His Precious Love

Chapter 629

Chapter 629

Caylie then made her way over to the bedroom door and reached for the light switch as usual. Realizing that she was about to switch off the lights, Rayna said, “You can leave the lights on.”

“Oh, okay.” Caylie frowned in confusion as she closed the door behind her. Ms. Griffith can't see, so why would she want me to leave the lights on? Has she regained her vision? She doesn't look like she has, though.

Despite still being unable to see, Rayna sat there on the bed with her eyes wide open and staring at the room around her.

After waving her hand in front of her eyes and confirming that she was still unable to see anything, she let out a sigh.

Will I ever be able to see again? Who is this Mr. Bridge? I wonder what his full name is... Also, is my name really Isabelle Griffith? I kept dreaming of someone calling me “Rayna,” though. Oh, and who was that guy carrying the baby? He would always appear blurry in my dreams, and my heart would ache whenever I hear the baby crying.

Rayna was unable to go back to sleep with all those thoughts running through her mind, so she just sat there until dawn.

Meanwhile, at the presidential palace, Isaac Eastbridge had just returned from a meeting when he saw Irina reading a magazine in the living room.

After glancing about and seeing no sign of his son, Jovan, he asked, “Where's your brother?”

“Jovan went out early in the morning,” Irina replied as she put the magazine aside and entered the bathroom.

By the time she was done washing her hands, Isaac was already seated at the dining table. His wife, Margaret Cadwell, was sitting next to him. “What's your brother up to? Why did he have to leave the house so early in the morning?” she asked when she saw Irina come out of the bathroom.

“I don't know. He seems to be rather busy lately,” Irina replied as she pulled up a chair and sat down at the dining table. A housekeeper then served her a glass of milk. “Oh, I would like to have some orange juice instead,” she told the housekeeper.

The housekeeper nodded and returned minutes later with a glass of orange juice.

“Mom, you should try to talk to Jovan if you have the time. Tell him to put in some more effort in courting Sheena, or she'll end up dating someone else sooner or later,” Irina said while cracking open a boiled egg.

Margaret took a sip of her milk and turned toward her husband as she asked, “Jo has recently been busy with work in Chanaea, right?”

“Yeah, I was the one who gave him that task. There's been an issue with a Chanaean tycoon that we're working on a project for. Mutual cooperation is required for us to resolve the issue.” Isaac wiped his mouth with a paper towel as he continued, “Also, there's a mole in the Civil Engineering Bureau, so I told Jo to take care of that for me as well.”

Being a mother, Margaret couldn't help but worry when she heard that. “Is it one of Maximilian Chisenhall's men?”

“I'm not sure.” Isaac placed his paper towel aside and shifted his gaze toward Irina as he continued, “Have you been in contact with anyone lately?”

“Nope. I've only been hanging out with Sheena lately. However, I have seen a strange guy around her lately. I'm worried that he might end up stealing Sheena from Jovan.”

Isaac shook his head. “If Jo doesn't put in the effort to win her over, then we should just let her date someone else instead.”

“That simply won't do! Sheena is a really sweet girl and has always had feelings for Jo. Also, her father is in charge of the military in Yartran! If—” Margaret exclaimed anxiously, only to stop herself mid-sentence when she noticed the icy-cold gaze in Isaac's eyes.

Irina frowned when she noticed that. For some reason, she couldn't help but feel as though they were experiencing the calm before the storm.

...

Meanwhile, at the Faymon residence, Alfred was examining the symbol on the pack of tissues with his reading glasses on.

“This symbol looks like it belongs to a government agency of a foreign country.”

Curtis, who had just come down the stairs with Xareni in his arms, quickly stepped forward and asked, “Which countries do you think would use such symbols?”

“Smaller countries, usually. Of course, it's possible that some bigger ones might use it too.” Alfred then handed the pack of tissues back to Robin and said, “Be careful not to lose this.”

“But there are so many countries in the world! We don't have time to check every single one of them!” Jeremy exclaimed as he slumped weakly against the couch in front of Alfred.

“Would they change the symbol often after using it?” Jasmine asked while leaning against Theodore's chest.

“Not really, unless...” Alfred then shifted his gaze toward Curtis as he continued with a solemn expression, “Unless there is a power struggle for the position of ruler of the country. It's highly likely that the new ruler will change the symbol after rising to power, but this usually only happens in smaller countries.”

Suddenly, a housekeeper came over and said, “I'm terribly sorry to interrupt the conversation, but Ms. Roxanne is here.”

As Curtis looked up, he saw Roxanne storming into the living room with anger written all over her face. “Where's my sister?”
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