Lord Of The Ultra Billionaire System

CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND THIRTEEN

RICHARD'S POV

The heat from the fire still lingered in the air, and all I could do was stand there, trying to make sense of it all. The smell of smoke, the flashing lights, and the sound of sirens were everywhere, but I felt numb. One of the firefighters had just told me they found a body inside, and my heart sank. I hoped—no, I prayed—it wasn’t someone I knew. Maybe it was one of the staff or some stranger who got caught in the wrong place at the wrong time.

As they wheeled the body out, one of the firefighters, his face grim, stepped toward me. "He didn't burn... the smoke got him," he said, his voice flat, as if he’d said this a hundred times before.

I swallowed, forcing myself to ask, "Who is it?" My voice didn’t even sound like mine. It was shaky, almost foreign.

The firefighter looked hesitant. "We need you to identify him."

They pulled back the sheet, and everything in me stopped. Jonathan. It was Jonathan. My stepbrother, pale as death, eyes closed as if he was sleeping. But h