CHAPTER EIGHTY-EIGHT

Richard sat in the back seat of his luxurious Bentley, staring absentmindedly out the window. His driver, James maneuvered through the evening traffic with practiced ease. Suddenly, he noticed a commotion by the roadside. A crowd had gathered, and voices were raised in anger.

“Stop the car,” Richard instructed his driver.

James pulled over, and Richard leaned forward. “What's going on there?”

James glanced out the window. "Looks like an argument, sir."

“Go see what’s happening.” Richard said, referring to his bodyguard.

His bodyguard, a tall and imposing figure, stepped out of the car and walked towards the crowd. Richard watched as he approached the scene and spoke to someone. Moments later, his bodyguard returned.

“There’s a young woman being accused of theft,” The bodyguard reported. “She claims she’s innocent, but the shop owner insists she stole jewelry.”

Richard stepped out of the car, frowning. “Let’s go see for ourselves.”

His bodyguard nodded and closed the car door gen
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