His Precious Love

Chapter 672

Chapter 672



Curtis distractedly brushed his fingers across the emerald bracelet that had a unique cool feeling to the touch. He remained lost in his thoughts for a long time until Rayna voiced, “The person who gave me this emerald bracelet was with the person who impersonated the elderly traditional medicine practitioner.”

The instant Curtis heard her statement, he was reminded of the man in the surveillance footage who looked just like Chandler.

“Rayna, do you still remember the man who came to see you at the Faymon residence back then and introduced himself as Chandler?” he asked.

“Yeah.” Rayna nodded in response before she felt that the man's words seemed to have an underlying meaning. Hence, she asked directly, “You've also discerned it? That man wasn't Chandler, right?”

“No, he wasn't,” Curtis admitted. Subsequently, he revealed, “He was among those who took you away from the hospital.”

That stunned Rayna for a moment before she reached out a hand and stroked the emerald bracelet at her wrist, muttering, “How strange, then. He conspired with that man impersonating the elderly traditional medicine practitioner and took me away, but he didn't do anything to hurt me.” That aside, he even gave me this emerald bracelet.

At that thought, she belatedly told Curtis what the man said to her when he gave her the emerald bracelet. “Oh yes, he also knew about the parasite within me. He said that this emerald bracelet can keep it calm in my body, preventing it from running wild.”

That revelation gradually opened Curtis' mind to the implication behind it.

Since the man knows about parasites and has the emerald bracelet, both point to the fact that he's from the Burke family. Furthermore, he's a carbon copy of Chandler. If they're unrelated by blood, it isn't quite possible for them to have the same facial features.

“Mmh, we'll trust him this once.” Curtis' voice was mild, and a glimmer of something unfathomable flashed across his eyes. In the driver's seat at the front, Robin looked at him through the rearview mirror, and their gazes met. The assistant then inclined his head in acknowledgment.

Meanwhile, Chandler, who was making his way back to Norwal City from another city in a minivan, wanted to alight from the vehicle when he passed by Glory in hopes of trying his luck to bump into Rayna.

Nora wanted to stop him. Unexpectedly, when Chandler opened the car door to get out of the vehicle, a motorcycle zipped past him. The motorcyclist whipped out a Sumanthovean army knife and swung it at his face.

“Watch out, Chandler!” In the minivan, Nora yanked Chandler back into the vehicle. The blade of the Sumanthovean army knife slashed the crook of his arm, and blood immediately gushed out of the bright red gash.


























“You're injured!” At the sight of the relatively deep cut on the man's arm, Nora shot out her hand to stem the constant bleeding. “Head to the hospital, quick!” she ordered the driver anxiously.

“Nora, Nora, I'm fine.” At the sight of the sheer anxiety etched across her features and her red-rimmed eyes, Chandler's heart clenched. He reached out to comfort the young woman, saying, “Everything's all right. It's just a graze.”

However, Nora was in such a panic that she roared, “I told you not to get out of the vehicle, but you simply wouldn't listen! Do you know that just a week ago, the same thing happened to a celebrity who was on the rise? When he alighted from the car, a motorcyclist swiped a blade across his throat, and he died on the spot.”

As she spoke, she started sobbing. “Recently, scandals about Glory's products have been popping up successively. It goes without saying that it must have been the doing of Ms. Garland's competitor. And you're a celebrity under Happy Entertainment... Tell me, when are you going to wise up?”

“Nora... I merely wanted to go and check on Ms. Garland. As you said, Glory has been facing a public relations crisis recently. She must be swamped with work.” There, he glanced over his shoulder in Glory's direction and added, “I haven't seen her in a while these days.”

Glimpsing the love in his eyes when he spoke of Rayna, Nora frowned slightly. “Get this straight, Chandler. She's the owner of Happy Entertainment, the mistress of Faymon Group, Mrs. Faymon, and Curtis' woman.”

She softly reminded Chandler of that fact, also warning him not to cross the line, much less risk his career.

“Yeah, I know.” Truth be told, he understood that all too well. Regretfully, some things could not be controlled even after one had seen reason.

When the minivan arrived at the entrance of the hospital, Nora helped Chandler out of the vehicle. As soon as they did so, a reporter with a camera snapped a picture of them. Seeing that, she stepped forward to snatch the camera away, but the man ran off. She wanted to give chase, yet she was worried about Chandler.

“Never mind, Nora. Let him go,” Chandler urged. Then, they went into the hospital side by side.

The doctor stitched his wound. Throughout it all, Nora listened carefully to the doctor's instructions at the side. After jotting everything down, she left the hospital with Chandler and returned to the minivan.

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