Dear Sweetheart novel

Chapter 330 Do Not Terrorize Me Like This
The plane had already taken off at that instant, so the signal had been automatically cut off. Having no way of contacting Gabriel, Curtis could only give up.
Two hours later, the plane landed at Norwal City Airport. As soon as he exited the airport lobby and caught sight of Gabriel, who was there to pick him up, he went straight over and questioned, “Was there anything amiss with Rayna when she went to Hallsbay last night?”
While opening the car door for the man to get into the car, Gabriel quickly answered, “Mrs. Faymon looked exceedingly anxious and had seemingly cried, but she wouldn’t tell me anything, merely asking me to contact an airline to charter a plane.”
Out of worry, he told Curtis about Rayna’s trip to Hallsbay.
Judging from his expression, something must be wrong.
He stole a few glances at the man before he finally couldn’t help querying, “What happened, Mr. Faymon?”
“She broke up with me. Have someone investigate where exactly in Hallsbay she is right now. Also, prepare a plane, for I’m going to Hallsbay,” Curtis ordered with a dark expression on his face without getting into the car.
Meanwhile, Gabriel was still stupefied by the man’s earliest utterance. “Mrs. Faymon… broke up with you? Why?”
“Would I still be standing here if I f*cking knew why? Did you hear what I said earlier?” Curtis’ temper spiked.
“Yes! I’ll have someone investigate her location immediately!” Giving his back to the man, Gabriel started making the call. At the same time, he took out his other phone from the car and chartered a private plane.
A few minutes later, he reported, “I’ve gotten her location. Cillian has returned from Yeringham, so I’ll have him fly you to Hallsbay.”
That had a frown marring Curtis’ countenance. “Why is he back?”
Rubbing his face, Gabriel replied awkwardly, “He said there’s nothing in Yeringham, and it’s too much of a torment for him to stay there.”
“Never mind! Tell him to make it fast!” Impatience and anxiety swamped Curtis.
If it weren’t for the fact that he was still exhausted to the core from the grueling meeting, he would simply fly himself over to Hallsbay.
The two of them went to the apron to wait. Soon, the private plane arrived.
“Mr. Faymon, Gabriel,” Cillian greeted the two men, feeling a tad guilty before them, especially Curtis.
After all, he was under the latter’s employ, but he ended up switching sides midway to work for Rayna.

He initially wanted to make up an excuse and decline when he received the call from Gabriel to accompany Curtis to Hallsbay. However, James urged him to agree, claiming it would allow them to keep tabs on the man’s movements.
Is James not at all afraid that I’d give the game away?
Gabriel turned around, only to notice Cillian spacing out. Smacking the latter on the head, he barked, “Stop daydreaming! Didn’t you see that Mr. Faymon has already boarded the plane? How are you going to pilot the plane in such a state?”
Not daring to gainsay him, Cillian merely rubbed his aching head and climbed onto the plane swiftly.
The plane had auto-pilot and headed to Hallsbay according to the flight plan. Even as Cillian sat in the front, he could sense a wealth of chilliness permeating the small cabin.
The temperature dropped significantly.
Giving a cough, he broke the silence by venturing, “Why are you going to Hallsbay, Mr. Faymon?”
All he got in response from Curtis were two words—”Shut up.”
Cillian promptly fell silent.
In no time, the private plane arrived in Hallsbay and landed on a helipad on the top floor of a particular hotel.
The instant Cillian glimpsed the name of the hotel, he recognized it as one of the fake locations prepared by James.
Even back when he returned to Norwal City to look for James, the latter had already infiltrated Faymon Group’s intelligence team’s system, thereby aware of their every move. That aside, the man used the loophole to provide them with fake information and locations.
At that thought of the man’s incredible skills, goosebumps rose all over Cillian.
He silently reminded himself, Of all people, I can’t ever offend him. He’s really too terrifying!
Since it was a fake location, the receptionist indicated that there wasn’t any woman named “Rayna Garland” staying in the hotel for the past few days when Curtis put the question to her.
With a grim expression on his face, Curtis phoned Gabriel.
A few minutes later, he went with Cillian to the newly-investigated location in search of Rayna.
But still, he didn’t find her.
Subsequently, the entire process repeated itself all over again.
They went to three hotels consecutively, but all the receptionists denied having heard of Rayna’s name or seen her. Some hotels even supplied them with surveillance footage.
By then, Curtis’ face had darkened frightfully, turning as black as thunder. Nonetheless, he had also discerned something off with it all.
Beside him, Cillian was overwhelmed with unease.
Crap! What should I do now? He ended up empty-handed after all three trips, and he’s currently looking all ominous. Will he suspect me? And was there any flaw with my acting skills?
While his heart was lodged in his throat, Curtis unexpectedly walked over to him. The sense of oppression was so great that Cillian broke into a cold sweat and teetered on the verge of lifting his hands in surrender, his legs trembling violently.
F*ck! Did James destroy my contract with Faymon Group?
“M-Mr. Faymon… just ask me whatever questions you have. Don’t terrorize me like this,” he stammered, unable to hold himself together as Curtis was truly too petrifying then.
“Lend me your phone. Mine is running out of battery and won’t last the time needed for me to make a call,” Curtis growled impatiently.
Phew! It turned out that he wants to borrow my phone!
Breathing a sigh of relief, Cillian hastily took out his phone and handed it to the man. “You should’ve said that earlier, Mr. Faymon. You scared me so badly that I almost peed my pants. Here, use it however long you want.”
At that, Curtis frowned and commented disdainfully, “Why are you so cowardly when you’re working for me? How embarrassing!”
Struck speechless, Cillian silently hung his head and stood at the side.
He could vaguely hear the man seemingly giving someone a call and ordering the person to investigate something.
Upon hearing Curtis addressing the other person as Wyatt, he jumped in fright.