Hunter’s P.O.V.
“How did this happen, Hunter? Who dare to mess with us under our nose?” my grandfather asked me in a cold tone. I sighed and looked at Josh, who also had a masked face right now. “I have got some clues, and also caught those who gave her poison,” I answered him briefly, and he scoffed. “You mean to say that someone was scheming against us while staying among us, huh?” he taunted me this time, and I gripped the armrest of the single seat where I was sitting very hard. “We are at fault here, Grandpa, and I admitted that we failed this time,” Josh replied to him in a cold tone when I was about to say something.
“I don’t care if you failed or not, Josh. I want that culprit who dares to hurt our family under my feet before his marriage. I failed once, and I don’t need to tell
