His Precious Love

Chapter 85 Even Kristie Never Dared

“Nothing will happen since there are a few of us patrolling below,” Cillian reassured. Handing the binoculars to James, he urged, “Quick, take a look at Ms. Garland and Mr. Faymon, James!”

James took the binoculars from him and looked in the direction of the coordinates given.

A couple appeared in the lenses, kissing while crouching by the roadside. The man was none other than Curtis, but up at that angle, one could only see the woman with her head tilted, her features indistinguishable.

He merely took a single look before tossing the binoculars back to Cillian. “You’ve got quite a wide range of hobbies that you even like spying on Mr. Faymon! Why don’t you snap a picture of it?” he mocked with a sneer.

In response, the latter chuckled. “I was merely concerned about his safety and happened to see that. I told you there must be something between Mr. Faymon and Ms. Garland. I was right, huh?”

“Has that got anything to do with you?”

“Nope, not at all! I was just being nosy! Anyway, James, before you arrived, Ms. Garland even asked me about you, saying that she wanted to see you. Say, what did she mean by that?” Cillian questioned.

Wiping the gun in his hand with a cloth, James drawled, “I’m not interested in that.”

My main task is to ensure Mr. Faymon’s and that Ms. Garland’s safety. As for what she looks like and why she desires a meeting with me, I can’t be bothered to know, nor do I want to see her.

“But I can’t shake off the feeling that—”

Rubbing his head, Cillian wanted to speak further, but James snarled lowly beside him, “Shut the f*ck up! Go over there and look around. Do you not want to get paid anymore?”

“Aye, aye, I’m going over right away.” Cillian swiftly scrambled away with the binoculars in hand.

He patrolled the other end of the mountain with the binoculars. As the binoculars swept over the distant forest and ground, there was a fleeting glimmer of light. At once, he turned them back and took another look.

“There’s movement, James! There are two incoming jeeps!” Cillian reported in a low voice, not daring to take things lightly.

Crawling over, James grabbed the binoculars from his hand.

After adjusting the binoculars, he glimpsed a familiar figure in the backseat of the vehicle

.” It was then James recalled him to be Rayna’s ex-husband. He had been to their house a few times in the past, but the man was too arrogant and pretentious, so neither he nor Roxanne

Why is he here?

to be Mr. Faymon’s cousin. I think he’s a relative of the Faymon

violently. “Do you have a grudge

away with his firearm in hand

a Granatanolan JKM2876, the

live with each other. Later, he found out from Roxanne that Julian cheated on Rayna and even wanted to accuse her of betraying

should he make a move within the country, thus resulting in the matter getting to

has offered himself up to me on a silver platter, it’d be foolish of me not to make my

down, James! That’s Mr. Faymon’s cousin.” Cillian quickly crawled over,

me the authority to deal with newcomers however I want as long as they aren’t

pondering upon it, Cillian felt that it made sense. Still, he was a

trigger. A muted whizz split the air,

into a panic. The car window of the vehicle ahead had already shattered, and the

shot through the air, puncturing the left rearview tire of

hands trembling despite holding weapons before drawing back at lightning speed. Then,

jaw dropped open. I thought they were incredible since they came in the middle of the night with firearms, but unexpectedly, just

away his gun nonchalantly, feeling much better after shooting

isn’t worthy

the next instant, he saw a fair

at a loss for

even Kristie never dared to be so impudent

Curtis moved the foot away. After getting up, he found Rayna sprawled on the other end of the bed in an awful sleeping posture. The linen skirt she was wearing had hiked up, baring

out and pulled her skirt

plan was to get up right after doing that, but he ended up leaning close and patting her on the face

bed with much difficulty. Her face had been pressed against the wooden bed, so two long marks were left