Chapter 331: Chapter 331

Chapter 331 Worried Something Would Befall Her Curtis had imagined dozens of plights Rayna could have encountered, but never did it occur to him that she came to Hallsbay to look for Jefferson. Worse still, she broke up with him directly without telling him the reason.

Cillian inched a few steps to the side, quaking like a leaf.

I’ve worked for him for a long time, but this is the first time I’m seeing him so... manic. I hope he doesn’t go off the deep end.

Noticing that the situation wasn’t right, the doctor vaguely murmured a few words to Curtis before taking off.

Curtis and Cillian remained rooted to the spot.

Right then, they were in a hospital corridor with patients coming and going. Curtis was tall and had striking looks, so those walking past even thought that a celebrity was there to film a movie and glanced in their direction every so often.

After standing there for a while, Cillian could no longer take it. Biting the bullet, he uttered, “Just say the word if you need me to do anything, Mr. Faymon. Let’s not stand here for eternity.”

Curtis swung his eyes at the man, his gaze sharp and shrewd.

At once, Cillian stiffened.

“Cillian, when I asked you to lend me your phone back then, you were extraordinarily nervous. Besides, there was a glint of guilt in your eyes,” Curtis enunciated in a deep voice that carried a sense of oppression.

Crap! He has got keen eyes!

“R-Really? Haha, I was merely afraid that you’d flip through my WhatsApp and all. I’ve got persecutory delusion,” Cillian fibbed uneasily, trying to cover up his guilt.

Hearing that, Curtis snorted a bark of laughter. “Why didn’t I know about that when I’ve been your boss for so long?”

“It’s a recent development.”

“Do you know something?”

Haunted by guilt once more, Cillian sounded unconfident as he denied, “No.”

Not bothering to yak with him, Curtis unlocked the phone and rang Wyatt up. “Wyatt, help me check this phone’s call history, then go into TXJ Corporation and see whether you can obtain the recording of every call received.”

“I’ll talk, Mr. Faymon! I’ll talk!” Cillian promptly raised his hand in surrender.

D*mn it! I almost forgot that Faymon Group has a collaboration with TXJ Corporation, thus possessing much authority over it. If Wyatt really gets into the system and procures the call recordings, I’ll truly be dead!

Under Curtis’ piercing gaze, he gulped before continuing weakly, “Ja... Ah, I mean, Ms. Garland phoned me, but I kept it from you, Mr. Faymon. I’m sorry.”

“Why did she call you?”

Cillian quickly arranged his words in his mind. “She... She was seemingly crying. She told me she was going away to do something, asking me to take good care of you and Roxanne, Mr. Faymon.”

Curtis scanned every inch of the man’s face, seemingly trying to determine the veracity of his words.

“Did she say where she was going?” Irritation flooded him after he had searched for such a long time, only to learn that Rayna was with Jefferson. He yanked at the constrictive buttons of his shirt, revealing his collarbone slightly.

Throughout it all, he radiated a burst of coldness that kept others away from him.

In response, Cillian shook his head.

Ultimately, that was a lie he made up, and he had no idea where Rayna would go either.

His gaze darkening a shade, Curtis demanded, “Did you go to James after returning from Yeringham?”

Cillian tried his best to remain unfazed, but his eyelids quivered. Oh my goodness, he’s really terrifying! I didn’t say anything, but he surmised my past whereabouts to a tee!

“From the looks of you, that must be the case.” Sneering, Curtis strode out on his long legs. daily new chapters upload only on alaniniz(dot)com While doing so, he searched for James’ contact from Cillian’s phone.

Cillian hurriedly chased after the man, silently offering a prayer for James.

Sorry, Rayna and James. Mr. Faymon was too powerful, and I wasn’t his match at all!

As soon as the call was connected, Curtis questioned, “Where did your sister go?”

Upon hearing his voice, James reckoned that he must have gotten to the bottom of things and didn’t bother keeping anything from him. “She has gone abroad on a cruise ship an hour ago. I bought them the tickets.”

“She’s with Jefferson?”

“Yes,” James admitted. Then, he added, “Don’t waste your resources to investigate. They’re using fake identities, and several ships left within that hour, so your men wouldn’t be able to find them.”

“I want to know the reason.” Curtis’ voice was cold and low.

He believed that there was nothing between Rayna and Jefferson, but the fact that she suddenly broke up with him and took a cruise abroad with Jefferson had anxiety inundate him.

He was only worried that something would befall her.

“Mr. Faymon, you’ve already broken up with my sister.” Pausing for a brief second, James went on, “It isn’t necessary for her to tell you whatever it is she wants to do. That aside, I don’t know either.”

Following that, Curtis snorted coldly. “You wouldn’t have said that if it’s true. Anyway, I won’t coerce you further. So be it since she wants to go abroad so much. She’ll make a call back sooner or later.”

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Subsequently, he twisted the ring on his finger. It was a prize he and Rayna won when they went to Jetroina on vacation, and Rayna personally put it on him in acknowledgment of their relationship.

Only when the man’s aura was no longer as daunting did Cillian dare approach him. “Where are we going now, Mr. Faymon?”

“Back to Norwal City.”

Well, I’ll grant her the freedom to go and do whatever she wants, but I only hope she’d call me if she were to run into danger.

Hopefully.

Wyatt had no idea what happened between Rayna and Curtis, but he could surmise that something had happened when the latter sought his help to track Rayna. Nonetheless, it wasn’t his place to interfere.

The company plunged into turmoil after Gerald’s death, so he had been swamped with work in the office for the past few days.

Usually, he only went home at seven or eight o’clock at night.

Fortunately, his house wasn’t empty and cold. Instead, there was still a hint of warmth.

When he had entered the house, he took off his jacket and handed it to the housekeeper. From afar, he heard laughter from the kitchen, only to find Pamela and Jessica in the kitchen when he went over for a look.

Pamela was teaching Jessica how to prepare Irushean dishes.

The latter was clumsy and often knocked things over, but Pamela merely clapped a hand over her mouth and giggled without any disapproval on her face.

“What are you two doing, Mom? Just leave the cooking to the housekeeper. There’s no need to bustle around!” Unbuttoning his cuffs, Wyatt walked into the kitchen.

Seeing that he was home, Pamela harrumphed. “What has it got to do with you when we love eating our own cooking? Have the housekeeper cook for you later and eat it alone!”

Wyatt smilingly pleaded for mercy, explaining, “I was just worried that you’d be tired!”

“Hey, don’t just stand there! Quick, get me a plate. The lasagna won’t taste good when it’s overcooked. Hurry up!” Jessica urged without stopping whatever she was doing.

“Coming, coming!” Pulling open the cabinet, Wyatt took out a few plates from in there.

When the lasagna was served, a fragrant aroma wafted into the air.

Inhaling deeply, Wyatt complimented, “How fragrant! Your cooking skills have improved, Babe! I think I won’t have any problems eating five plates!”

“Dream on! I’m never cooking that much!”

“Don’t you want to fatten me up, Babe? If I’m fat, others won’t be able to steal me away from you. How great!” Wyatt leaned over and kissed Jessica shamelessly.

At that, Jessica rolled her eyes at him. “How narcissistic to assume that everyone fancies you!”

“But of course! After all, I’m incredibly handsome.”

Shaking her head, Pamela tactfully went out as though she couldn’t stand their public display of affection.

Shortly after, dinner was ready.

During dinner, Pamela pinned her eyes on them and subtly remarked with a smile, “Wyatt’s father has just been laid to rest, so you two can’t have a wedding within three years. But then, that’s not a hindrance to registering your marriage.”

When realization dawned upon Jessica, her face flamed. “L-Let’s talk about this in the future, Mrs. Lopez.”

“No, there’s no need to wait! I agree!” Wyatt seconded his mother. Pondering for a moment, he suggested, “It’s Wednesday tomorrow. City Hall will be open, so let’s make a trip there in the morning.”