The Rise Of The Betrayed Heir

Chapter fifteen

Regina was in her room, pacing around as she placed her index finger on her lower teeth, biting it a little, and thinking of exactly what to do.

“I guess I have no choice than to see that son of a bitch!” I uttered sharply under my breath.

Immediately, she wore something more comfortable, and that could aid her to be really fast when she had to, then she hurriedly stepped out of her room.

“Where are you heading to?” Her mother asked, looking curious.

But Regina was in no mood to answer her question, so she dashed out of the house.

“Taxi!” She voiced out as she waved her hand to get the attention of the taxi driver.

As the cab got closer to her, she got in and gave him the address to the station.

“Would you like me to entertain you with a song?” he offered, with a smile that she could see, from the front mirror.

“There’s no need. Just…speed up, please.” Regina urged him, and looked out the window, feeling restless.

Regina didn’t need anyone to tell her the kind of person Richmond could