Chapter 88

• A hush abruptly fell over the boutique as Richard stepped in, and the air grew thick with the tension of unexpected recognition. The sugar daddy accompanying the mistress, turned his head to the entrance to know who had walked in—gasped loudly. His eyes went wide, darting between Richard and Amelia, who stood trembling near the back. The salespeople, too, seemed frozen in shock, their eyes wide and mouths slightly agape. Was this really happening, or were they dreaming?
• The mistress, with her obnoxiously loud lipstick and gaudy jewelry, didn’t seem to grasp the gravity of the situation at first. She sauntered over to Richard, a sly smile playing on her heavily made-up lips.
• “Richard?” The woman scoffed, disbelief evident in her voice. “You're here? For her?” She gestured dismissively towards Amelia, who stood frozen, her eyes wide with a mixture of relief and anxiety.