Bethany’s P.O.V.
“What was your real intention, Ms. Hopkins?” Mr. Knight, Sr. asked me and I scoffed internally. He should ask his grandson this question, not me. I thought about it internally but didn’t say anything to him. “I am waiting for your answer, Ms. Hopkins,” he said again and I sighed internally. I was scared to my wit because of his entry into the office. He almost barged in with so many scary bodyguards in the same outfit that my kidnappers had worn that day. Hunter had told me already about the person behind the kidnapping incident, and that was why, I wasn't that scared, yet I was scared.
I cleared my throat and slowly lifted my head up. “I… I don’t know what you are thinking about me, Mr. Knight, but this is not me who approached your grandson in the first place. In fact,
