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

Chapter Ninety Eight

Richard’s POV.

I walked into my father’s office with a sense of unease gnawing at me, my thoughts swirling with the

gravity of the situation he was in. Raymond, my father, stood by the window, his gaze fixed on the

outside as he looked to be deep in thought.

As I entered, he turned towards me, a strained smile gracing his features. “My son, I didn’t expect

you to get back so soon,” he said. “It’s good to see you.”

I offered a brief nod as I approached him, the worry for my father evident in my gaze. “Bianca had

arranged for a private plane, so coming back wasn’t an issue,” I explained, noticing the stretch

lines on his forehead were now more prominent..

Standing in front of him, I couldn’t help but voice the question that weighed heavily on my mind–a

question I was afraid of asking. “How are you holding up, Father? Are you okay?” I inquired, hoping that he’d be honest with me about how he was really doing, no matter how bad it was.

Raymond shrugged nonchalantly, an air of composure masking his emotions. “As you can see, I’m doin

just fine. It was a bit of a shake–up, I admit, but I know I’ll be alright. I just need to sort

things out as quickly as possible,” he assured me.

Sighing softly, I implored my father to share with me the details of what had transpired and explain the seriousness of the accusations that had been leveled against him. “Father, please tell me what

happened. Why are the police suddenly accusing you of drug use?”

His weary smile did not falter as he motioned for me to take a seat. We settled into the chairs

across from each other, the air heavy with a nerve–racking tension. “Let me start from the

beginning,” he said.

recounted the events of the previous day, including how

on charges of illegal substance abuse. “They claimed they had received an anonymous tip,” he explained. “I denied the accusations,

talking about. But they already believe I’ve been using my

I struggled to make sense of the grave accusations leveled against my father. “But, Dad, that doesn’t make sense.

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a shadow of doubt crossing

his thoughts.

asked a question, Dad. Do the cops have any evidence to back up

they had searched my apartment in Las Vegas. According to them, they found about a hundred grams of

main companies and their subsidiaries to ensure they’re

with

father being involved in such a thing was incomprehensible, and the fact that there was evidence against him made less sense. “Dad, are you telling me the truth? Are you really not using

furrowed slightly. “Richard, I swear to you, I’ve never used

ended up in my apartment. It’s

with the reality of the situation,

had mentioned that he was on

possible that my father, the man I looked up to, had been hiding that side

me all

Dad? What happene

make sense of

trying to process the shocking revelation about the drugs found in my father’s Las

before suddenly revealing that there was something he had kept hidden from my mother

you haven’t told Mom?” I

sigh, his gaze troubled. “While I was in Las Vegas, I attended a party organized by Michael Torres, one of my old

met this woman who introduced herself

more to the story. “Go on, Dad. What happened with this woman?” I prodded, trying

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