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

this shirt... " Isabel glanced down at her now-stained white blouse. The tea had left mottled marks, making it unsuitable to wear in

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

said, stepping into the room and opening the closet. Almost

picked a new shirt that still had its

shirt was sorted and she needed pants

tea. From certain

rummaged through Richie's wardrobe but

shirt, which fell slightly above her knees, she thought it

she decided to leave it

Isabel 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

his throat, trying to

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

was purely instinctive-a typical response from any man in his

Richie's heart, there

one person he cared about. No matter how stunning another woman was,

set of silver needles. "Take off your shirt so can begin

it. Thank you." Richie removed his shirt and

immediately drawn to the scars

"What happened?"

underwent wilderness training once. These are from back then," Richie replied

Wilderness training?

his

have done it all to grow stronger-to avenge the

Isabel lost herself in thought,

door. He turned on the television, which displayed the security

nearly stopped. Standing outside wasn't just

him

saw her like this, there

to Richie, who was

looking and figure

ducked under the dining

doing?" Richie asked

be quiet, pointing at herself and then

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