Chapter 662

Rayna tugged at the comer of his shirt and pleaded. “Please? Let me come with you.”

She looked so pitiful that Curtis' heart softened. He eventually found himself relenting and permitting her to accompany them on their journey.

Rayna could finally relax. “By the way, what did Mr. Yeast tell you earlier?” she asked as she munched on a piece of pancake Curtis gave her.

Curtis stopped mid-motion as he was about to place a plate of spaghetti on the coffee table. He quickly came up with a different excuse. “Oh, it was just a small matter at work. Nothing significant.”

“Oh, I see,” came Rayna's reply.

Rayna and Curtis had a simple yet satisfying dinner at the hotel after then two-hour hike, which had been incredibly tiling. After the meal, Rayna was so exhausted that she could hardly keep her eyes open. She curled up on the couch and slipped into a peaceful sleep.

After Curtis cleared the mess on the table, he carried Rayna up from the couch and walked into the bathroom.

It was a rainy night in Norwal City.

A man in a khaki coat emerged from his black sports car parked in the three hundred square meters wide courtyard of Windshadow Mansion. He strode toward the entrance and went inside the mansion.

lazily.

coat and tossed it on the couch. Giving her a cold

the man standing on the stairs below her “Six months ago, you said

in front of the man. Her long, slender fingers brushed

unbuttoned his shirt and marched to the wine cabinet. After pouring himself a glass of wine, he downed it in one swig, the liquid burning his throat. Slamming the

night before you followed them to Shvomhid Mountain,” came Octavia's answer. She rubbed her hand that Thibault had roughly slapped awray. A

looking at her. Thibault gave a curt order. “Either you move out yourself, or

don't care what you think. You're in Nonval City, and I'm going to be here for the time being. I won't move into a hotel. We're

with such force that Octavia jolted in surprise downstairs. She muttered under her breath, “Why did he get so angry? He chose to leave Yartran to come to Nonval

across her mind as her lips

Octavia whirled around to realize that Thibault had tossed her suitcase down from the second floor. “Thibault, tliis is too much! How

I am grateful for your assistance in helping me leave the country and, as a result, I promise

him. “Thibault, I dare you to

down. Seeing that, she implored. “Please don't throw7 that! I'll leave. I'll go

box. and it crashed onto the ground in the living room. The sound of breaking glass

though he had just heard a joke. He slowly undid the buttons on liis shirt and took off his prosthetic arm. His sleeve hung loosely as he asked icily, “Ms. Octavia, do you have a bad memory or do you

the sight of the empty spot underneath liis sleeve where liis aim should be. Pursing her lips, she responded stubbornly, “That wasn't entirely my fault. It was that

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