Malcolm's entire body stiffened when he heard this.
He stared at Joshua with a frown on his face. "Did you spy on me?"
How else could Joshua have known that he had injured his head?
Joshua narrowed his eyes, sneering.
It turned out stupidity was contagious; Malcolm had lost his intelligence after being with Heather for so long.
Malcolm was wearing a hat on such an important occasion...so did he honestly think no one could tell that he had injured his head?
However, since Malcolm's first instinct was that Joshua had spied on him... Joshua had no intention of correcting him.
As soon as he thought of this, Joshua curled his lips into a small smile. "What I'm asking you now is do you think you're a match for me?"
With that, he glanced at Malcolm's hat and added, "Do you suppose you'll be able to go on with your wedding as planned if I punch a hole right into your head?"
Malcolm gritted his teeth upon hearing this. "What else do you know about me?"
He had not thought that Joshua would be able to plant his men at Quinn Mansion!
How many spies were there, and who were they?
Could it be that...he had already found out about Riley's true identity?
Malcolm suddenly began to grow terrified when he recalled that Joshua had only sent a few of his men to trail Hunter instead of most of his man-force as he had anticipated.
Malcolm's men had only managed to infiltrate Nellie's kindergarten that day and started to collect samples o f her hair and nails.
If Joshua had already found out the truth...
Malcolm was so nervous that he forgot to retaliate to Joshua's provocation.
Just as everyone was staring at him, anticipating his response, a deep, male voice resonated from behind them, "It's Malcolm and Heather's big day today, so why are you trying to force him to get into a fight with you at the entrance, Mr. Lynch?"
Everyone turned in the direction of the voice.
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