Chapter 268

Ricky hid his phone under his blanket, and moved so quickly that neither Irene nor Sheryl noticed it.

Sheryl walked up to the food she left on the bedside shelf. “You must be hungry, right? Come have some breakfast.”

As she spoke, she unboxed the food she had cooked meticulously.

“I’m not hungry. Can I be alone for a while?” Ricky’s expression and tone was flat, but he didn’t appear too miserable.

Sheryl tried to talk to him, but Irene stopped her. “Let’s give him some space, Mom.”

As such, Sheryl restrained herself. However, she told

Ricky, “I’ll leave everything here. Eat it when you’re hungry.”

Ricky did not respond, however, leaving her sighing.

“Alright,” Irene said as she pulsed Sheryl along. “Take your time, Ricky.”

eating, but don’t try to be pushy. Samantha’s

understood. “I’m just worried about his health. He’s still hurt, and he’d harm his own

mother lengthily. Sheryl was much too kind for her

will towards Ricky, the son of the woman who ruined her marriage, and genuinely

Ricky today. She couldn’t tell what it was, but it was

worried that Ricky would get confrontational with

should really know

getting at, but did not take it to heart–she

not persist. She soon left since she

went to meet Miss Lang, who treated Irene to breakfast at a good diner

Group, Stan was already waiting when Isaac arrived, having found

Ian’s casino ship. Someone took it out to sea even though it had been confiscated–when my men and I found it, we searched it again and found the computer which sent the text. All clues and evidence point

desk, lounging against his

He was preoccupied with his thoughts–even if the Jeffersons did this, what was their point? Did the death of

his eyes–Samantah was survived by

the dots right there and

up at the place where Samantha died… So that Ricky would think

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