Aileen’s POV
“Phomarin! A highly venomous poison for wolves.” His voice echoed in my ears and was ringing a bell. I can’t imagine how far my eyes enlarged, but when I looked at Dad, he kept his palms behind his head and pressed his lips. His expression shows that he is in shock. Leon, who knows nothing about the poison, occasionally looked at my face and Dad’s.
“Hello, Aileen. Are you there?” I hear the lady officer’s voice, but I have become a stone statue, and my body part is frozen to where I am.
“Ma’am, it’s me, Leon. What is this, Phomarin?” he asked when he felt that none of us would answer the call any further.
“Leon, you should ask Aileen about his dad. They know about this better than me; I will hang out, Leon,” she said.
“No, ma’am, wait. I remember that the mystery man h
