All Chapters of The Mind Reader: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

"So, what do you need from me?" Melissa asked "You knew something about Cassy's pregnancy during that time. Now tell us about it." Khali said right off the bat. Rye and Yachne shook their heads. The older woman and Melissa looked at each other. ****** "Cassy is pregnant, and Vincent is not the father. Sherlock is right." Yachne while driving. Khali didn't say anything. She just looked through the car window—Khali's thinking deep. "I'm puzzled. There are things we find out that we haven't planned. First of all, all we were after was who killed Brady, until we found out that Cassy didn't kill herself, Cassy's pregnant, but Vincent isn't the father. Then the question is, who murdered Brady and Cassy? Is that just one person or a different person? Who's the father of Cassy's child? How come Brady's involved? How do we know any quicker? Sherlock only gives us a clue. I feel he does not know what is happening. He is just aware of things. " Said Yachne "I'll take care of your question

Vincent turned to Rye. "Khali says you guys have been friends long," said Vincent. "That's right," said Rye. "I just thought Khali was very comfortable with you. She puts a great deal of faith in you. Have you ever had feelings for her?" said Vincent in earnest. Everyone had eyes on Rye and Khali. ****** Rye doesn't want to hurt Khali anymore, especially now that Vincent believes her notion that Khali loves him, but he also doesn't want to deny how he feels. If he says no, Khali is safe. What if he says yes? "Why do you want to know?" Chase asked They all looked at Chase, who was silent next to Violet. "Whatever Rye answers you, you won't be satisfied. Why is that? Because you know they're close. So don't ask such a stupid question that you can't be satisfied with the answer." Chase said disgustedly Vincent chuckled. "You're right." Chase glanced at Khali, and she smiled at Chase but ignored her. Khali felt Rye squeeze her shoulder. Khali looked at Rye. "Let us play now?

The following day, Khali and Rye woke first thing in the morning. They're happy to make breakfast. Vincent was on his way down the stairs when he heard both laughing. Vincent was not speaking immediately, neither of them noticing that he was standing there. Yachne emerged from the bathroom just in time and noticed Vincent standing at the kitchen door, looking at both. "Vince, good morning!" Yachne said he intentionally raised his voice to raise awareness of Rye and Khali. Rye and Khali turned around, and Khali went straight to Vincent. Khali was in both hands with Vincent. He smiled. "Have you slept well?" Khali's affection. Vincent must've been thinking when they turned around. They haven't noticed him. Vincent wrapped both arms around Khali's waist and brought her closer to his body as Rye saw it and clenched his fist. "Looks like I want to stay here another couple of days," said Vincent. Rye raised his eyebrows, and Yachne turned to Rye. "You're okay with it," murmured Yach

"Is everything okay?" asked Khali. "I'm okay, babe. I'm worried about you," says Vincent. So again, Vincent's background was what she heard. She heard a man speak. It's angry. "I'll call you later," Vincent replied. "Baby, I love you," Vincent says as though it's not supposed to be heard by someone with him. Then he just vanished off the line. ***** Inside the cinema, friends were seated next to each other. Khali couldn't focus on what she was watching. Rye noticed this and squeezed Khali's hand. "Are you okay?" Rye asked. "Huh?!" Khali asked softly She turned towards Rye, and the young man stared at her. "I'm watching." Said Khali "You're not." Said Rye. "I know you. Is it because of what happened earlier?" Khali nodded. "I feel Vincent's father had something to do with this." Rye never talked. He just listened to Khali. "I know it's wrong, but I feel sorry for Vincent. He has a sad life despite the wealth he has." Rye took one deep breath. That's what he says, sooner

While Khali and Vincent's maid were walking, Khali considered having a conversation. "Were you with them for quite a while, Susan?" Khali asked. Susan turned to Khali. "How did you come to know my name?" Khali smiled. "I just guess it. I'm quite good at guessing." "You can be a fortune teller, Ma'am," Susan giggled. "It's been a while, Ma'am. I'm close to the same age as Sir Vincent. I replaced my sick mom to work for them." "Oh, okay," said Khali. "What did you like about Sir Vincent, Ma'am?" asked Susan. Khali looked at Susan. "I'm sorry, ma'am," said Susan. She seemed embarrassed to ask questions out of the blue. "What made you ask?" Khali said, smiling. "Nothing, Ma'am," said Susan "He's damn good-looking. You can see how attractive your senorito is." Khali said, laughing. "Isn't he rude to you, ma'am?" said Susan. Khali shook her head. "Not really. He's nice to me. Why did you ask?" Susan turned around first. "You seem nice, Madame, don't report me to Sir Vincent. I'l