Angela's POV: The driver led me into the living room, and I stopped and asked him, "Hello, excuse me. Who owns this house?" "Master Richard," he replied tensely. As I looked into the living room where Richard strode toward the stairs, I saw him glaring at the driver with bloodshot eyes. "Get out, Derek!" Richard barked, and the driver quickly fled. I gritted my teeth, wondering how I had ended up with my elder sister's boyfriend. "Master Richard, please, let me go home," I pleaded, trying to negotiate with him. I knew it was futile negotiating with this cold-hearted man, and I blamed myself for accompanying Isabella to his birthday party. "Don't call me that," Richard grunted as he glared at me too. "Huh, what do I call you then? My sister's boyfriend?" I asked him, and his eyes narrowed. Richard came downstairs and strode toward me. The next moment, he stood in front of me, and his firm hands clasped around my neck. "You are so stubborn, unlike the calm kitten I saw at my
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