Hugo Camrey's face turned pale, "Damn it, damn it... Richelle, don't scare me! That's someone who's been dead for years... You can't joke about this!"
Richelle Dunn stood up and reached out her hand towards him.
"Hugo, don't worry, I'm not dead, I'm alive and well!"
Hugo trembled as he touched her outstretched hand.
It was warm!
He pulled back his hand and vigorously rubbed his face before looking at Richelle Dunn again.
"Richelle, what's going on?"
Like Richelle Dunn, in the past few years, Hugo Camrey had never tried to dig into her background.
He had always assumed that she was a local South Asian.
Although he had never heard her mention her family, her cheerful and optimistic personality led them to believe she was a happy girl from a privileged background with a good education and a smooth life.
Richelle Dunn sat back down, her face still calm, but her beautiful eyes were tinged with a hint of sadness.
