CHAPTER 82

THE FACE OF INNOCENCE

It was a bright Thursday morning, just like other days. Richard sat in the study, his hands rested on the table, his face cringed in an unreadable expression. It was past 10 o'clock in the morning, and he's still at home. Unlike other working days, he always leaves for office before 8 o'clock. He was so lost in thoughts that he didn't even notice that Debby had been standing beside him for almost five minutes.

The truth is, the last few days have been hell for him. He had been having a series of meetings with the clients that their goods were involved in...