Chapter 182

• RICHARD’S POV
• I arrived at Chairman Dennis’s grand mansion, flowers in one hand and a fancy gift box in the other. I took a deep breath, trying to push down the nerves gnawing at my stomach. For some reason, facing the chairman was more nerve-wracking than going up against those thugs.
• The butler let me in, and I was immediately hit with the smell of rich mahogany and fresh lilies. The place screamed wealth, but not in an obnoxious way—more like an old-money vibe. I followed the butler down the hall, my shoes sinking into the plush carpet.