Daniel, however, rarely became serious. "Aisy, I did all this for you."
Ainsley quickly tore the contract into pieces and threw the shreds at Daniel to vent her anger. The other therapist was stunned.
Daniel slapped the shreds off him nonchalantly and smiled. "Just tear it up. I still have a lot of copies like this."
"Despicable! Disgusting!" Ainsley was trembling with anger.
Daniel, however, just sat relaxed in his chair and looked at her with a smile.
His attitude calmed Ainsley down. She sat down again and glanced coldly at the other therapist.
"What's wrong? Are you afraid that I'll hypnotize you again?" Ainsley thought of the psychological intervention she had done for Daniel last time, and her eyes flashed with mockery. "You want me to give you psychotherapy, but you're afraid that I'll kill you. You're really a schizo."