His Precious Love

Chapter 573

Chapter 573

As soon as Rayna heard Curtis' reply, disappointment showed on her face. She went silent, staring down at the orange in her hand.

After all, she knew all too well that the man was merely consoling her.

Upon seeing her all downcast through the rearview mirror, Curtis frowned. Unwilling to see her crestfallen, he was just about to speak when his phone beside the gear selector rang.

He was driving and had no way of picking up the phone. Therefore, he connected the call to the car's Bluetooth system before answering it.

“What is it?”

On the other end of the phone, Gabriel reported, “Mr. Faymon, Gianna has been found and escorted back to Norwal City, so I instantly called you. Do you want to meet her, Mr. Faymon?”

The sound from the Bluetooth system was loud, so Rayna heard it as well.

She was stupefied at first. When she registered the meaning of those words, she lunged forward and raised her voice. “Where is she?”

Swiftly reducing the speed of the car, Curtis glanced back over his shoulder and shot her an admonishing look. Nonetheless, he couldn't bring himself to remonstrate her. “He can hear you just fine. Why did you launch yourself forward? Sit properly.”

Intimidated by the warning look in his eyes, Rayna had no choice but to move back begrudgingly. Craning her neck, she continued asking, “Speak up, Mr. Tylinski. Where is she? We'll go over right away.”

“Oh, Mr. Faymon, I didn't know you're currently with Mrs. Faymon.” Gabriel gathered his wits and divulged at once, “We're at Mr. Lopez's clubhouse, Mrs. Faymon.”

Rayna's heart skipped a beat. Gritting her teeth, she barked, “Why are you calling me Mrs. Faymon? You've lost your mind, Mr. Tylinski—”

Before she could finish her tirade, Curtis had already hung up the phone.

Rayna said nothing further.

When the car arrived at the clubhouse, she eagerly swung open the door and alighted no sooner had the vehicle come to a stop.


Leaving Curtis behind her, she hurried up the stairs and entered the clubhouse. The moment she spotted a server, she asked, “Which room is Mr. Tylinski in? Quick, bring me there!”

She was so agitated that the server jumped in fright.

By then, Curtis had already caught up to her. Placing a hand on her shoulder, he surreptitiously pulled her into his embrace so that she could lean against him if she got tired. “Calm down first. She won't be able to escape when she's already been captured.”

“Shut up!” Rayna shot him a glare before she repeated her question and compelled the server to bring her there.

Having been brought to the private room, she caught sight of Gabriel the instant she stepped in. The latter was speaking to a man. There was also another woman in a wheelchair, bound tightly with ropes.

The disheveled woman in the wheelchair jerked her head up and swung her gaze at the door.

“I thought Wyatt had arrived. Unexpectedly, it's you.” Training her eyes on Rayna, Gianna flashed her a baleful smile. Her face and lips were deathly pale, her contorted face frightful.

Rayna shook off Curtis' hand and stalked over to the woman with a grim expression. Lifting her hand, she slapped Gianna hard across the face.

Her palm landed crisply on Gianna's cheeks seven or eight times successively, alternating between both sides.

She exerted all her strength without an ounce of mercy. Gianna's head rocked from side to side, and blood oozed out the corner of her mouth.

Despite the excruciating pain, she didn't even make a single peep. She raised her head again and eyed Rayna, grinning sinisterly.

The force of the slaps had turned Rayna's palm numb.

Fisting and loosening her fingers to dispel the feeling, she questioned Gianna icily, “Was it you who orchestrated the deaths of Jessica's uncle and aunt before framing it on Wyatt?”

“Yes!” Gianna admitted openly before cackling like a maniac. “I was truly overjoyed to see Jessica and Wyatt hating each other! It was downright gratifying!”

Hearing that, Rayna snapped and again slapped her twice.

Gianna leaned backward and almost tumbled over.

Taking two strides forward, Rayna stepped on the wheelchair's footrest to stop the wheelchair from turning over. “If you've got a grudge against Wyatt, you could've just taken revenge on him.”

Subsequently, she grasped the woman's chin hard and demanded menacingly, “Why did you make a move against Jessie?”

“It's all on Wyatt for loving her! If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have ended up in such a miserable state!” Gianna sneered, meeting Rayna's gaze with deep-seated hatred blazing in her eyes.

Rayna lowered her head. It wasn't until she had scrutinized the woman for some time that she noticed Gianna's skirt was flat and the bottom bare. Her right sleeve was also empty. In a flash, understanding dawned upon her.

“Wyatt only did this to you because you did something to deserve it. You've only got yourself to blame,” she commented evenly.

“He provoked me first! I thought he really had feelings for me, but it turned out that he was merely using me to put on a show for Jessica!” Gianna shrieked, animosity deluging her at the recollection of the past.

She gritted her teeth so hard that blood trickled out the corner of her mouth, hissing, “He was utterly ruthless, severing my hand and crippling my legs before leaving me at the dumping ground. He ruined everything.”

At that precise moment, Gabriel interjected, “Don't take everyone for fools. Mr. Lopez's assistant told me that you kept picking on Ms. Marsh after moving into the mansion. When Ms. Marsh ran a fever, you refused to call a doctor for her but abandoned her to fend for herself. Furthermore, you put contraceptive pills into her milk.”

Sweeping a gaze over her, he continued, “If you felt that Mr. Lopez was using you, you could've just left. Instead, you tyrannized his woman while taking his money. Serves you right for ending up in such a pathetic state!”

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