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.

including how the men had arrived at

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

in my life, nor do I know anything they’re talking about. But they already believe I’ve been using my influence to distribute drugs while

as I struggled to make sense of the grave accusations leveled against my father. “But, Dad, that doesn’t make sense. They can’t just haul you in based on an anonymous hp. I protested. “Did

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shadow of doubt

his thoughts.

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

in Las Vegas. According to them, they found

companies and their subsidiaries to ensure

funded with illegal

I honestly struggled to understand what was going on. The thought of my 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

“Richard, I swear to you, I’ve

apartment. It’s

it hard to reconcile his words with the reality

mentioned that he was on

that my father, the man I looked up to,

me all

in Las Vegas, Dad? What happene while you were there? Did anything strange happen?” I pressed, desperate for answers and

of it all.

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

that there was something he had kept hidden from my mother because he

what is it you haven’t told

was in Las Vegas, I attended a party organized by Michael

who introduced herself

“Go on, Dad. What happened with this woman?” I prodded, trying to piece together the story that was unfolding

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