His Precious Love

Chapter 657

Chapter 657

“You should've told me from the very beginning.” Or the time when I took over Terblanc Group. I still don't understand why Curtis didn't say anything.

“If you had done that, I would've told Ringo to make some adjustments to the projects there.” Rayna informed Curtis truthfully, “I haven't officially taken part in the management of Terblanc Group. I gave Ringo complete control over it as I didn't want you to make any wrong assumptions.”

After all, Terblanc Group is Jefferson's business. He merely left it to me.

“I understand,” he said calmly. “I admit I was not magnanimous enough on this matter.”

“Yeah,” she murmured. “Are you done with work? If so, let's head back.”

“All right. Let's go home.” Curtis stood up with his arm around Rayna. They left the office together and rode the elevator to the underground parking lot.

When Robin saw the pair leaving, he went to the underground parking lot ahead of them to start the car and wait for them.

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Meanwhile, Jovan did not frequently leave the presidential palace in Yartran after Curtis brought Rayna back to Norwal City, but he still made weekend trips to Conch Island.

No one in the entire Eastbridge family knew what had happened on the island except him and Jahan.

The last day of May was the one hundred and second birthday of Petronella, the matriarch of the Eastbridge family. As the elderly lady did not like to make a big deal out of it, only the Eastbridge family and a few close friends were invited to the birthday banquet.

Jahan followed his father, Silas, to the presidential palace to attend the birthday celebration.

Naturally, being Jovan's fiancée, Sheena also attended the event with her parents.

“Sheena.” She was greeted by Irina's voice as soon as she entered the hall and then saw the latter coming toward her in a short light blue dress.

Irina stepped forward and held her wrist. “You're finally here,” she said.

“How can I miss Old Mrs. Eastbridge's birthday celebration?” Sheena gave Irina a small smile before raising her head and looking around the living room. A hint of disappointment flashed across her eyes when she failed to find the person she was hoping to see.

It did not go unnoticed by Irina, who nudged the other woman and informed, “My brother is here.”

As she spoke, she pointed to the person giving instructions to the housekeepers in the living room. “He's over there.”

Sheena followed Irina's gaze and found the man who had dyed his hair black at some point. He wore a knitted beige shirt and slacks while briefing the butlers and housekeepers of the presidential palace.

From her vantage point, she thought Jovan appeared particularly gentle that day, like the ideal gentleman from a novel.

The man she was looking at was completely different than the one she remembered. Sheena had an uncanny impression that the Jovan who had awakened from his coma was both him and yet not him.

I've always felt like there's something different about him, but I can't pinpoint what it is.

Sheena was spacing out when a housekeeper's voice rang out behind her. “Mr. Jahan, Mr. Silas.”

When she turned around after hearing it, her once warm expression suddenly turned icy at the sight of the two men. She disliked Jahan and his father, and she could see right through their intentions.

However, she still greeted them out of politeness. “Mr. Jahan, Mr. Silas.”

“Are you here with your parents, Sheena?” Silas asked.

“Yes,” Sheena responded curtly before pointing to the couple speaking with Isaac and his wife.

Silas followed her gaze, his eyes darkening as he saw the four people conversing, and he immediately walked over to them.

Instead of following his father after seeing that, Jahan raked his eyes over Sheena.

She was wearing a long beige dress on that day, and her short hair gave her a softer appearance than usual.

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