"No, I don't." She shook her head at his question, deep in thought. "He is a reporter though. It wouldn't be difficult for him to get an invitation to such events."
He nodded, making her find his question strange. "Wait. Why did you mention him?"
"It's not that I'm suspecting him." He held her chin and rubbed his thumb against her lips. "It's just that no one can be trusted completely. The only person who could do this to you is someone who is close to you and knew that you were attending the banquet."
"I see." His explanation made sense, but she trusted Theodore. "My dad would never do anything to hurt me."
"I know. He cares about you more than his own life." He pecked her lips as he caressed her cheek. "I'm only afraid that you are being trapped and perhaps it's not just you."
