Chapter 71
Ace
“Where’s Ariella?” I asked, leaning back in my seat. Richard took a puff of his cigar, glancing around.
“She’s probably in her room, sleeping. Are you here to see her? Maybe to apologize?” He relaxed, crossing one leg over the other, acting as if he owned the world.
But I was here to show him he was just an ordinary man. I was here to break him until he confessed his crimes. He was either going to jail or the grave; there was no in-between.
“Is everything alright?” he asked. I realized I was tense, my hands gripping the armrests so tightly my knuckles had turned white.
I relaxed and smiled. “You’ve got it wrong. There’s no need for an apology when I did nothing wrong. These are just some gifts from my mom to compensate for the inconvenience at our party. She’s a great
