Chapter 510

There was no telling how long it had been since Ricky visited a hairdresser—his hair was long and unkempt like a bird's nest, and there was uneven stubble growing over his chin. Grooming was even more out of the question, and he looked just like a homeless bum. "Don't go." His head seemed to have cleared considerably, and came running to stop Irene. "I need you. It's about Lulu." "Okay, I'll wait." Irene paused, held his gaze for a moment, and spoke. Ricky nodded, and promptly ran into his house, taking a bath and even shaving. Irene did not get impatient either, but standing when heavily pregnant was taxing, and her legs were getting swollen. Sensing her discomfort, Isaac placed a supporting hand over her back. "We can wait in the car." "Okay." Over an hour passed—it was quite some time, but Ricky was a different man when he came out. There was not even a whiff of alcohol from his body, only the faint fresh scent of soap. The mansion was only stinking of alcohol because i