Married To My Ex-Husband’s Rival by Jobet GraySon

Chapter Twenty Four

Third person POV

Amber and Richard stepped past the towering doors of the Romero Mansion, their footsteps echoing i the opulent foyer.

Almost immediately, they were greeted by Martha Romero, a poised and elegant woman who exudes an air

of authority. Recognition flickered across Amber’s eyes as she realized that this was the woman she had spent the entire night researching. Martha’s warm smile welcomed them, but there was a glint of skepticism in her eyes as she sized up Amber.

“Amber, welcome to our home,” Martha said, her voice a blend of kindness and curiosity. She couldn’t help but be pleased with what she saw before her–a beautiful girl who seemed to radiate beauty and

grace. However, Martha knew that appearances could be deceiving, and she was determined to discern if

Amber was indeed the right fit for her son.

Richard’s eyes darted around the grand entrance hall, briefly scanning for his father. When he didn’t

spot him, a furrow formed on his brow. “Mom, where’s Dad?” he asked, his tone laced with concern.

Martha’s smile remained unwavering as she responded. “Your father will join us in the dining areal

shortly. Please, follow me,” she said, gesturing for Amber to walk alongside her.

Amber’s smile remained fixed on her face as she followed Martha, trying her utmost to suppress her excitement. She refused to give in to her starstruck curiosity, fearful of giving Martha the

impression that she was merely interested in the Romero family’s wealth. Instead, she focused her gaze ahead, resolute in her determination to present herself as a genuine and caring partner for

Richard.

side, the trio walked through the spacious corridors of the

decor teased Amber’s senses, sending a thrill through her veins. But

leading the way.

at the threshold of the grand dining

Richard’s father, already seated at the head of the

table.

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voice quivering slightly

meet you,” she said,

acknowledged her greeting with a curt nod, his expression revealing little emotion. According to the research she

silence spoke volumes. Without further ado, he gestured for Amber to take a seat.

the chair beside Richard. She

an uncomfortable silence as Raymond continued to observe her, his piercing gaze

Amber mustered her confidence and engaged Raymond in conversal

for having me, Mr. Romero. I’ve heard so much about you and your wife

voice steady but tinged

to address Amber directly. “Amber, I believe in being straightforward. I don’t

business–like.

a touch of frustration. “Dad, can we

he pleaded, hoping

son. “Richard, this

We need to get started with the necessary