Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

Wanting to help wipe away her tears but afraid of dirtying his hand, he wanted to kiss her but remembered he had just been eating.

Finally, he pulled a paper towel and wiped her tears dry.

Richelle Dunn leaned on him for a while before sitting up with her hands on his chest.

“I’m fine. I’m just a little overwhelmed by such good news.”

Roy still held her, rubbing her head with his chin.

“Truth will come out, and justice will be served eventually. The Dunns can’t escape their fate. Your parents’ injustice will definitely be redressed.”

…

Richelle remained concerned about Jayden Dunn’s situation.

So, she specially arranged her work, informed Roy, and then, accompanied by Nathan Caroule and two bodyguards, took a private plane to Lordon the next day at noon.

The Dunns’ butler, seeing that it was Richelle, was frightened and tried to stop her. But behind her was Mr. Jarvis, the head of the police station in Lordon.

“We’re here to visit Mr. Dunn!”

Mr. Jarvis said it was a visit.

But how could the butler stop them? He let them in, then made the excuse of preparing tea and hurriedly called Harris Dunn in the kitchen.

“Young Master, something terrible has happened. Miss Richelle and Mr. Jarvis came to our house saying they want to visit the master. I can’t stop them. Hurry up and come over!”

Harris Dunn cursed him as useless before sternly saying,

“Try your best to stall them, I’ll be back soon!”

The butler forced a laugh, “Young Master, how could I stall them?”

“You must stall them even if you can’t!”

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

The butler, trembling, brought out the tea, but the living room was empty.

Then, he heard some noises coming from upstairs. He hurriedly put down the tea and ran up to the second floor, only to see the door of Richelle’s room wide open.

He rushed over to find Richelle, Mr. Jarvis, Nathan, and a few bodyguards standing in the empty room.

“Joshua, was my bedroom cleared out after I was declared dead?”

Richelle asked calmly, but Joshua shivered and couldn’t help giving a respectful reply.

“Yes, Ms. Richelle…”

His heart pounded.

This Miss Richelle hadn’t been so terrifying before!

How come now, her words and gaze seemed to carry sharp arrows?

Richelle sneered, “You are quite efficient, seizing my family’s company, swallowing all my parents’ property, and now even completely clearing out my last room.”

“Your Master and Mistress are utterly ruthless!”

Joshua dared not say a word.

Richelle glanced at him and waved her hand.

“Joshua, go busy yourself. This is my home after all. It has been years since I last returned, and I wish to stay alone for a while.”

Joshua hesitated, “But…”

He knew what the Dunns had done to Richelle and was sure she had ill intentions coming here.

But Richelle hadn’t come alone. In addition to Mr. Jarvis, there were special assistants from the Lewis Group and bodyguards from the Lewis family.

Joshua didn’t dare to provoke any of them.

“Alright, don’t worry about it. If you don’t trust me, don’t you trust Mr. Jarvis?”

Joshua didn’t trust them, but he also couldn’t bring himself to challenge these experts gathered here.

So, he reluctantly left the room.

“Young Master, Miss Richelle asked to stay for a while in her old room, but it’s empty now. I don’t know what’s so good to stay there.”

Harris Dunn replied, “Keep her there for now. It’s better than having her running around.”

Joshua agreed, arranged for several servants to clean upstairs, and instructed them to report any anomalies to him immediately.

After arranging everything, Joshua hastily toured the house under Harris’s orders.

He quickly tidied up some items he thought were inappropriate.

Although this action was essentially useless, it still felt better to have done something.

Joshua had served the Dunns for over thirty years, so he was well aware of their affairs.

For the past six months, he had watched as the Dunns fell apart one by one.

From the young lady to the madam, and now to the master, no one had a good outcome.

He knew this was retribution.

Harris Dunn returned in less than twenty minutes and immediately asked upon entering,

“Where is she?”

Joshua pointed upstairs, “Still in Miss Richelle’s room!”

Harris couldn’t help but frown, “There’s nothing left in that room, what could she possibly be doing in there, turning somersaults?”

Joshua shook his head, “I don’t know. The workers are cleaning upstairs. They just heard talking, nothing else.”

As a highly suspicious person, the more Harris heard, the more he doubted.

Joshua offered him a cup of tea but was ignored, as Harris went straight upstairs.

The door to Richelle’s room was tightly closed. Harris stood at the door for more than half a minute, listening. He could faintly hear voices inside, but nothing else.

He knocked on the door and then pushed it open to enter.