Chapter: 809
"What a merciless move!" Natasha muttered inwardly.
"It’s possible, but there’s also someone who we mustn’t leave out," Dustin reminded.
"Who?" Natasha narrowed her eyes.
"Tyler." Dustin’s voice was flat.
"He was rejected at the annual gathering. Judging from how the Grant family conducts themselves, it’s impossible for them to gloss over the matter."
"Seriously?" Ruth frowned in thought.
"The Grant family is one of the top three most prominent families. It’s impossible for them to do something like this. Moreover, framing my father won’t bring them any benefits.
"It’s just my guess. If we want to catch the culprit, it’d be best to investigate from here as a start," Dustin said.
"Jack, get the shadow guards to look into these immediately!" Natasha gave the order directly.
"Noted!" Jack obeyed and left in a hurry.
Right then, a glint of silver light surged from the window all of a sudden and landed fiercely on the wall. It wasn’t until they had taken a closer look that they realized it was a silver hairpin with a piece of paper attached to it.
"Miracle doctor, I know who the culprit is. Come alone to Lilyrius Restaurant tonight at 8 pm. See you then." The note was signed off by someone called Azalea.
"Azalea?" Natasha arched her brow.
"Do you know her?"
"If I guessed it right, it was her who disguised herself as Celeste," Dustin said. The fragrance lingering on the silver hairpin was exactly the same as that of the woman from that day.
"It’s her?" Natasha frowned slightly.
"Could it be she’s the one behind this?"
"We’ll know more about it after I meet up with her tonight." Dustin narrowed his eyes. Since that person had invited him out, it was clear that she must have known something.
"This woman is full of guile and good at using poison. Do you think this is a trap?" Natasha was worried.
"Don’t worry. Even if it’s a lion’s den, I’ll be able to come out unscathed." Dustin smiled faintly.
"No, it’s too dangerous for you to go alone. I’ll send a group of shadow guards to protect you," Natasha’said with a solemn expression.
The Dark Lord’s disciple was nowhere near kind. Natasha didn’t want Dustin to risk his life. With how insistent she was, Dustin didn’t refuse her anymore.