Chapter 93

Emily stood by the door of the kitchen, peeking into the living room and trying to catch a glimpse of what was going on.

She observed how clingy Barbara became, and she needed no one to tell her that they were in the eyes of the public and had to act cozy and sweet.

Emily let out a loud hiss and focused her gaze on Richard, who was clearly uncomfortable but covered up with a pretentious smile.

He never smiled at Barbara, and Emily could swear that the only time he smiled sincerely was when he was together with her.

“Mr. Richard. I’m sure your wife informed you of our visit and the rumors that were starting to circulate about you having an affair”, a young journalist asked Richard, who squeezed his face into a frown.

“I’m not aware”.

Richard was uninterested in whatever it was they planned to do. Barbara was responsible for it and as long as he was concerned, it was fake.

“Why are you people even here?” Richard suddenly asked as he sat up and stared at them intently.

Their eyes opened