Mysterious Mr.Richard novel Chapter 92

"I haven't seen my sister be so generous before."

Ethan held the keys with two fingers, his words filled with jealousy. "When I was in college, I asked her for a house to move into. But she just gave me the apartment you are living in now. She's so stingy."

Looking at the key, Pearl felt dazzled. She immediately put the leather bag into Ethan's arms and said, "Give it back to Katherine. It's too much for me."

"It's okay. Keep it," Ethan calmly said, "The apartment you're living in now is way too small. Move to the villa with me."

"No, I can't do that."

"If you don't live there, I will," Ethan threw both keys into his pocket brusquely and said, "The apartment you are living in now is too small. But the villa is located very close to Bonny's school. Katherine chose this house because it's nearer to school as well as the hospital."

"No, we're fine."

"Don't refuse so quickly. There's another reason why you should move there with me."

"What?"

"To lower our enemy's guard."

Hearing this, Pearl was slightly stunned. 

A rare serious expression appeared on this playboy's face, and his eyes were a little cold. "No matter whether Adriana did it or not seven years ago, one thing is certain now. The accident definitely has something to do with Richard, not to say everything that happened to you after you returned here."

"So...?"

"So now, you have to completely dissociate yourself from him. While ensuring your own safety, you have to investigate the people around him, whether it's Adriana, Richard's mother, or anyone else. The accident shouldn't be that simple."

What Ethan had said made Pearl look more serious.

After calming down on that day, she also felt that what happened that year shouldn't just have related to Adriana only. She was unable to plan the whole thing perfectly.

Although it was only ten minutes' walk between the university and party hall, it was on the most bustling street. However, she did not see a single person on her way back to lab that night. Even outcasts.

Pearl couldn't figure it out in the past seven years.

The person who behind this couldn't just be a small fry like Adriana.

Thinking of this, she clenched her fists and said seriously, "Okay, I'll move in there."

...

At dusk, the sun was shining on the french windows. 

In the dining room, the servants served the last dish. Apart from the clinking of cups, there was no other sound in the dining room.

The three people sitting by the table were extremely quiet, whereas no one felt anything wrong. 

Mrs. Zellweger put down her cutlery and wiped the corners of her mouth slowly. The servant next to her quickly poured a cup of tea for her.

"At the end of this month, there will be a birthday party for Victoria Louise. I just received the invitation, but I'll be in Iverland at that time, so I can't attend. Take Adriana to the party, will you, Richard?"

"Oh, alright."

Adriana had seen Casper's temper before. It was just a courtesy for her to ask him if she should go. She actually didn't want to visit him at all. 

When she thought of Casper's gloomy eyes when she first met him, she felt all the hair on her body stand on end. 

After being silent for a while, Adriana asked carefully, "About the birthday party for Victoria Louise, you don't want to go, do you?"

Richard didn't like to attend any banquets. In his opinion, these were all unnecessary social events. It was rare for him to actually attend any banquets he'd been invited to.

"If you don't want to go, then forget about it. The doctor asked you to rest more. I'll prepare a gift and send it to them in our stead."

Originally, Richard didn't want to go. He'd only promised his mother because he didn't want to explain himself further. However, now that he saw Adriana being so considerate, he felt a little apologetic.

He held Adriana's hand and said calmly, "It's okay. You just need to prepare yourself and attend the party with me. Thanks for your hard work."

"It's not hard at all." Adriana let out a sigh of relief as she smiled gently. "Everything I do is not hard, nothing could be considered as hard."

Looking at her gentle and elegant face, Richard subconsciously compared her to another face for no reason. That face was beautiful, flamboyant, and independent, but the one in front of him was weak, gentle, and dependent.

Most men would be attracted to the first one, but no matter how gorgeous and independent the woman was, if she was a fickle lover, she would only be a snake.

It was enough to be bitten once. He would absolutely not forgive the venomous snake.

Thinking of this, Richard's face darkened, and his dark eyes became even more determined.