Hunter POV
"Will you all stop fussing over me? I told you that I'm perfectly fine" Lionel grumbled, sitting back in the armchair, a look of annoyance on his face.
I sighed, exasperated with my father who seemed determined to return to his normal routine, despite his close call. The authorities had been unable to find any evidence of who had poisoned the icing to the cake, leaving us clueless, and rather than take risks, I had my men diving into each and everybody's background information, while Joyce insisted on cooking for everybody until they were caught. It made me nervous to think that somebody had managed to sneak in and out without being caught and the surveillance cameras had miraculously had technical difficulties at the time. I did not believe in such coincidences. Somebody had
