Chapter 96

“You wanted to see me grandfather,” Richardson said after meeting with the man at the tennis court.

He had forgotten where he should meet him and after searching for him in the sitting room, he had found only Tom there who had directed him to the tennis court.

“Oh yes,” the old man smiled, pointing to a bench. “Let us sit here.”

“Sure,” Richardson agreed, settling into the bench.

“A beautiful morning, isn’t it?” Damien asked with great gusto. Richardson looked at the old man wondering what he was excited about.

“Yeah,” he replied.

He looked around to see the morning sun blazing in the sky and the rays brought a piercing headache to his head.

He was having a hangover from the loud music and the drinks he had had during the other night.

“Did you drink alcohol?” asked Damien who noticed his headache.

“No I did not,” he responded with a grimace. “I took an orange juice…”

“Which was laced with alcohol,” laughed Damien. He was having the time of his life taunting Richardson. “You should k
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