As the words were spoken, everyone on the phone and at the scene, except for Emily, fell stunned. Caroline, incredulous, turned to Ronald Richardson and stuttered, "You're a Richardson?" Ronald Richardson leaned back on the sofa, arms casually draped over the back, a picture of relaxed confidence. "Exactly," he said with an easy smile. With a swift motion, he pulled Emily to his side. "Why would she fancy your family's old geezer when she's got me as a boyfriend?" Emily couldn't help but shoot him a sideways glare, even as he put on an act. Caroline's spirit deflated. She looked from Ronald Richardson, tall, handsome, and clearly talented, to Emily, a young and beautiful lady. It made no sense for Emily to reject such a charming young man for an old man. But the anonymous email that had tipped her off, with its recordings and photos, was irrefutably real. Tho
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