Rayna was completely drenched.
She remained kneeling in front of the door as if the owner of the house would miraculously open the door if she continued to stare at it.
Suddenly, footsteps sounded, and Rayna could see a figure approaching from the corner of her eye.
“Ms. Garland, it’s raining so heavily. You are going to fall sick if you continue kneeling here,” Wendella, who was holding an umbrella, said in a pitiful tone as she looked at Rayna. “Do you need my help?”
Wendella?
Rayna took a glance at the woman before lowering her head again.
She clenched her fists tightly as she felt like she had been stabbed in the heart.
“That won’t be necessary.”
Without asking further questions, Wendella left after hearing that and walked up the stairs.
Rayna tried not to let her thoughts wander and feign nonchalance, but when she heard the sound of woman’s high heels clicking as she walked, she could not help but look up.
She saw Wendella closing her umbrella before pressing the doorbell.
Please don’t open!
Rayna was clenching her fists so hard that her nails dug into her flesh, but she did not seem to feel any pain. Although her vision was blurred due to the rain, she could see a tall silhouette opening the door and standing in front of Wendella.
When Curtis saw Wendella, he frowned. After saying a few words to her, he opened the door wider for her to enter.
Rayna watched as Wendella stepped into the house. The man did not take a single glance in her direction before he closed the door heartlessly. A chill ran down Rayna’s spine. At that moment, all she could feel was the cold wind blowing mercilessly against her.
She was on the verge of collapsing as she pressed her lips together and tasted the salty rainwater.
“Why am I so silly…”
After Wendella entered the house, she noticed a pair of a woman’s slippers near the entrance, and her gaze darkened. However, her expression went back to normal very quickly.
When she was about to bend down and remove her high heels, Curtis said, “There’s no need to take off your shoes. Just come in.” Taking a pause, he shot a glance at her and continued placidly, “There are no rules that you have to follow here.”
Wendella froze for a moment before humming in response.
She walked into the house barefooted and saw Curtis brewing coffee. Staring at his broad shoulders and tall figure, the woman felt her heart skip a beat.
Who wouldn’t fall for a powerful, talented and mature man like him?
Wendella quickly shook off her inappropriate thoughts and approached Curtis. Leaning against the bar counter, she asked, “Why are you back so soon? I thought you needed some time to settle Mr. Xavier’s matters.”
“My company needs me.”
“I can help you, Curtis.” Wendella fixed her scorching gaze on the man’s slender finders.
Curtis let out a slight chuckle before rejecting the woman’s offer. “It’s a waste of talent for you to work for me. With your abilities, you have a very bright future ahead of you.”
Wendella replied calmly, “A capable person would be able to succeed anywhere she goes. I don’t really care much about the company I work for. What’s important to me is that I get to help the person I like.”
Without replying, Curtis turned around and passed her a cup of freshly brewed coffee.
“Thank you,” Wendella said impassively and took over the coffee mug. Then, she brought the cup to her nose and sniffed the aroma of the coffee before saying, “Are these arabica beans? The coffee tastes really smooth.”
The man lowered his eyes and glanced at his own cup of coffee.
Rayna had bought a few different varieties of coffee beans when she came over to use the coffee machine previously.
Curtis felt a flicker of frustration when he was reminded of the stubborn woman who was still out there kneeling in the rain. “Yup. Drink more if you like it. Since you’re here, there’s something I want to talk to you about.”
Wendella’s heart did a double somersault when she noticed the man’s cold expression.
After the two of them sat down in the living room, Curtis took out a document and handed it to Wendella.
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