Chapter 167. Helpless

Seeing Rodney leave, Riya bought the honeysuckle she was looking for and left the pharmacy too. On the way back, she called her son. “Clem, are you sure he doesn’t find anything suspicious?”

“Don’t worry. We aren’t related in any way. There’s no possibility that he’d put the two of us together,” Clem answered.

After hearing that, Riya felt much relieved. The only people who knew that Clem was her son were Shannon and herself.

As a matter of fact, both Shannon and she were from the same village. Back then, Riya herself was also from Parkview Street. Moreover, she was only a few years older than Shannon; thus, it made sense if they were friends.

There were all sorts of people who lived in Parkview Street. People who were born there found it hard to escape the clutches of it. Riya’s family wasn’t rich, so naturally, her childhood wasn’t an easy one. Their family earned a living by setting up a food stall by the roadside. They would wake up in the wee hours of th