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 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

borrow mine," Richie offered as he led Isabel to his

into the room and opening the closet. Almost everything

new shirt that still had its tags attached,

was sorted and she needed

the tea. From certain angles, it might even look like something

rummaged through Richie's wardrobe but couldn't

above her knees, she thought it wasn't a big deal. Some of her skirts were

to leave it

done," Isabel called out, pushing the door

froze at the

girl, making them look like a kid playing dress-up in an adult's wardrobe. But Isabel was no average

Richie cleared his throat, trying

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

any man in his position. It didn't

all, in Richie's heart,

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

it 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

it. Thank you." Richie removed his shirt and

drawn to

"What happened?"

training once. These are from back

Wilderness training?

his impressive skills last

must have done it all

herself in

door. He turned on the television, which displayed

outside

behind him

Xander saw her like this,

Richie,

stop looking

Isabel ducked under the dining table, lifting the tablecloth

are you doing?" Richie asked

gestured for him to be quiet, pointing at

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