His Precious Love novel Chapter 105

Chapter 105 Did She Lose Her Mind

Right then, the elevator doors opened, and the moment Rayna lost her support, she fell backward.

Curtis reached out to grab her.

The man’s fingertips were cold. When he pulled her back into the elevator and allowed her to regain her balance, he considerately let go of her. The entire moment lasted no more than ten seconds.

Still, Rayna had yet to come back to her senses.

After pressing the elevator button, Curtis said, “Ms. Garland, take this as a favor for your supervisor. You said you didn’t believe that your supervisor died in an accident, so bring justice to him.”

I knew it!

Curtis’ words affirmed Rayna’s suspicion. Jonathan was a careful man, so she could not wrap her mind around how he could possibly get a heart attack just because he stayed up late for a few nights.

“Mr. Faymon, you know something, don’t you?” Rayna turned to him.

“My knowledge does not mean I have the capability to resolve this,” Curtis told her, the look in his eyes icy. “I’m sure you know what situation Faymon Group is now in after encountering those incidents in Tyrandas.”

Rayna tightened her fists.

Everyone wanted the large cake named Faymon Group. Furthermore, Curtis was not the biological son of the Faymon family, so the civil war within Faymon Group was even more intense than usual. In the end, the one who ended up exhausted was Curtis.

Rayna then glanced at the man for a little longer. From her angle, she could only see his side profile, as well as how tensed and stone-hearted he was. Somehow, a wave of pity swelled in her heart.

No matter how impressive he is, he’s just a man; he’s no God.

After taking in a deep breath, Rayna quietly said, “All right. I’ll take on this position. I’m not doing this for you or Faymon Group, but Mr. Lawson took good care of me in the past. He was my teacher, and I want to bring justice to him.”

Curtis’ lips curled into a vague semblance of a smile at that.

The elevator soon arrived on the translation department’s floor. When the doors opened, Curtis reached out to Rayna. For a moment, Rayna was distracted by his bony, slender fingers. “Ms. Garland, I look forward to working with you.”

“All right.”

Rayna remained standing by the doorway until the elevator doors closed, her hand he grabbed still warm.

It felt as though Curtis had become far more restrained and considerate after coming back from Tyrandas—like they were strangers. At that very moment, she felt the urge to see the drunk Curtis in the village back then again.

He had been gentle and nice, and he even called her “Sweetheart” in a magnetic voice.

It was a passing thought, but Rayna was shocked by it. Not only did her ears turn red, but a look of embarrassment appeared on her face as well.

Did I lose my mind? Why am I thinking about this? It’s nothing strange for Uncle Curtis to act like a stranger. We weren’t close from the start, anyway.

When Rayna stepped into the translation department, her coworkers swiftly crowded her. They bombarded her with exclamations and questions, and it seemed like they had already found out about the topic for the earlier meeting.

I’ve been honored to receive Mr. Faymon’s trust and have been transferred to the new Department of Regulators,” Rayna told them with a smile. “Nevertheless, we’re all part of Faymon Group, and we’re still coworkers. I’ll come back to visit the translation department whenever I’m free.”

“Rayna, did Mr. Faymon really allow you to pick your own people? Can you pick from our translation department?”

Department of Regulators was akin to Mr. Faymon’s right-hand man, and those who worked in the department would be allowed into any of the departments within Faymon Group. Not even the department managers were allowed to stop them from entering. It was a wondrous role.

“Yes, but the secretarial department will be giving me a list,” Rayna said. “So, at the end of the day, Mr. Faymon’s still the one to pick who works in the department.”

The others were disappointed to hear that.