The bed was in a mess, and Rayna was sleeping soundly with the blanket wrapped tightly around her body. Curtis arched an eyebrow as he picked her up and carried her into the bathroom.
After being submerged in the bathtub for a bit, Rayna slowly opened her eyes and stared at him.
“Hey, Curtis…” she mumbled and wrapped her arms around him, giving him a kiss on the neck while nuzzling against his chest.
Curtis felt his heart soften up a little, but he pried her off and said coldly, “Bathe yourself!”
Rayna pressed her head firmly against his chest as she bragged, “Oh, come on! Do it for me! I got a perfect victory in the billiard room earlier! Aren’t you going to compliment me?”
While she spoke, she lifted her head and gazed at him glassy-eyed, arousing pity.
“Give me your hand,” Curtis said with an expressionless look on his face.
“Okay.” Rayna pouted as she let go of him and held out her arm. It was so thin and pale that it looked like it would snap if Curtis wasn’t careful with it.
Curtis’ face clouded over when he saw how skinny she was. Is Jefferson not feeding her right? Why is she so skinny?
Rayna simply sat there in complete silence while Curtis gave her a bath.
He was surprised that she was so well-behaved, but it wasn’t until he looked up at her face that he realized she had fallen asleep. Rayna looked rather innocent as she slept with her head tilted forward.
Curtis could only let out a helpless sigh as he continued bathing her. After that, he wrapped her up in a towel and carried her back into the bedroom.
He had just set her down on the bed when he heard a faint ringing coming from Rayna’s handbag.
He opened the handbag and retrieved her phone, which was still ringing and vibrating. However, the look on his face turned gloomy when he saw Jefferson’s name on the caller ID.
I can’t believe I came all the way here just to make myself suffer!
With that in mind, Curtis put on his coat and glanced at Rayna, who was fast asleep. He then placed a wad of cash on the nightstand and left the room.
It was already the next morning by the time Rayna woke up.
She sat upright in bed and tried to recall what happened last night.
Hmm… The bed feels cold, so Curtis must have left long ago. I wonder if he even slept here at all… Oh, no! Marcus hasn’t signed the document! I can’t believe I forgot about that!
Rayna then quickly jumped out of bed and searched for her dress, only to find out that it had been destroyed.
On a chair next to it was a set of clothes comprising a dark blue dress and a bra.
Haha! Not bad! At least he was kind enough to get me new clothes!
Rayna pursed her lips and smiled as she hurriedly got dressed. As she reached for her phone on the nightstand, she noticed the wad of cash that Curtis had left her.
Eight hundred and eighty-eight, huh? This reminds me of the first time we met at the Intercontinental… I left him exactly eight hundred and eighty-eight the next morning before running off.
While picking up the cash, Rayna saw that there was a note attached to it that read: Thank you for your services last night, Ms. Garland. Here’s your reward.
Rayna’s smile was frozen in place when she finished reading the note.
What the f*ck, Curtis? You’re freaking thirty! Why are you still so petty? No, I don’t have time to be thinking about this. I have more important things to do right now!
With that in mind, Rayna grabbed her stuff and called Jefferson while leaving the room.
“Belle?”
“Sorry, I think I might have botched the job. I was planning to keep an eye on Marcus last night, but I got so tired that I booked myself a room and went to bed. I slept right through your call, and it was already morning by the time I woke up. I’ll go see you and talk to your father,” Rayna said apologetically.
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