Chapter 226 Richie Is Richard

The villa's interior was identical to the Nelson Residence.

Richie was the man from last night.

It was Richard!

Last night, he must have revealed his true identity to Xander; otherwise, there was no way he could have escaped unscathed from the elite bodyguards of the Bennetts.

"Apologies for the delay," Richie said as he descended the staircase.

"It's fine. I just arrived," Isabel replied.

As Isabel fixed her gaze on Richie, he was also scrutinizing her.

By all accounts, the emerald guardian angel pendant should have been in Xander's possession. Yet last night, it had hung around the neck of that woman.

Richie recalled seeing Xander kiss Isabel in the car that day.

If they were indeed a couple, it wouldn't be surprising if Xander had gifted her the pendant.

With this thought, Richie's gaze discreetly shifted to Isabel's chest.

After a brief silence, Richie poured Isabel a cup of water.

"It's fine. Let me start your treatment," Isabel said. She wasn't thirsty, having already had some water before coming.

"The treatment can wait a bit. You're my guest, and here is a cup of pre-brewed lemon tea," Richie insisted, pushing the cup closer to Isabel.

However, his hand tilted slightly, causing the hot tea to spill down Isabel's neck and onto her chest.

"Ah!" Isabel gasped softly at the heat.

"My apologies." Richie handed her a clean towel as his eyes inadvertently drew to her front.

The tea had soaked her white blouse, revealing faint contours beneath.

But there was nothing there.

Her collarbone was bare, with no trace of any necklace.

pendant wasn't on her after all. He had been wrong-the girl from last night wasn't

fine. The water wasn't that hot, but this shirt... " Isabel glanced down at her now-stained white blouse. The tea had left mottled marks, making it unsuitable

can borrow mine," Richie

opening the closet.

still had its tags attached,

sorted and she needed pants

light-colored pants had also been stained by the tea. From certain angles, it might even

rummaged through Richie's wardrobe but couldn't

the mirror in just the oversized shirt, which fell slightly above her knees, she thought it wasn't a big deal. Some of her

decided to leave it

called out, pushing the

froze at the

the kind of guy whose clothes would typically dwarf any average-sized girl, making them look like a kid playing dress-up in an adult's wardrobe. But Isabel was no average girl. Her figure filled out his shirt perfectly and the buttons looked like they might

throat, trying to

about your clothes. You wouldn't have needed mine if I hadn't

purely instinctive-a typical response from any man in his position. It didn't mean anything

Richie's

he cared about. No matter how stunning

start your treatment now," Isabel said, pulling out a set of silver needles. "Take off your shirt so can begin the needle therapy. I've also prepared a

it. Thank you." Richie removed

were immediately drawn to the scars on

"What happened?"

training once. These are

Wilderness training?

thought back to his

have

lost herself in thought, the doorbell

the

nearly stopped. Standing outside wasn't just anyone

him was

her current outfit. If Xander saw her

turned to Richie, who was

it. Better to stop looking

ducked under the dining table, lifting the tablecloth to

are you doing?"

Isabel gestured for him to be quiet, pointing at

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