His Precious Love novel Chapter 23

His Precious Love Chapter 23 Send Him To Jail

“Belle, why don’t you say anything? Hmm?” Jefferson smiled as an inexplicable glint fleeted across his eyes. He reached out and tried to grab Rayna’s arm once again.

However, this time, he could not do as he pleased.

A strong arm rested on Rayna’s shoulder as Curtis appeared beside her like a knight in shining armor to rescue her. In an impassive tone, he asked, “She’s my friend. What’s the matter?”

Curtis spared her a glance through the corner of his eyes. He could feel the woman trembling in fear.

Is she afraid of this man?

“Ah, Mr. Faymon,” Jefferson said. He recognized Curtis and adjusted his glasses in a graceful manner. “Pleasure to meet you. I’m Jefferson Hamilton.”

“The pleasure is mine,” Curtis replied. Since the man recognized him, Curtis shook his hand out of courtesy.

Jefferson looked at Rayna, who was staring blankly ahead, and said apologetically, “It’s been two or three years since I last saw Belle. I didn’t expect to bump into her here and wanted to greet her. It seems like I’ve startled her instead.”

Then, Jefferson asked how was Rayna related to Curtis.

Curtis knew that things must be complicated between the two. Just when he wanted to say something, Rayna clutched onto his sleeve tightly and looked at him in an almost pleading manner, and said in a shaky voice, “P-Please take me away…”

“I’m sorry. My friend is not feeling well.” At the thought that he needed Rayna’s help for the business negotiation and her fearful manner right then, Curtis took her right away.

Rayna felt as if her body had been drained of all energy. She was almost dragged away by Curtis. It was apparent that she was utterly terrified. Curtis saw that and carried her out of the revolving door of the hotel.

Jefferson stood grounded on the same spot in a genteel manner. There was still a hint of a smile on his face.

After two long years, he finally found her.

He was pleased to see the familiar fear, helplessness, and despair in her eyes. He enjoyed seeing her all weak and defenseless, so weak that she couldn’t even run away if she wanted to.

How interesting.

“Mr. Hamilton.” Jefferson’s female companion, who had been waiting for quite some time aside, approached him and circled her arms around Jefferson’s. At the sight of him still looking at the revolving door, she pouted her lips in displeasure.

In a jealous tone, she grumbled, “She’s just another pretty face. Why are you so hung up on her, Mr. Hamilton? Not only do I have a pretty face, but I also know how to make you happy in bed.”

“What did you say?” Jefferson turned around to glance at her and asked in a mild tone.

He appeared to have excellent conduct of himself. However, the fleeting viciousness in his eyes made the woman shudder as she instinctively retracted a few steps back. However, Jefferson reached out to forcefully pinch her chin.

She almost let out a scream.

“Who do you think you are? How dare you compare yourself to her?” Jefferson pressed down harder, almost crushing the woman’s chin. “Not only is she pretty, but she’s also a smart woman who is worth billions. You? You’re nothing but a dumb slut!”

The woman ran out of breath as her legs shook uncontrollably. “M-Mr. H-Hamilton…”

“Get the hell back to Spaunia. Do not show your face in front of me again,” Jefferson snapped as he pushed the woman away without sparing her another glance. He left the hotel, leaving the woman sprawled on the floor as she regretted her reckless remarks.

Oh, shit. I’m done for!

Meanwhile, Curtis carried Rayna to his car. However, she still appeared to be deep in shock—her shoulders were still trembling. He rubbed between his brows as he thought of what happened earlier.

One look at the man and Curtis knew that the man was either loaded, noble, or both.

Why would Rayna know someone like that?