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.

her side, the trio walked through the spacious corridors

Amber’s senses, sending a thrill through her veins. But she pushed

leading the way.

the grand dining room.

caught the glimpses of Raymond Romero, Richard’s father, already

table.

an aura of authority and restraint, making

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approached Raymond, her voice quivering slightly

you,” she said, her eyes

expression revealing little emotion. According to the research she had done, she already established the fact that he was a man of few words, even

his silence spoke volumes. Without further ado, he gestured for

the chair beside Richard.

fell into an uncomfortable silence as Raymond continued to observe her,

tension, Amber mustered her confidence and engaged

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

but tinged

his gaze penetrating as he prepared to address Amber directly. “Amber, I believe in being straightforward. I don’t like wasting my time,” he began, his tone brusque and

business–like.

voice laced with a touch of frustration. “Dad, can we at least have

with the interrogation?” he pleaded,

narrowed, his gaze turning on his son. “Richard, this is an important matter. It

get started with the necessary conversations,” he