Chapter 74
"Mr. Peterson?"
"I have a sister. Her name is Isadora."
Richard's face dropped at that revelation. Since failing to contact Isadora and ask her out, he knew she was determined to cut ties with him. That was why he switched his attitude, vowing to make her pay.
"I'm not going to hit you, though. But you better know what you should do." Ryan patted Richard's cheek, jiggling his saggy muscles.
"Isn't she—"
"You don't need to know what the Whitmores think. All you have to remember is to get your perverted self away from her as long as I'm alive."
Richard's eyes darted around, seemingly coming to a new revelation. Who would've thought the innocent-looking Isadora was actually a slut who threw herself at Ryan?
"Got it?"
"I got it. I do." Richard smiled sheepishly, his forehead dripping with cold sweat. "Don't worry, Mr. Peterson. I'll be sure to satisfy your needs."
"Thanks for your cooperation then."
"No big deal. It's part of my job."
Ryan's appearance was expectedly useful. Imm

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