Chapter 23
Richard’s point of view
“Hello mother,” I greeted the woman sat on a chair dressed in a black classy gown with her lips clothed in a red lipstick and a light makeup smeared on her face, and her hair up in a bun, she was engrossed in whatever she was doing on the laptop placed on the desk in front of her, as she clicked her surroundings away on the keyboard unaware that I was standing in her office.
I closed the door gently moving in further in a light steps while approaching her sluggishly. Getting to her front I removed my hand dipped in my pocket slamming the laptop closed and having an angered attention directed to me.
Seeing I did it her anger faded away, and was replaced with confusion. “What are you doing here Son?” Her soft voice came out asking.
“I need you to sh
