His Precious Love

Chapter 581

“Yes.”

Curtis called the risk control department through the internal line. “Tell Emerald Clocklore to come to see me at my office.”

Gabriel remained fixed in his spot, anxiously awaiting until Curtis finished his phone call. After Curtis set the phone down, Gabriel cautiously asked, “Mr. Faymon, what happened?”

“Jefferson took Rayna away.”

Curtis tapped his fingers on his desk restlessly.

Without bothering to see Gabriel's response, he questioned, “Did you notice anything unusual about Jefferson when you delivered some files to him the day before yesterday?”

“No. Mr. Hamilton acted the same as usual,” Gabriel answered. Something occurred to him as he added, “But Mr. Faymon, I saw the morning news reporting that Glory has a new CEO.”

Curtis' expression turned as black as thunder. He slammed his fist onto the desk in anger and growled, “He doesn't care about the bet he made with his father anymore. All he wants is to take Rayna away with him!”

“I'm sorry, Mr. Faymon. I had no idea I'd sleep that soundly last night,” Gabriel said apologetically. He wasn't usually a sound sleeper.

He might have been unwell last night, as he felt drowsy and slept until the following morning.

This morning, he immediately called Curtis once he noticed the missed calls.

Stella stated that she did not realize his phone was turned off. Otherwise, she would have helped him turn it on and charge the battery.

Gabriel pulled out his phone and said, “I'll call Air Traffic Bureau—”

“After Jefferson took Rayna with him last night, I informed all the necessary places,” Curtis cut in. “They didn't find anything.”

“Then how did Mr. Hamilton leave with Mrs. Faymon?” Gabriel was confused. “Could they still be in Norwal City?”

Curtis replied grimly, “Norwal City is my turf. Jefferson wouldn't be so foolish to stay here.”

Right then, someone knocked at the door.

Knowing it was most probably Emerald outside, Curtis ordered Gabriel to continue looking into the matter before dismissing him.

When Gabriel walked out, Emerald entered the office.

“Mr. Faymon, you asked to see me?”

Curtis gazed upward and scanned her appearance. She was dressed in a sharp business suit, giving her a youthful but professional air. Her stance was distinctive, with legs slightly apart. This posture seemed to come naturally to her as a result of past training.

“How many people did Jefferson plant in Faymon Group?” Curtis asked. “Anyone in the upper management level?”

Emerald replied, “No, I'm the only one.”

Curtis rose to his feet and walked past the table to stand in front of her. Looming over her intimidatingly, he demanded, “Where did he take her?”

“I don't know.” Even someone trained like Emerald couldn't help but retreat in the face of Curtis' imposing presence.

“Think about it carefully before answering me.” Curtis didn't hurt her, merely added calmly, “Norwal City isn't Jefferson's turf. Whether or not you get to leave the city in the future isn't up to him.”

Unfazed, Emerald told him, “Mr. Faymon, I don't know where they are. Even if I do, I won't tell you anything. Ms. Garland will only be happy with Mr. Hamilton.”

“Rayna is my wife,” Curtis snapped, doing his best to tamp down his frustration. “She's pregnant and shouldn't be traveling around.”

Emerald chuckled. “Back when Ms. Garland was taken to the police station, she was also pregnant. I heard that she called you several times. Why didn't you answer her calls, Mr. Faymon?”

“I was overseas back then. My phone wasn't with me.” Curtis admitted that he was at fault back then.

“To put it simply, you don't care for Ms. Garland enough,” Emerald said frankly. “Mr. Hamilton transferred me to Norwal City so I could protect Ms. Garland covertly. He told me that she is extremely important to him, so we must be willing to risk our lives to ensure her safety.”

After a pause, she added, “Back then, if I hadn't snuck into the police station, Ms. Garland's death would've been an unsolved mystery.”

“It was you.”

Curtis knew that someone had helped Rayna when she was locked up at the police station.

He had guessed that it was Jefferson's subordinate, but it didn't occur to him that it was Emerald.

“Thanks for protecting her,” Curtis thanked Emerald sincerely. “It was an oversight on my end for not arranging for someone to protect her. However, that doesn't mean I don't care about her.”

On the contrary, he cared about Rayna more than anyone else.

Emerald shook her head. “You don't have to thank me. I was merely protecting our future Mrs. Hamilton. Mr. Faymon, you can easily find someone else like Ms. Garland, so I hope you can give up on her.”

Unlike Ringo, who had dedicated the past decade of his life to working for Jefferson, Emerald had only been employed by him for a short period of time. Nonetheless, Jefferson's subordinates were aware of the hardships he had gone through and sympathized with him.

No matter where he wanted to hide Rayna, they would do their best to help him achieve his goal.

“Why don't you say that to your employer?” Curtis retorted, his gaze glinting icily.

“Ms. Garland belongs to Mr. Hamilton,” Emerald replied. “Besides, Mr. Hamilton promised to deliver the children to the Faymon family once Ms. Garland gives birth to them—”

“I want the babies and Rayna!” Curtis interjected frostily. “He might have had a miserable childhood, but that doesn't mean everyone has to pity him!”

Curtis had to take deep breaths to tamp down his anxiety. “When he was young, his father adored him immensely. I, however, watched my father commit suicide right in front of my eyes!”

It took me a long time to convince myself that Jefferson was also a victim and that we should both take a step back instead of pursuing the matter. I can tolerate anything, but I can't let him take my wife away from me!

Before Emerald could reply, Curtis pinned her with a withering look. “Once you contact Mr. Hamilton, tell him that our deal is off. He has gone too far this time, and I won't hold back when we see each other again!”