"No, no, sir. None of that is true. It's just a misunderstanding." Stevia denied that by trying to hold Richard's arm.Richard flicked his arm away from her, making her flinch. "What's not true? You want to call me a liar?"That flat, cold look in Richard's eyes bothered her again, making her blush and feel that she shouldn't be doing this to bother Richard.But he had no choice but to insist that he was not wrong and had not done the things Richard was accusing him of. "Sir, you just don't know me yet. I'm sure there is a misunderstanding between us that causes you to think that way about me. I am not that kind of person, sir. Please understand and give me a chance to explain, sir."Richard was fed up with what she was saying and became even colder towards her. "I was not wrong to see and recognize you. You are what you appear to be in my eyes, so stop talking nonsense and get out of my sight. I don't want to see you again.""No, sir... sir." Stevia panicked. She tried to straighten
"There is no other reason for me to doubt you," Richard added his words.Rachel didn't understand. Just a moment ago, when he came up with the plan to get engaged to her and marry her, she felt angry; she hated that crazy idea and cursed it in her mind, hoping that the plan would be cancelled as soon as possible, even a moment ago she hoped so. Still, right now, she didn't know what she expected.Her finger, between Richard's hands, sent strange signals that tickled her, but she realised that she did not want to escape from the touch and feeling that tickled her. Instead, she wanted the moment to last longer.Richard leads him to a place on the side of the road; a flower shop catches Richard's attention and makes him think of Rachel beside him. So he pulled over and sorted through the flowers there."Afternoon, sir, how can I help you?" The old man who owned the flower shop greeted the couple with a smile.Both smiled simultaneously at the friendly old man, but Richard responded to hi
"What's all this?" Wilona, who opened the door for the arriving guests after the front guard called that someone from Richard's delivery had arrived, now looked surprised.She stared aghast at the well-dressed servants who came carrying many parcels down from their car without stopping. One box after another was unloaded neatly in her living room, but even though they had almost covered the centre of the circle in the room, the parcels were not finished. They finally stopped after putting down one last parcel that needed to be delivered directly to Rachel."Please, sign here, Miss." They gave the receipt letter to Rachel, who had been called down by her mother.She glanced at the piles in confusion, then quickly signed what they asked when her mother pulled her and urged her to do so, not wanting to keep the people waiting.After signing it, she handed them the receipt. "Thank you ladies. We'll take our leave." He bowed politely to both of them.Willona, who was happy, gave them a fri
"Is she still inside?" Richard asked, glancing over at Smith, who stood beside him.Smith turned to him. "Yes, Mr. Richard, she's still in the room. They're likely discussing something important between them. You don't need to worry, they should be done soon."Richard smirked sarcastically. "I'm not so sure. Do you know why? I have a feeling that my father is talking about something that might make her hesitate to marry me. You know, he's capable of that."Smith shook his head. "I don't think so, sir." He turned away, organizing the files scattered around the table. Richard had been busy with work just moments ago, and even now, he was still occupied. Still, he had taken a break because he couldn't stop thinking about what Rachel and his father might be discussing inside.He was confident the conversation was serious. That thought made him anxious, worried that his father might say something to offend Rachel, and there was nothing he could do to defend her."I'm sure Mr. James wouldn'
The long-awaited day had finally arrived, the engagement celebration of Rachel and Richard. The event was held in a luxurious hall, with numerous guests invited to attend. At the front lobby, luxury cars lined up one after another as guests arrived.“Oh my gosh, look at this! How could Mr. Richard overlook me? If only he saw me, I’m sure he would’ve chosen me to be his fiancée,” one of the girls, walking with her friends, complained as they entered the venue.Another woman beside her glanced over, her expression laced with sarcasm. “What are you talking about? Clearly, he wouldn’t pick someone like you.”“But Rachel isn’t that great, either, is she? She’s not impressive at all. I’m from a respectable family too, and I have an amazing personality. I just didn’t manage to catch his attention first,” she continued to complain.The woman at her side laughed and shot her a sideways glance. “Maybe you’re better than her, but that’s probably why Mr. Richard was too overwhelmed to meet you. D
“This crowd is really draining me,” Rachel said, glancing at Richard. The two stood on the balcony, gazing at the night view.They exchanged a deep look, trying to understand each other without words, before turning their gaze back forward. Both seemed equally exhausted by the crowd they had just faced.“They swarmed around you like bees, saying things they don’t truly mean,” Richard smiled, lowering his gaze.He found it ironic how their words were the opposite of what they felt. Richard wasn’t trying to be narrow-minded or accuse them, but the truth was, most of them were exactly like that.With all his interactions, Richard realized that people often say sweet things just to make small talk, not because they mean it. He was confident that only a few of them genuinely felt happy about their engagement, while the rest were merely attending because they had to, not wanting to miss out on the event.Most of them showed up only for their own business interests, as it was important for t
"Mr. Richard?" They all stared at Richard in shock, clearly panicking. "Wait, Mr. Richard, you misunderstood! This isn't what it looks like!" The woman tried to explain, waving her hands in frustration.Richard looked at them coldly as he strolled toward Rachel, standing by her side. His eyes fixed on them. "Which part did I misunderstand? I saw and heard everything clearly. You cornered her and tried to bully her all together."The woman waved her hands nervously and tried to approach Richard. "No, sir, that's not true. We weren’t doing that; we were just trying..." She glanced at her friends. We were trying to get some help," she said, then anxiously looked back at Richard. We were just worried about you.""Yes, sir, we’re afraid this woman is taking advantage of you. We didn’t want you to be disappointed or deceived by her," her friend chimed in, trying to explain and win Richard’s trust.They had no intention of apologizing for their behavior towards Rachel. Instead, they tried to
*Chapter 205** Richard's POV "What happened? Wasn't that Melody's voice?" Rachel turned to the side, scanning the area. The voice screamed loudly for help, and Richard, who heard it, quickly looked around to find the source. He glanced at Rachel, who was holding his hand. Their eyes met, and from her gaze, Richard understood that Rachel wanted him to check on Melody, who might be in danger. "I'll check on her," he nodded at Rachel, and the two of them ran toward the direction of the voice. They found Melody being forcefully grabbed by two men. The men were big and intimidating. Melody was struggling to free herself from their grasp. Seeing the situation, Rachel panicked, clearly worried about Melody being cornered by the two men. She pushed Richard forward. "Please do something! They might harm Melody." Nodding and patting Rachel's arm to reassure her, Richard stepped forward to confront the men. "What do you think you're doing to her?" He pulled Melody behind him, placi