Chapter Ninety Seven

Third Person POV.

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As Richard and Amber stepped foot back in the States, their first destination was the Romero mansion.

Richard had been dreading this moment since their plane landed. Returning home had never been

Richard’s favorite routine, and this time didn’t feel that much different.

Amber stood by his side as they made their way through the grand halls of the Romero mansion.

As soon as they walked in, Richard wasted no time and approached one of the nearby attendants, his

voice carrying a note of urgency as he inquired about the whereabouts of his parents.

“Where can I find my parents? Where are they right now?” Richard’s tone was firm.

The servant, a middle–aged man with a weathered face, bowed in respect before answering, “Master

Romero is in his study, sir, while the madam is resting in her bedroom.”

An expression of concern flickered across Richard’s features as he questioned further, “Is everything alright with my mother? Did something happen?”

The servant’s demeanor shifted slightly. “N–no, sir. Your mother is simply tired and taking some

rest. She’s fine.”

Richard nodded in understanding, choosing to trust the servant’s words and not dwell on his mother’s well–being. However, Amber, ever perceptive, noticed the tremor in the servant’s voice and the hesitation in his response. Her brows furrowed in suspicion, but she held her tongue, not wanting to cause unwarranted alarm in Richard, who was already burdened with worry for his parents.

With a reassuring smile, Richard turned to Amber and said, “Wait for me in the living room; I’ll go speak with my father and see what he has in mind.”

Amber nodded in understanding, watching as Richard strode towards his father’s study, a flicker of concern in her gaze. As Richard disappeared from view, Amber’s attention turned back to the servant who had begun to shuffle away quietly.

Stopping the servant in her tracks with a gentle touch on his arm, Amber fixed him with a penetrating gaze. “Why were you shaking when you were informing my husband of his mother’s well–being?”

“I’m sorry, ma’am. I–I don’t know what

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is fine, truly, and I only answered Mr.

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her intuition telling her that there was more to the situation than he

of doubt had been

into what could be going on with his mother–in–law.

sense his unease, the tremor in his voice betraying the facade of

firm tone, she urged him to be honest, assuring

more upset

anyone in this situation,” Amber said

with my

resolve crumbled under Amber’s penetrating gaze. With a shaky sigh,

us not to say anything to Mr. Richard,” he confessed.

brow furrowed in confusion. “What is it that you were

inquired, her voice

knew he could no longer hold

Madam collapsed just yesterday, and right now, she’s in a fragile state and

her

words, a wave of worry crashing over her as she processed what he had just said. “Collapsed?” she repeated, her voice tinged with

“After the police showed up at the estate, Mrs. Romero was overcome with distres and collapsed.

explained.

deepened as she urged the servant to lead her to Martha’s room. The servant hesitated. a look of desperation flickering in his eyes as he implored Amber to keep

confidential.

deepened, her concern for Martha Romero overriding her care for the servant’s

her room. I need to check on her.” Amber

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nod, the servant finally relented, realizing that Amber wasn’t very patient. Silently, he began to guide Amber through the corridors of

stepped aside, allowing Amber to enter. She knocked softly

lying in bed.

Amber entered, a weak smile gracing her lips at the sight of her daughter–in–law. “Amber, what are you doing here? When did you

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