Rich Radiant and Over Him (Alicia and Vincent) novel Chapter 253

“We’re heading back to Harboridge City,” Tyrone said quietly. He couldn’t figure out why Yvonne cared so much about Alicia—was it because she liked her?

“Alright, perfect. I actually have some things to handle in Harboridge myself. I’ll drop by to see Alicia this afternoon.” Yvonne didn’t want to say more. She hung up in a rush.

Ever since she’d heard that Alicia had been pushed down the stairs, Yvonne had been fuming. She’d immediately called Chester to find out what happened—and learned it was Melanie, that brat, who did it.

Melanie must have acted for Serena’s sake.

When Yvonne found out Tyrone had had Serena committed to a psychiatric hospital, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

…

“Yvonne?” Alicia’s voice was tentative.

Tyrone nodded. “Yeah, she likes you a lot. She sounds really concerned.”

Alicia gave a small nod. “I like her too.”

A rare smile flickered across Tyrone’s face. “The more people who care about you, the more people there are to protect you.”

“Tyrone!” The moment they stepped out of the airport, Nicole dashed over, clutching a bouquet of flowers and beaming with anticipation.

Clearly, she knew about Alicia’s miscarriage and thought this might be her chance.

With school out for summer break, Nicole had been brought back to Harboridge by Clayton. She’d obviously been waiting for Tyrone to return.

Tyrone’s expression darkened. He sidestepped Nicole’s eager approach, ignoring her completely.

“Mr. Lynch, Miss Shelton,” Clayton greeted them politely, gesturing toward the car parked at the curb. “Maddox sent us to pick you up.”

“Clayton, I don’t want her in my car! Don’t let her get in!” Nicole snapped, playing the spoiled heiress as she ordered Clayton around.

Clayton, as always, remained impassive—a calm, almost otherworldly presence in his tailored suit. There was something about him that made Alicia involuntarily steal a few extra glances every time they met.

Clayton’s eyes darkened. “Murder is illegal.”

“Useless,” Nicole spat, then climbed into the car herself.

Lately, whenever she was in a foul mood, Nicole took it out on Clayton. Jade didn’t care for him either—she fueled Nicole’s cruelty just to make his life harder.

Still, Clayton’s patience seemed limitless. He played along with Nicole and Jade, all the while quietly searching for the real Nicole.

Before getting into the car, Clayton glanced in the direction where Alicia and Tyrone had gone.

He couldn’t say why, but every time he saw Alicia, a strange feeling tugged at him.

And there was no denying it—Alicia looked an awful lot like Reginald’s late wife.

Could it be possible? Could Alicia actually be Nicole?