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Mr Noah could not grasp that why would his son blindly trust Sandro, who had already put him in trouble once before too. That’s what made the old butler, Noah question Richie’s mind, decision and sanity knowing that his son was a keen thinker and never took any decision rationally. “It means your wife-to-be could be in danger if she has been abducted. Do you understand this, son?” Richie lowered his head while thinking deeply for a brief moment. Shame reigned on his face which was evident from his flushed face and glued to the ground eyes. Mr Noah did not want to make his son guilty for trusting Sandro, instead he was hyper and boiling in ire because Richie did not believe in his fiance, Elle… the woman who was genuinely in love with him and had been a supportive pillar in his life after Mr Noah. Whereas Richie finally gained some strength to speak his mind since he could not do anything before his direction of thoughts was in the right way. “But how can you conclude that she could be the one in danger?” Richie finally started to speak upon Sandro’ infested hatred. Mr Noah already knew that his son was not such a heartless or dumb man, rather Sandro took the opportunity of his internal mess and tried to manipulate him. The old man shook his head and tried to negotiate with his son, who was totally reacting brashly and no less than a dumbass. He did not want Richie to lose a good woman just because he listened to anything said by Sandro. He had already suffered from his malice in the past, when they were teens Sandro took him out of the villa. Precisely they sneaked together while Richardson was lured out of the villa, Sandro took him to some creepy place where everything was negatively radiating. He practically tried to destroy Richie, who trusted Sandro like his own elder brother…. by introducing him to some drug lord. Luckily when Richie began to behave differently Mr Noah grasped the whole situation and Richie was sent to rehab center. He recovered in no time and the drug gang was caught by the cops, Sandro got out of the situation easily. The cops let him go because he was a kid and according to their theory he was too a victim of drugs. Sandro intentionally took a few mild substances which indicated and proved him to be a victim too, hence the cops left him alone. However the Russo family could have already made the news die down or possibly eradicated from the roots, but they wanted to seize the opportunity by raising an awareness about drugs, which also brought them sympathy from the common man who believed them and whatever they spouted. In the present moment Mr Noah sighed and rolled his eyes upon the sentence which came out of his son’s mouth. Hence he tried to make sure that Richie would understand what he had been missing in the whole situation. “Why aren’t you sure about this?” Mr Noah threw his question back at him, knowing that he needed to revive the worth and love of Elle in Richie’s heart. He hit the rod while it was hot and tried to bring up all the memories which Elle and Richardson spent together. “I… I don’t know,” Mr Noah tried to bring back all those good memories, while Richie’s words shook him badly. He did not imagine that his son would say something like that, for the first time in his life Richard was clueless. The man who had been witty, observant and always thought from his brain, now fell a prey to the manipulation. Richie spoke with his mind occupied as he could not think straight, let alone come up on one single theory. “She… I mean she could have run away with someone else too, no?” Richie spoke those words and as soon as they left his mouth, a loud and hard slap tainted his cheek red. Richard had never thought in his wildest dream that his own fatherly figure would doo something like that. After Mr Noah slapped him hard, the loud ringing sound in Richie’s head died down…. but the resonating sound of the slap slowly died. Mr Noah stared at him with horror and then at his own hands which dared to paint his cheek. Whereas Richie was blankly glancing at him as he held his cheek and then spoke with his voice in a low tone, since he needed to stay calm. “All I’m saying is… if she had been kidnapped then the kidnappers must and should have called me. No?” He spoke which could have been the possible truth, to him and to all other people outside. Richie did not wait for his reply since the situation had already gotten awkward, thus he dashed outside.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.