His Precious Love

Chapter 81 A Job For Men

Unfortunately for Cillian, the spot he was standing allowed him to see Curtis poking his head out of the car window. At the sight of the latter’s stony expression and gaze, he shuddered. “Hi, Mr. Faymon!”

Curtis merely let out a grunt in acknowledgment. “Once you’re done talking, get into the car. It’s going to rain soon.”

Rayna looked at the sky and muttered under her breath, “The weather is splendid! Why would it rain?” Still, she stopped chatting with Cillian and put the box into the trunk.

Cillian then got into the car as well.

However, he scratched his head in bewilderment as he glanced at the jeep ahead. Why did Mr. Faymon talk in that tone? Is he in a bad mood?

As those eight jeeps drove past, they stirred up a thick cloud of dust from the ground. All of a sudden, the sunny weather disappeared, and the heavy rain poured.

Rayna was dumbstruck when she saw the rain droplets blurring the car’s windows. Uncle Curtis was right!

However, the rain did not last long as it stopped pouring at around half past five that evening. Despite that, the sky was still gloomy. By then, the jeeps had successfully gone past the mountain and arrived at another spot.

Upon getting out of the car, Rayna realized their surroundings were filled with shrubs taller than her. We’re surrounded by mountains. If it weren’t for the dirt road, I would’ve thought that we’d ended up in a primeval forest.

They seemed to have stopped on top of a slope. When she looked down along the dirt road, she could faintly see a village covered by plants. It seemed like the greenery had the buildings fully encircled.

“Cillian,” Curtis called out in a deep voice.

Like a monkey, Cillian rushed toward Curtis and asked, “How may I help you, Mr. Faymon?”

“Tell everyone to have a rest here and wait for the next instruction.” Curtis then looked up into the sky. The sky isn’t completely dark yet, so we still can’t make our move.

a word in response, Rayna piped up, “I’ll scout out the area first, Mr. Faymon. I know you want all of us to move in together after nightfall.

she continued, “They’re filled with murderous intent, making them look nothing like commoners. Hence, they’ll scare the villagers. Everything’s going

questioned, “What do you have in

decisive man. Since he brought Rayna, who knew Uronian, along, he naturally would want to get the negotiation done as soon as possible. Now that Rayna is offering an alternative, I’ll go

Rayna took out the box she told Cillian to bring along from the jeep’s trunk. It was filled with clothing

foundation with some dye before applying the mixture to

asked curiously, “Ms. Garland, what are you doing? Your fair skin is beautiful. Why did you

sidelong glance, shutting

“I look good, right?” After all, she was very impressed by her own makeup skills. “If I

makeup on her face, she looked like a villager. Her eyes were so

isn’t as pretty as Kristie, I always found her attractive. It turns

Ms. Garland!” The motive behind Rayna’s actions dawned on Cillian immediately. “Let me keep you company, then. Not

he flipped through the box and found a set of male clothing. Just as he wanted

and asked, “Do you have a sore throat, Mr. Faymon? I have some lozenges in

Curtis was rendered speechless.

few seconds, he took the clothes from Cillian and uttered flatly, “Stay here and take care of the rest. I’ll accompany Ms. Garland. The smell of blood on your body is

shirt and felt a little

wanted to tag along.

this was troublesome, I wouldn’t have come

male villagers’ clothing was relatively revealing. To change into it, he had to take off his shirt. Rayna watched as he undid the buttons of his shirt with his fingers. Soon, his sexy and

and rested his fingers on the fourth button to glance

that she could see more of him.

excellent body proportions, the attire made of woven fabric looked like it belonged to an internationally renowned brand when he wore it. His eyes were downcast, and the muscles on his arms were

palette, but he was too tall that she could not reach his face. “Mr.

Curtis furrowed his brows, and his expression turned grim. “Must