CHAPTER 142RICHARD'S POVThe car finally stopped in front of the building, I slipped my phone back into my pocket and alighted from the car, I stepped on the marble floor before proceeding to the door.Lenora must have missed me, I walked in the direction of her room feeling a bit bad, I had felt a bit bad though, I had promised to stay with her the whole day but I got an urgent call that required me to leave the house instantly.Feeling a bit hot, I decided to head to my room first, I walked directly into the bathroom and took a cold bath. Getting back to the room, I changed to a more free wear before getting out of my room and heading to Lenora’s room.I made an apologetic expression the moment I got to her door but I was stopped by Yara who was smiling all over.“You are here for Ma’am?” She inquired and I nodded slightly.“What about her?” I raised my brow slightlyI had been expecting to meet her, probably on the balcony outside or inside the living room but I was a bit surprise

CHAPTER 144Lenora's Pov:My life so far has been really surprising, I kept finding myself at the least expected places. I never imagined I would find myself at a different house calling the mother of the house, my mom.I washed the cabbages with a big smile on my face.“You aren’t done with that yet? Are you thinking of Richard again?” I was teased by my Grandmother again, my real grandma.I instantly smiled hearing her voice.“Mom, you should tell her to stop involving Richard every time.” I pouted childishly, turning to the woman who was smiling the whole time.At this rate, I don’t think we are going to eat our breakfast at the appropriate time. I had decided to spend little time with my newfound family, Richard agreed to it and that was why I had come to spend the weekend with them, I must confirm that it was filled with love and happiness.After taking most of our time In the kitchen, we finally set up a dining table and sat around it to have our breakfast.Being an only child,

Epilogue Richard's POVThinking that meeting Lenora when we were little was the most surprising thing ever, I was so wrong. This, that I am seeing right now in front of me, was worse. I was sitting in a chair not to make myself comfortable but because my legs couldn't carry my weight as I was experiencing the shock of my life. “Remo?” Tears welled up in my eyes as my heart shattered over and over again. This has to be a dream, this cannot be true. My best friend is the mastermind behind everything that has been going on.How can I explain to anyone who knows the both of us that Remo is the spy, the betrayal in my life? What did I ever do to deserve this from him? What's my offense? Since when has this been happening? Questions kept ringing in my heart as I stared at the man tied to the chair. His feet and hands were tied up but his eyes stared right back at me. Blood was dripping down his dangerous-looking face, He had been tortured by the men, until he confessed to his crimes.