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Chapter 22
Chapter 22
The Arnold carriage rode to a stop in the front of Liverbert home, the rain was pouring heavily and lady Arnold was briskly protesting about the fact that Richard had blatantly denied her a stop at the inn even though it was raining heavily outside.
"Wait for me here," Richard said to his mother.
"Where are you going in the rain?" she queried.
"you should allow the footman to do his Job" she added holding him back.
" There's little time to consider that to consider that Mother," Richard said before unlocking the door and barreling right into the terrace of the house. The door swung opened even before he knocked but he didn't find anyone there.
"Hello Sir" he heard from below. He looks down to see a red-haired boy of about 9 years watching him with keen eyes.
" I... I presume this is the home of the Ba
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