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.

emerald guardian angel pendant wasn't on her after all. He had been

at her now-stained white blouse.

have clothes upstairs. If you don't mind, you can borrow

into the room and opening the closet. Almost

had its tags attached, thinking Richie

was sorted and she needed pants

also been stained by the tea. From certain angles, it might even look like

rummaged through Richie's wardrobe but couldn't find suitable pants

before the mirror in just the oversized shirt, which fell slightly above her knees, she

she decided to leave it as it

Isabel called out,

at the sight of

typically dwarf any average-sized girl, making them look like a kid playing dress-up in an adult's wardrobe. But Isabel was no

his throat, trying to redirect

have needed

man

Richie's heart, there

No matter how stunning another woman was, she meant nothing to

move on. I'll 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 prescription-just have someone fetch the

Thank you." Richie removed his

eyes were immediately drawn to the scars on

"What happened?"

are

Wilderness training?

thought back to his impressive skills

formidable. He must have done it all to grow stronger-to avenge

Isabel lost herself in thought,

toward the door. He turned on the television,

Standing outside wasn't just

behind him

her like this, there was no way she could explain

Richie, who was

stop looking and figure out where to

thinking, Isabel ducked under the dining table, lifting the tablecloth to

are you doing?" Richie asked in

him to be quiet,

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