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.

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

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 to wear in

mind, you can borrow mine," Richie offered as he led Isabel to

into the room and opening the closet.

new shirt that still had its tags attached, thinking Richie

was sorted and she

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

but

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

to

called out, pushing the door

froze at the

a solid six-foot-tall, was 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

Richie cleared his throat, trying to redirect

You wouldn't have needed mine if I

from any man in his position. It didn't mean anything beyond

in Richie's heart,

person he cared about. No matter how stunning another woman was, she meant nothing to

pulling out a set of

Richie removed his shirt and

immediately drawn to the scars on his

"What happened?"

training once. These are from back then,"

Wilderness training?

back to his impressive skills last

he had become so formidable. He must have done it all to grow stronger-to avenge the

herself in thought,

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

Standing outside wasn't just anyone it

behind him was

If Xander saw her

Richie, who was

it. Better to stop looking and

Isabel ducked under the dining table, lifting the

doing?" Richie

quiet, pointing at herself

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