Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 81 A Job For Men

Unfortunately for Cillian, the spot he was standing allowed him to see Curtis poking his head out of the car window. At the sight of the latter’s stony expression and gaze, he shuddered. “Hi, Mr. Faymon!”

Curtis merely let out a grunt in acknowledgment. “Once you’re done talking, get into the car. It’s going to rain soon.”

Rayna looked at the sky and muttered under her breath, “The weather is splendid! Why would it rain?” Still, she stopped chatting with Cillian and put the box into the trunk.

Cillian then got into the car as well.

However, he scratched his head in bewilderment as he glanced at the jeep ahead. Why did Mr. Faymon talk in that tone? Is he in a bad mood?

As those eight jeeps drove past, they stirred up a thick cloud of dust from the ground. All of a sudden, the sunny weather disappeared, and the heavy rain poured.

Rayna was dumbstruck when she saw the rain droplets blurring the car’s windows. Uncle Curtis was right!

However, the rain did not last long as it stopped pouring at around half past five that evening. Despite that, the sky was still gloomy. By then, the jeeps had successfully gone past the mountain and arrived at another spot.

Upon getting out of the car, Rayna realized their surroundings were filled with shrubs taller than her. We’re surrounded by mountains. If it weren’t for the dirt road, I would’ve thought that we’d ended up in a primeval forest.

They seemed to have stopped on top of a slope. When she looked down along the dirt road, she could faintly see a village covered by plants. It seemed like the greenery had the buildings fully encircled.

“Cillian,” Curtis called out in a deep voice.

Like a monkey, Cillian rushed toward Curtis and asked, “How may I help you, Mr. Faymon?”

“Tell everyone to have a rest here and wait for the next instruction.” Curtis then looked up into the sky. The sky isn’t completely dark yet, so we still can’t make our move.

Before Cillian could say a word in response, Rayna piped up, “I’ll scout out the area first, Mr. Faymon. I know you want all of us to move in together after nightfall. However, you seem to have forgotten about something.”

filled with murderous intent, making them look nothing like commoners. Hence, they’ll scare the villagers. Everything’s going to fall apart before we

mulled over it and questioned, “What do you have

Uronian, along, he naturally would want to get the negotiation done as soon as possible. Now that Rayna is offering an alternative, I’ll go along with it as long as it’s a

on her lips, Rayna took out the box she told Cillian to bring along from the jeep’s trunk.

a huge amount of liquid foundation with some dye before applying the mixture to her body. Soon, her porcelain white skin turned dark brown right

you doing? Your fair skin is beautiful. Why did you

him a sidelong glance, shutting him

and asked, “I look good, right?” After all, she was very impressed by her

eyes were so bright that they seemed like a

her. It was then he finally figured out something that had been puzzling him. Although Rayna isn’t as pretty as Kristie, I always found her attractive.

up to fit in with the villagers, Ms. Garland!” The motive behind Rayna’s actions dawned on Cillian immediately. “Let me keep you company, then. Not only are you a lady, but you also

found a set of male clothing. Just as he wanted to get changed, he heard

Curtis and asked, “Do you have a sore throat, Mr. Faymon? I have some lozenges in the

Curtis was rendered speechless.

I’ll accompany Ms. Garland. The

his shirt and felt a little aggrieved.

so she was befuddled when Cillian and Curtis wanted to tag along. “Mr. Faymon, I’ll go alone. A matter as trifle

I thought this was troublesome, I wouldn’t have

take off his shirt. Rayna watched as he undid the buttons of his

rested his fingers on the fourth button

collarbone, thinking that she could see more of him. After their gazes

like it belonged to an internationally renowned brand when he wore it. His eyes were downcast, and the

mixture on Curtis’ body to make his skin tan. Afterward, she took out the contour palette, but he was too tall that she could not reach his face.

Curtis furrowed his brows, and his expression turned grim.

it yourself.” With that, she gave him the contour palette