CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

CATHERINE’S POV

I pulled away from Burke's grasp quickly and switched the light in the room on, only to see Burke looking haggard like he had gone into a fistfight with someone; he brushed his hair backward, attempting to remove the hair on his forehead, which was fruitless once again.

“Your father's drip is tampered with; we need to do something," I said, ignoring his question. He did not seem pleased about my sudden change of discussion, but he answered me, he had to go along with my conversation.

“That's not a problem; I will get the guards to watch his room thoroughly,” he said, looking into my eyes; I couldn't stand eye contact, so I diverted my gaze towards the window.

"That's the thing, the person is among the domestic staff; you can't trust them, and you can't trust Harley, so telling Ava to watch your father means Harley would come along, “ I said, and Burke saw that what I was saying was right.

" Okay, what if we watch him together, “ Burke said,