather gently brushing Benson's lips.
That gentle tickle spread from his lips all the way to his heart.
Benson was distracted.
At that very moment, Juliana struck him hard with her knee.
"Ouch!"
As soon as Benson's crotch was hit, his face turned pale, his hand strangling Juliana loosened, and he bent over in pain.
"Juliana!" shouted Benson, covering his crotch and gritting his teeth.
He had never been defeated by anyone before, let alone by a woman.
But today, he had already lost to her twice!
Juliana was already sitting on the sofa, playing with the fork in her hand, raising her eyes to look at him blandly: "I'm the only one who can give you the cure for the poison. Are you sure you want to kill me?"
She had brought this fork up with her after dinner to defend herself.
Benson looked at her coldly: "This is how you detoxify me?"
Juliana glanced down at Benson's hand covering his crotch.
It showed how hard she had hit him just now.
Juliana: "You can be a little more pure-minded. The poison I'm talking about is not the aphrodisiac, but the neurotoxin in your body."
Old Mr. Leach had not put aphrodisiacs in Benson's food.
Benson stood up straight despite the pain and looked at Juliana with dark eyes coldly.
Juliana, not afraid of him, looked up and met his eyes: "Your mania, insomnia, and dreaminess come from the neurotoxins in your body."
"You'll die within a year if your poison is not detoxified."
Benson stepped forward and stood in front of Juliana, his tall figure looming over her like a small mountain.
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