His Precious Love

Chapter 183 Feel Sorry For Him
“Hey, Curtis, I brought dozens of people to build you a swimming pool in the middle of the night. What’s wrong with me asking for a construction fee? I didn’t even charge you for the hard work I put into it!” Wyatt felt aggrieved.
“I’m not paying.”
Wyatt was on the verge of tears. “You’re joking, right, Curtis?”
“I never joke. Anyway, I suddenly feel like growing flowers again. Bring back all the flowers you dug up and plant them in the fence outside the mansion,” said Curtis coldly.
“C-Curtis, don’t do this to me. Tell me what I did wrong.” After Jessica picked out the ones she liked, Wyatt threw away all the other flowers, which had probably withered and died.
Curtis simply replied, “I know all the flowers I planted. Bring them back within three days. You know the consequences if one is missing.”
“I’m sorry, Curtis. Please forgive me!”
Wyatt kept begging for forgiveness, but he heard no voice from the other end of the phone. When he looked at the screen, he realized that Curtis had long hung up on him. He slumped into the chair in despair.
I haven’t seen Curtis recently. Why is he mad at me?
After Rayna took a few days off, she returned to Faymon Group refreshed and in good spirits. However, she soon ran into Naomi, who had a solemn look on her face.
She asked, “What’s wrong?”
“Have a look at this.” Naomi handed her a document.
After flipping through the document and perusing the contents, Rayna’s face fell as well. She did not expect Chester to actually sell all the original issue shares they had gone through all the trouble collecting and directly disclosed the prices.
The buyer was Jefferson.
“D*mn it!” Rayna cursed as she slammed the document shut.

What’s Chester doing? Why did he sell the shares all of a sudden at such a low price? Of all people, he chose to sell them to Jefferson. Did he come to some kind of agreement with him?
Naomi stole a glance at Rayna and said placidly, “Ms. Garland, other than Old Mr. Faymon, Mr. Hamilton has the most shares among the shareholders of Faymon Group.”
Rayna closed her eyes for a moment before saying, “I got it. You’re dismissed.”
When Rayna was alone in the CEO’s office, she opened the document again and took a closer look at it. She recalled the mushroom soup and the card Jefferson had sent to her some time ago.
The reason why he left her that card was that he knew that she would go to him after he bought Faymon Group’s shares.
He’s gotten so good at scheming now after several years.
Three hours later, Rayna took out a business card from the drawer and dialed the phone number on it.
As soon as the call was picked up, Jefferson’s gentle voice was heard saying, “Shall we have dinner together? See you at Friday Restaurant at seven o’clock in the evening.”
“Okay,” replied Rayna.
The phone call did not affect her mood. She attended meetings as usual and went through her busy schedule. When she got off work, she texted Curtis on WhatsApp, packed up her things, and headed to the restaurant.
She was led to the sky garden of the restaurant by a waiter and saw Jefferson sitting by the window.
“It’s been a while.”
Jefferson got up and came over to give her a hug. He was clad in a white shirt with a gray vest and a pair of gray trousers, making him look elegant and polished.
She was not used to being hugged, so her body stiffened slightly.
He chivalrously pulled out the chair for her, and she thanked him and sat down. Only then did she notice that there was a bouquet of camellias on the table. They were as white as snow and gave off a faint floral scent.
Jefferson seemed to like camellias very much, as camellias were the only kind of flower that appeared around him. Moreover, he would always gift her camellias when they met up. He seemed to be obsessed with camellias and never got tired of their scent.
Jefferson handed Rayna the menu. “What do you want to eat?”
“Mr. Hamilton, I’m not here for dinner.” Rayna wanted to put the menu aside.
However, Jefferson held her hand and spoke firmly. “We can’t talk without eating. Can we chat while eating?”
Left with no choice, Rayna opened the menu and randomly ordered a few things. Seeing that, Jefferson was finally satisfied.
After the waiter served the appetizer and left, Rayna took out a document from her bag and pushed it to Jefferson. “This contract is worth three million with one property in Yaleview and one in Zenisan Villa.”
She won those two properties from Simon and the others previously, and Meredith still owed her four million, but she couldn’t be bothered to pursue the matter for fear that her actions would backfire on her.
“You know how Faymon Group is doing. It’s impossible for it to make a comeback. The shares you hold may become a pile of waste paper one day. I can buy the shares from you at a normal price. As long as you agree, the properties and money in this contract will be yours. This is a private deal between us,” Rayna said.
Jefferson smiled faintly and asked, “Mr. Faymon can’t hold on any longer, huh?”
“It’s been some time.” Rayna pursed her lips. “He is so ill and has been resting at home. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have let me manage Faymon Group.”
“It’s only been three years, Isabelle. Why have you become so stupid?” Leaning toward her, Jefferson went on with a gloomy expression, “Did I teach you to work like a slave for others?”
“My name isn’t Isabelle.”