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.

after all.

her now-stained white blouse. The tea had left mottled marks, making it unsuitable to wear

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

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

shirt that still had its

was sorted and

pants had also been stained by the tea. From

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

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

she decided to leave it as it

done," Isabel called out, pushing the door

at the sight

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

cleared his throat,

have needed mine

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

Richie's

about. No matter how stunning another woman was, she meant nothing

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 shirt so can begin the needle therapy. I've also prepared a

Thank you." Richie removed his shirt

drawn to the scars on his

"What happened?"

once. These are from back then," Richie

Wilderness training?

thought back to his impressive skills last

must have done it all to grow stronger-to avenge

in thought, the doorbell suddenly

the

stopped. Standing outside wasn't just

behind him was

outfit. If Xander saw her like this, there was no way she could

Richie, who was shirtless

Better to stop looking and figure out where to

the dining table,

doing?" Richie asked in

quiet, pointing at herself and

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