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.

angel 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

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

Isabel said, stepping into the room and opening the closet. Almost everything was white shirts, with a

new shirt that still had its tags attached, thinking Richie

shirt was sorted and she

From certain angles, it might even look like something far more

Richie's wardrobe but couldn't find suitable

fell slightly above her knees, she thought it wasn't a big deal.

to leave

called out, pushing

froze at the sight

clothes would typically dwarf any average-sized girl, making them look like a kid playing dress-up in an adult's wardrobe. But Isabel

his throat, trying

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

man in his position. It didn't

in Richie's

how stunning another woman was, she meant nothing to

wasn't intentional. Let's move on. I'll start your treatment now," Isabel said, pulling out a set of silver needles. "Take off your

you." Richie removed his shirt and

were immediately drawn to

"What happened?"

training once. These are from back

Wilderness training?

to his

must have done it all to grow stronger-to avenge the

Isabel lost herself in thought, the doorbell

and glanced toward the door. He turned on the television, which displayed

stopped. Standing outside wasn't

behind him

gaze dropped to her current outfit. If Xander saw her

Richie, who

to stop looking and figure out

dining table, lifting the tablecloth to conceal

you doing?" Richie asked

quiet, pointing at herself

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