Richmond POV
I stood outside the mansion on Maplewood Street, adjusting my simple blue work shirt and dark pants. I had deliberately chosen the most ordinary clothes I could find in my closet because I needed to blend in, to not overwhelm this woman with my wealth and status. If she really was the girl who had saved me fifteen years ago, I wanted her to like me for who I was as a person, not what I owned.
Taking a deep breath, I pressed the doorbell and waited. Through the large windows, I could see people moving around inside, and I could hear shouting and what sounded like arguing. Something was definitely wrong in there.
When the door opened, I was greeted by the sight of complete chaos. The beautiful woman from the real estate office stood there looking absolutely stunning, but beh
