His Precious Love novel Chapter 235

Chapter 235 Curtis Is Angry
Rayna coughed. “Thank you, Mr. Faymon. I’ll transfer the money to you later.”
Silently, Curtis glanced at her.
“Where are you going, Mr. Faymon? Is it your office?” She didn’t think it would be appropriate to chase him away, considering he had helped her out big time and even waited for her. She obsequiously opened the door to the passenger seat for him.
“Yes.” As he spoke, he stepped into the vehicle.
“All right, then.” Rayna got into the car as well and drove him to Faymon Group.
On the way, Curtis received a call from the actress who had saved Rayna. “We managed to shake the reporters off, but when we tried to send the kid back home, we couldn’t find him.”
After he informed Rayna of the situation, she flashed a faint smile. “It’s fine. Carl is smart. He can find his way back.”
Curtis commented, “You seem to be very protective of him.”
Before he arrived in the parking lot, he had had a brief look at the situation. Back then, she had already been surrounded by reporters. He was intrigued to see her protecting the little boy as if she was afraid he would be spotted.
“Mm-hmm.” She glimpsed at the traffic light and turned her steering wheel. “He’s my friend’s son.”
“Which friend?”
“She lives in the same residential area as my mother. Didn’t I tell you that before?” As Rayna answered, she thought something was off and took a peek at him. “Are you running a background check right now, Mr. Faymon?”
“I just think you’re being too nice to others. In this day and age, kindness isn’t as valuable as it was in the past. There’s no guarantee you won’t get stabbed in the back.”
Rayna laughed. “Other people may stab me in the back, but not his father. I was even planning to form a good relationship with Carl so I can make his father owe me a favor!” Theodore is a man of his word. If I can make him owe me a favor, that’ll be great.
The look in Curtis’ eyes darkened. I’m so pissed off right now. Except for me, she’s always beaming when she talks about the men she knew, like Gabriel and that boy’s father!
With a sullen tone, he said, “You should mind yourself, Ms. Garland. His boy is already so old.”
“Why does it matter how old the boy is? What does that have anything to do with me?” Rayna was confused. “Don’t beat around the bush. I don’t like playing guessing games.”
“Give me his number.” He wanted to tell Carl’s father to take care of his own child.
“I don’t have it.” Even if she did have Jasmine’s number, she would not give it to him because she had promised Jasmine she wouldn’t tell anyone about the matter. “You’ll know it in the future.”
Curtis shifted his line of sight to her. “Do you really have to hide this from me, Ms. Garland?”
“I’m not. It’s just…” Hurriedly, she thought of what she could say without breaking her promise. “It’s better than having you scheming against me.”
The moment the last word left her mouth, she realized she had said the wrong thing.
While there wasn’t any change in his countenance, the atmosphere in the car abruptly became tense and uncomfortable. “Stop the car.”
“We haven’t reached Faymon Group yet.” Rayna gulped. “Once we—”
“Stop the car!” Curtis’ cold voice was brimming with fury. His sudden roar terrified her, prompting her to stop the car.
Before the vehicle even halted completely, he had already opened the door.
By the time Rayna looked at the passenger seat, it was already empty. Regret filled her heart. I didn’t mean it.
As she drove back to the office, she kept brooding about the moment Curtis left her car. The idea of apologizing to him through WhatsApp messages popped into her mind a handful of times, but she just couldn’t do it.
The sky darkened, and the employees left one by one.
Jessica sent Rayna a WhatsApp message, informing the latter she would be having dinner with Wyatt and that the latter did not have to prepare her dinner. Daily new chapters upload Only On Alaniniz(dot)com After staring at the pitch-black sky, Rayna packed her things and went to Linda’s home for dinner.
Meanwhile, Wyatt drove to Sand Dragon Club in a hurry upon finishing his work.
The moment he stepped into the building, he saw a dazzling, fair woman in a ginger-colored dress with a flawless, palm-sized face. There was a look of nervousness and shyness in her eyes.
“You’re so pretty, Jessie!” Immediately, he hugged Jessica and kissed her. “You’re even more beautiful without your glasses! You look like a goddess!”
“Oh, you.” Jessica lightly punched his chest. “Is this really okay? I heard Mr. Faymon is sending you to Yeringham to deal with something. If we go to your house for a meal right now, won’t—”
Wyatt chuckled. “It won’t because I’ve already taken care of the matter! My parents haven’t been back in a while. No matter how difficult things may get, I must bring you home for a meal.”
“How many girlfriends did you have before me?” Jessica fixed her sharp eyes on him. She looked as though she would strangle him to death if he didn’t tell her the truth.
“You’re my first! I swear!” It was true that she was the first woman he wanted to bring home.
Satisfied by his answer, she stopped questioning him further.
Wyatt drove the two of them to his home in his own car.
As he led Jessica into the building, he kept talking about how cheerful his parents were and that she should make herself at home.
“Mr. Lopez.” The old housekeeper who opened the door was shocked when she saw a young woman next to Wyatt. “Is she your friend, Mr. Lopez?”
“She’s my girlfriend!” Wyatt corrected.
“Hello,” Jessica quickly greeted.
“Nice to meet you.” Thinking that Jessica would be the future lady of the house, the housekeeper dared not treat the matter lightly. After she responded to Jessica, she led the couple into the house before notifying Pamela, Wyatt’s mother, of their arrival.
The majestic living room was decorated with famous paintings that were worth at least tens of millions.
As Jessica surveyed her surroundings anxiously, Wyatt suddenly patted her shoulder. She saw an elegant woman with very fair skin exiting the kitchen gracefully.
“Mom!” Wyatt gave the woman a big hug and beamed. “You don’t need to nag me this time since I’ve brought someone back with me!”
A moment later, he pushed Jessica toward Pamela. “This is Jessica Marsh, my girlfriend!”
“She seems obedient.” Pamela smiled as she gently and briefly studied Jessica. “Your dad’s in his study right now. Go and call him down for dinner.”
“All right. Have fun chatting with each other!” Wyatt promptly bolted up the stairs, leaving Jessica and Pamela alone in the living room.
Jessica was unsure where she should put her hands. She looked quite flustered. Pamela approached her and led her to the dining room. An extravagant dinner had already been served on the table.
“Jessica, right? Just relax and make yourself at home,” Pamela uttered softly. “Wyatt’s father and I tend to stay in Epea to take care of our business, so we don’t return often. I’ll leave Wyatt in your care.”
Jessica replied, “Don’t say that, Mrs. Lopez. He’s the one taking care of me.”
Pamela smiled. “Wyatt’s a bit mischievous, and he always has a hard time setting his mind on anything. You’re beautiful, well-mannered, and the first girl he has ever brought home.”
“Mm. He told me his parents have a great relationship with each other.” Jessica felt a bit embarrassed. “I feel a little bad for disturbing you all since it’s been a while since you and Mr. Lopez come back.”
“Nah, I’m glad that you’re here.” Clasping her hand, Pamela asked, “Can I ask you what your parents do for a living, Jessica? It’s fine if you don’t want to tell me.”
When Jessica answered the question truthfully, a look of dissatisfaction flashed past the older woman’s eyes even though her expression remained unchanged.
The Lopez family was a prominent family, and Wyatt was their only child. Naturally, his parents had high hopes for him. To Pamela, Jessica’s background wasn’t good enough for the Lopez family.