Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 85 Even Kristie Never Dared

“Nothing will happen since there are a few of us patrolling below,” Cillian reassured. Handing the binoculars to James, he urged, “Quick, take a look at Ms. Garland and Mr. Faymon, James!”

James took the binoculars from him and looked in the direction of the coordinates given.

A couple appeared in the lenses, kissing while crouching by the roadside. The man was none other than Curtis, but up at that angle, one could only see the woman with her head tilted, her features indistinguishable.

He merely took a single look before tossing the binoculars back to Cillian. “You’ve got quite a wide range of hobbies that you even like spying on Mr. Faymon! Why don’t you snap a picture of it?” he mocked with a sneer.

In response, the latter chuckled. “I was merely concerned about his safety and happened to see that. I told you there must be something between Mr. Faymon and Ms. Garland. I was right, huh?”

“Has that got anything to do with you?”

“Nope, not at all! I was just being nosy! Anyway, James, before you arrived, Ms. Garland even asked me about you, saying that she wanted to see you. Say, what did she mean by that?” Cillian questioned.

Wiping the gun in his hand with a cloth, James drawled, “I’m not interested in that.”

My main task is to ensure Mr. Faymon’s and that Ms. Garland’s safety. As for what she looks like and why she desires a meeting with me, I can’t be bothered to know, nor do I want to see her.

“But I can’t shake off the feeling that—”

Rubbing his head, Cillian wanted to speak further, but James snarled lowly beside him, “Shut the f*ck up! Go over there and look around. Do you not want to get paid anymore?”

“Aye, aye, I’m going over right away.” Cillian swiftly scrambled away with the binoculars in hand.

He patrolled the other end of the mountain with the binoculars. As the binoculars swept over the distant forest and ground, there was a fleeting glimmer of light. At once, he turned them back and took another look.

“There’s movement, James! There are two incoming jeeps!” Cillian reported in a low voice, not daring to take things lightly.

Crawling over, James grabbed the binoculars from his hand.

a familiar figure in the backseat of the vehicle in the front, and the man seemed

to their house a few times in the

Why is he here?

seems to be Mr. Faymon’s cousin. I think he’s a relative of the Faymon family,” Cillian

expression, he shuddered violently. “Do you

away with his firearm in hand to find a hidden spot. Using the shrubs as cover, he propped up

a Granatanolan JKM2876, the best

each other. Later, he found out from

his worry that the school would ferret him out should he make a move within the country, thus resulting in the matter getting to Rayna’s knowledge, he would have

he has offered himself up to me on a silver platter, it’d be foolish of me not to make my

Mr. Faymon’s cousin.” Cillian quickly crawled over, fear inundating him at

within the country obediently but come here instead? Mr. Faymon has given me the authority to deal with newcomers however I want as long

felt that it made sense. Still, he was a touch worried. “James, how

but James no longer had the patience to listen and pulled the trigger. A muted whizz split the air, only to be promptly replaced by

that the two jeeps on the road had already descended into a panic. The car window of the vehicle ahead had already shattered, and

another bullet shot through the air, puncturing the left rearview tire of

before drawing back at lightning speed. Then, both jeeps turned around

just like that?” Cillian’s jaw dropped open. I thought they were incredible since they came in the middle of the night with

gun nonchalantly, feeling much better after shooting Julian in

scumbag isn’t worthy

morning, he sensed a weight on his chest. In the next instant, he saw a fair and

man was at

Kristie never dared to be so impudent

other end of the bed in an awful sleeping posture. The linen skirt she was wearing had hiked up, baring her fair

reached out and pulled her skirt

he ended up leaning close and patting her on the face lightly. “Ms.

Rayna muttered, sitting up on the bed with much difficulty. Her face had been pressed against the wooden bed, so two long marks were left on