“Go upstairs. I’ve to talk to him about something.”
She tried pulling his hand away. “The two of you have nothing to talk about. Let go! We’ve broken up already. I’m begging you, leave me in peace, okay? I’ll let you have two of the babies.”
Curtis stood there quietly as she shook and scratched at him, not daring to move. He feared he would inadvertently hurt her and the children if he flew into a rage.
“Go upstairs, Rayna,” he said in an imposing tone, fixing his dark eyes on her. “I won’t hurt him. All I want is to have a chat. We’ll talk about us another time.”
She clenched her jaw, but before she could say anything, he added calmly, “I know about the bet between Jefferson and his brother. Don’t make me interfere.”
What the heck! How dare he threaten me?
Glowering at him, Rayna uttered angrily, “You b*stard! I won’t eat anything tonight, even if it means starving to death!”
With that, she spun on her heel in a huff.
Curtis pinched the space between his brows as a throbbing headache assailed him.
He waited until Rayna was inside the building before letting go of Jefferson. “Why don’t we find a place to have a drink and chat?”
Knowing he would not have a chance of getting into the condominium with Curtis there, Jefferson agreed dourly.
Curtis drove them to a club owned by Wyatt.
Upon noticing that Curtis had brought a guest, the waiter arranged the best private room for them. The waiter also served them wine as per Curtis’ preference.
Curtis picked up the wine bottle, poured some into a glass, and handed it to Jefferson.
“Mr. Faymon, I can’t believe you’d stoop so low that you’d even think of such a dirty trick as bride kidnapping,” Jefferson remarked with a sneer as he grabbed the wine glass from Curtis.
“Initially, I was supposed to head to Xyperia for a business trip on your wedding day. However, Jeremy called and said there was a problem with the labor suppressants Rayna was taking. I was just worried about her and the babies,” Curtis replied.
Fortunately, I answered that call and rushed to the church immediately to look for Rayna. Otherwise, there’s no way I would’ve found out that the children are mine and would regret it for the rest of my life.
Jefferson snorted. “You caused her younger brother’s death, then start feeling sorry for her after your break up? Mr. Faymon, what you’re doing is absolutely ridiculous.”
Curtis looked at him, his gaze suddenly piercing. “Even Rayna has no idea that her younger brother went to Yartran to kill Arnaud, so how is it that you know about it?”
“I’ve many informants in Yartran, so it’s hardly strange that I know about it.”
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