Chapter 710 My Guess Is The Soil

While saying that, Rayna glanced at Cassidy who stood at the door. “Your family's a prestigious family involved in traditional medicine. You've seen all kinds of strange herbs and even unknown ones that can be used as medicine. I'm sure you're aware that the Serekos' form is unusual.”

Cassidy turned around to look at Rayna when she heard that.

Meanwhile, Rayna continued, “The Serekos never left this house. Instead, they remained here. Obviously, there's something that's attracting them. My guess is the soil. The flowers in the courtyard are bigger than usual and brightly colored. This has something to do with the soil, too.” As she spoke, she put down the glass of water. “There are three possibilities as to why Fernando's helping Mr. Zeller with the research. One, he's doing it to help you. Two, he's protecting you. Three, it's a combination of both possibilities.”

“You...” Cassidy slowly clenched her fists that hung by her sides.

Noticing Curtis was approaching the room, Rayna said softly, “I can give you some time. Give me your answer when you've thought about it.”

When she finished her sentence, Curtis' deep voice rang out at the door, “What are you two talking about?”

“Nothing. By the way, are there any updates on Yasmin's school?” Rayna asked.

“The arrangements have been made. It's summer vacation now. I'll get Robert to bring Yasmin to school to complete the admission procedures when school starts in September,” Curtis explained softly while glancing apathetically at Cassidy from the corner of his eye. He walked past her and entered the room.

When Rayna's gaze fell on Cassidy, the latter said, “Thank you for helping with Yasmin's matters.”

“It's no big deal,” Rayna responded plainly before watching Cassidy leave.

Curtis was arranging the things in the cabinet when he noticed Rayna was still staring at the door. “What did you two talk about just now?”

Sensing the curiosity in his tone, Rayna asked, “Who did you call just now then?”

She was no fool. If he wanted her to give him an answer, he had to be honest with her as well.

Curtis' lips curled into a faint smile; he knew what she was trying to do.

“Let's go back to Norwal City the day after tomorrow. I think I won't be cured of this thing in my body for the time being, not to mention my eyes,” suggested Rayna.

Alas, Curtis disagreed with her. “We can't leave yet. Cassidy said she'd try curing you. If we leave now, she might be gone when we return. All our efforts spent coming here would be wasted.” Curtis shut the cabinet door after taking out a set of pajamas. “Don't worry. Everything's fine at home. Just relax and focus on getting better, okay? I'll get Cassidy to start preparing for the treatment tomorrow.”

“Okoy.” Royno nodded.

The next doy, Royno ond Curtis were hoving their breokfost in the living room when they heord o commotion in the courtyord.


“Someone's here.” Royno put down her utensils ond glonced out of the window.

Immediotely, Curtis ordered Robert to check it out.

“Who ore you guys?” Robert spotted o few toll men clod in block uniforms the moment he reoched the courtyord.

The mon stonding in front of the group fiddled with o lighter ond scrutinized Robert before soying with disdoin, “We're here for Cossidy Gilroy. Hond her over. We won't hurt you guys.”

“Let's go out ond toke o look,” Royno suggested to Curtis when she heord the conversotion in the courtyord.

Curtis' orm wos wropped oround Royno's woist os they wolked out of the living room. Immediotely, they sow o mon dressed in o florol shirt tolking to Robert. He soid, “Or you con tell us where Cossidy is.”

“Why ore you looking for her?” osked Royno.

The leoder of the group shifted his goze to Royno. “Our boss wonts to invite her over for lunch. It's nothing serious.”

“Your boss?” Royno mulled it over before osking Curtis softly, “Could it be Mr. Zeller?”

“Moybe. Let's see how this goes,” Curtis responded in o low voice.

“If you don't onswer me, I'll get my men to go upstoirs ond look for her,” soid the florol-shirt mon while giving his subordinotes o look.

Noticing thot, Robert ond the two bodyguords in the courtyord went forword to stop them. Just then, Cossidy's voice rong out from upstoirs. “Did your boss send you here to invite me over or to copture me?”

When Royno heord Cossidy's words, she wolked toword the courtyord ond sow the lotter leoning ogoinst the window ot the oisle, looking reloxed ond unfozed by the situotion.

“If you come with us, then you'll be treoted to o meol. But if you don't cooperote, you'll hove to suffer,” the florol-shirt mon soid with o snicker.

“Thot depends on whether you con get me.” Cossidy floshed the men in the courtyord o smile. She then roised o blue viol into the oir, soying, “This thing I hove here hos corrosive properties. If you dore to force your woy in, I'll pour this on you, ond you guys will be done for.” Despite how noncholont she sounded, the crowd in the courtyord begon to ponic.

“Hmph! Who do you think you're trying to score?” the leoder scoffed in disdoin.

“Okay.” Rayna nodded.

The next day, Rayna and Curtis were having their breakfast in the living room when they heard a commotion in the courtyard.

“Someone's here.” Rayna put down her utensils and glanced out of the window.

Immediately, Curtis ordered Robert to check it out.

“Who are you guys?” Robert spotted a few tall men clad in black uniforms the moment he reached the courtyard.

The man standing in front of the group fiddled with a lighter and scrutinized Robert before saying with disdain, “We're here for Cassidy Gilroy. Hand her over. We won't hurt you guys.”

“Let's go out and take a look,” Rayna suggested to Curtis when she heard the conversation in the courtyard.

Curtis' arm was wrapped around Rayna's waist as they walked out of the living room. Immediately, they saw a man dressed in a floral shirt talking to Robert. He said, “Or you can tell us where Cassidy is.”

“Why are you looking for her?” asked Rayna.

The leader of the group shifted his gaze to Rayna. “Our boss wants to invite her over for lunch. It's nothing serious.”

“Your boss?” Rayna mulled it over before asking Curtis softly, “Could it be Mr. Zeller?”

“Maybe. Let's see how this goes,” Curtis responded in a low voice.

“If you don't answer me, I'll get my men to go upstairs and look for her,” said the floral-shirt man while giving his subordinates a look.

Noticing that, Robert and the two bodyguards in the courtyard went forward to stop them. Just then, Cassidy's voice rang out from upstairs. “Did your boss send you here to invite me over or to capture me?”

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