Chapter 80: Chapter 80

Dear Sweetheart Chapter 80 How Irritating After a momentary hesitation, Gabriel called out to the man cautiously, “Mr. Faymon?”

“I see you’re all worked up,” Curtis remarked casually. “What’s up? Do you have a plan in mind already?”

“No, no. I was just sharing my opinion regarding the matter,” Gabriel hurriedly said as beads of cold sweat slid down his face.

“Ms. Garland and I are too incompatible. There won’t be any sparks between us.”

He then handed over the folder in his hand and swiftly switched the topic. “Mr. Faymon, this is the secretarial department’s newest recruit, Naomi Gardner. She has a bachelor’s degree in law from Corleon University.”

“A high-achieving law student wants to become a secretary?” Curtis asked in puzzlement. As soon as he flipped open the folder, his gaze landed on the picture of an attractive-looking woman. “Is she Jetroinian?”

Gabriel hummed an acknowledgment. “Yes. I ran a background check on her. Her mother’s from Chanaea, and her family isn’t that well-off. Before this, she was working in Norham, and it was her previous company that recommended her to Faymon Group.”

“I’ve seen her reports thus far, and they’re all perfect. Most importantly, she’s able to handle the people from the secretarial department. Mr. Faymon, if you think she’s suited for the job, then I’ll give her the contract,” he added.

Curtis’ gaze scanned the rest of the documents. A moment later, he said, “Hire her, but only let her take care of domestic affairs.

You should continue handling Norham and other important matters.”

Gabriel replied in the affirmative.

He’d run a thorough check on the new hire and only dared to report to Curtis after making sure there was nothing amiss about Naomi. Nonetheless, it was perfectly reasonable for Curtis to be wary, for the woman was originally a law student who switched career paths and also a Jetroinian.

When Rayna shut her eyes, the image of Curtis swirled through her mind, and she instantly blushed.

Why do I keep thinking about him?

After tossing and turning in the bed for a long time, she was finally able to fall asleep, but unfortunately, her slumber didn’t last long. A series of knocks sounded, followed by Gabriel’s voice. “Ms. Garland, we have to leave now. Please get ready.”

Rayna dared not waste time and quickly got herself ready before heading downstairs with Gabriel.

Two off-road vehicles were parked outside the hotel’s entrance, and each vehicle had a muscular man standing beside it. Both of the rugged-looking men were at least six feet tall and had sharp eyes, giving off the impression that they had just returned from war.

Rayna recognized them at first glance.

She had interacted with Cillian before and knew he was a bodyguard. It was just that he had a carefree personality and was easy to get along with. Looking at the two menacing men in front of her, Rayna reckoned they were in the same profession as Cillian.

She then whispered to Gabriel, “Are Silver Panther and Gray Wolf coming along as well?”

“Gray Wolf will be looking after Ms. Kristie tonight, while Silver Panther will keep watch. Tomorrow, once the people are here, they’ll take a separate road and reconvene with you and Mr. Faymon,” explained Gabriel.

Thinking of Kristie’s superiority complex, Rayna shook her head. “I suppose it’s not easy to be that pampered lady’s bodyguard.”

“This is Ms. Kristie’s thirty-third bodyguard,” he explained calmly and honestly. “I heard that Gray Wolf’s cooking is to her liking, so she’s been keeping him around.”

“Being a bodyguard is terrible. He even has to cook for her.” She snickered.

After chatting for a bit, she fished out a pen and a piece of paper from her bag and scribbled on it before passing it to Gabriel.

“Help me buy these things and have them send them over tomorrow.”

The man glanced at it and kept it in his pocket. “All right. Please head to the car, Ms. Garland. Mr. Faymon has been waiting for a while now.”

“Sure. I’ll leave it to you, then.”

Rayna descended the stairs, and the man standing beside the car instantly opened the door for her. She thanked him and mustered her strength to hop into the seat next to Curtis.

The latter was clad in a black trench coat and had his legs crossed, exuding an elegant aura. When Rayna got into the car, he took a glance at her and asked, “Have you settled everything?”

“Yes. I asked Gabriel to help me buy some things.”

Curtis said nothing to that and merely instructed the driver to start driving.

The two off-road vehicles left the hotel and got onto the main road, one after another. Besides the sound of the tire screeching on the road, there was no other noise in the car.

Rayna, feeling rather bored, took out her phone and went through some of the videos she had downloaded. Halfway through the video, the car seemed to have taken a different path. The bumpy road caused the car to sway, leaving Rayna feeling slightly drowsy.

Although she tried to resist it, her eyelids eventually fluttered shut as her phone slipped out of her hands, and when the car shook, her body began leaning toward Curtis.

He had just settled some documents when he noticed his shoulder was feeling a little heavier than usual.

The cause of that weight was none other than Rayna leaning against him.

Curtis pursed his lips and moved the woman’s head away from his shoulder, putting her back in her seat.

A moment later, the car shook again, and all of his prior efforts went to waste when she fell onto his lap.

He was left speechless while the sleeping beauty remained blissfully unaware of what was going on.

She merely adjusted her body and slipped into a comfortable position to continue her slumber.

Curtis watched as the woman slept peacefully, with her mouth slightly agape. The way she looked so unguarded swept away the frustrations in his heart, replacing them with tranquility.

He grabbed the quilt and gently placed it over Rayna. A wave of emotions glinted in his eyes as his finger grazed her face, but just as quickly, it disappeared.

What a silly woman.

The car was still shaking when Rayna woke up. From her perspective, she could see the man’s jaw and smell the faint minty scent on his body.

Coming to her senses, she hastily got up and put a wide distance between the two of them.

When she noticed the patch of saliva stain on his pants, Rayna’s face instantly flushed red, and she stammered, “M-Mr. Faymon, why didn’t you push me away?”

“I did, but you lunged at me again,” said Curtis as he casually wiped away the saliva with a piece of tissue.

Rayna’s ears turned scarlet as embarrassment surged within her. Lunge is such a suggestive phrase!

After getting past the awkwardness, she took out some food from her lunch bag, intending to fill her stomach. At that moment, the scenery outside of the window suggested they weren’t in the city center anymore. Upon asking the man, Rayna found out that they’d left the city three hours ago.

Fifteen minutes later, the two off-road vehicles stopped at an intersection.

Rayna felt stuffy after being in the car for so long, so she got out of the car for a breath of fresh air. When she scanned her surroundings, she realized that they were surrounded by parched land with no greenery in sight and only a tall mountain in the distance.

Shortly after, Rayna felt as if the ground beneath her feet was trembling. She turned around and noticed a cloud of dust, followed by multiple off-road vehicles emerging from it.

In total, there were six off-road vehicles.

Moreover, they were slightly different from the one Rayna and Curtis had taken. The exterior of the vehicles was completely covered by a silver impenetrable protective shield.

The door of the vehicle that was at the very front was pushed open, and Cillian jumped out of it.

“Ms. Garland.” When he walked up to Rayna and her entourage, he handed an aluminum box to her. “Mr. Tylinski gave me this box before I left and asked that I bring it to you.”

“Thank you.” She took the box over and glanced behind him. “Why is it just you? Is Gray Wolf not coming?”

Cillian propped his arms on his hips, explaining, “He can’t make it for now. Kristie slept in and missed her morning flight, so she had to book an afternoon one and insisted he follows her.”

The corner of Rayna’s lips twitched when she heard that.

Overbearing and selfish—two words that aptly describe Kristie’s style.

“Ms. Garland, do you like him or something?” Cillian queried, his tone suggestive.

“Of course not,” she exclaimed in amusement. “Didn’t you say he’s a good marksman? I’m curious, so I want to see what he looks like.”

“Don’t be too disappointed, Ms. Garland. He’ll be here tomorrow, and you’ll definitely be able to see him then.”

“Is that so?”

In the car, Curtis listened to the two’s exchange and couldn’t help feeling irritated, especially at Cillian’s words. Annoyed, he knitted his brows together and peeked outside.