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

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

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

room and opening the

a new shirt that still had its tags attached, thinking Richie

was sorted and

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

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

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

decided to leave it as it

out, pushing the

froze at the sight of

at 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

his throat,

needed mine if I hadn't spilled

was purely instinctive-a typical response from any man in his position. It didn't mean anything

in Richie's

matter how stunning another woman was,

on. I'll start your treatment now," Isabel said, pulling out a set of silver needles. "Take off your

removed his shirt

immediately drawn to the scars

"What happened?"

underwent wilderness training once. These are

Wilderness training?

to his impressive

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

lost herself in thought,

turned on the television, which displayed the security camera feed. What the

outside

him

Xander saw her like

Richie, who

looking

dining table,

you doing?" Richie

him to be quiet, pointing at herself

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