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.

how the men had arrived at

illegal substance abuse. “They claimed they had received an anonymous tip,”

they’re talking about. But they already believe I’ve been using my influence to distribute drugs while partaking in using

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 they have any

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a moment, a shadow of doubt crossing his features as

his thoughts.

Dad. Do the cops have any evidence to back up their claim?” I

evidence they came across after they had searched my apartment in Las Vegas. According to them, they found about a hundred grams of cocaine in my office there, and that’s what

looking into our main companies and

funded with illegal

in disbelief, and I honestly struggled to understand what was going on. The thought of my father being involved in such a thing was incomprehensible, and the

you, I’ve never used drugs in my life, and

how they ended up in my apartment.

with the reality of

spoke before now, he had mentioned that he was on a business trip to

man I looked up to,

me all

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

sense of

I was still trying to process the shocking revelation about the drugs found in my

apartment, my father seemed a bit hesitant before suddenly revealing that there was something he had kept hidden from my mother

what is it you haven’t told Mom?”

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

this woman who introduced herself as a contractor, he

What happened with this woman?” I prodded, trying to piece together the story

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