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THE RICHMAN (English Version)

Christabell, that is my name. I was born to a woman who even until now I did not know her. I grew up in an orphanage and devote myself to helping nursing mothers to take care of the other kids until I was twenty years old. That day a woman came and offered a promising job. Among the few girls there she chose me and I could not refuse to go with her. And since then my life has changed. Here, in the agency, I wear beautiful clothes, fancy jewelry and I can even wear all the items from famous brands in every look I have. Not to dance, or sing, but to give sexual satisfaction to a man who pay the price. I was stranded in an agency where I was sold as a prostitute, A horrible thing that I never imagined. But in my first debut, a man came and paid a million dollars to have sex with me. What a crazy man. He won the auction and he took me to the VVIP room because of the fantastic amount of money he paid. But strangely he did not touch me at all until his time was up. And when he left, I only realized if he had just stolen my heart. The man who called RICHMAN *** Their love story begins with a fantastic auction price won by Richard for a night's satisfaction with the innocent girl. And the next story will make the reader feel like being taken in a rolercoaster because the love journey between Christabell and Richard is not easy.

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The Richman - Death

Arriving at the hospital, Christabell rushed to the reception desk to check if Richard's name was on the list of names for new patients at the hospital, victims of an accident a few hours ago.

"Good night." Christabell carried Adrianna and asked hastily with a pale face and trembling hands.

"Good evening, is there anything we can help you with, madam?" Aksed the hospital's receptionist.

"Is there a patient on behalf of Richard Anthony? The victim of an accident a few hours ago." Christabell said.

The receptionist checked the list of patient names. "Wait a moment." He seemed to be observing the monitor screen in front of her while continuing to search. Several times she tried to communicate with her other colleagues and could not find the name.

"I can't found the name in the list of patients in the hospital, madam." The receptionist replied.

Zoey who was standing nearby reassured. "We received a call from the hospital."