Chapter 137: Were the maids arranged by William?

Richard's POV

Olivia stomped upstairs, and just like that, the noise was gone. I let out a slow breath — God, those two were exhausting.

I sank back into the armchair, suddenly aware of how heavy my own limbs felt.

I miss Bella.

I checked my phone. 9:42.

*If she's not back by ten, I'm going...

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