Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 330 Do Not Terrorize Me Like This

The plane had already taken off at that instant, so the signal had been automatically cut off. Having no way of contacting Gabriel, Curtis could only give up.

Two hours later, the plane landed at Norwal City Airport. As soon as he exited the airport lobby and caught sight of Gabriel, who was there to pick him up, he went straight over and questioned, “Was there anything amiss with Rayna when she went to Hallsbay last night?”

While opening the car door for the man to get into the car, Gabriel quickly answered, “Mrs. Faymon looked exceedingly anxious and had seemingly cried, but she wouldn’t tell me anything, merely asking me to contact an airline to charter a plane.”

Out of worry, he told Curtis about Rayna’s trip to Hallsbay.

Judging from his expression, something must be wrong.

He stole a few glances at the man before he finally couldn’t help querying, “What happened, Mr. Faymon?”

“She broke up with me. Have someone investigate where exactly in Hallsbay she is right now. Also, prepare a plane, for I’m going to Hallsbay,” Curtis ordered with a dark expression on his face without getting into the car.

Meanwhile, Gabriel was still stupefied by the man’s earliest utterance. “Mrs. Faymon… broke up with you? Why?”

“Would I still be standing here if I f*cking knew why? Did you hear what I said earlier?” Curtis’ temper spiked.

“Yes! I’ll have someone investigate her location immediately!” Giving his back to the man, Gabriel started making the call. At the same time, he took out his other phone from the car and chartered a private plane.

A few minutes later, he reported, “I’ve gotten her location. Cillian has returned from Yeringham, so I’ll have him fly you to Hallsbay.”

That had a frown marring Curtis’ countenance. “Why is he back?”

Rubbing his face, Gabriel replied awkwardly, “He said there’s nothing in Yeringham, and it’s too much of a torment for him to stay there.”

“Never mind! Tell him to make it fast!” Impatience and anxiety swamped Curtis.

If it weren’t for the fact that he was still exhausted to the core from the grueling meeting, he would simply fly himself over to Hallsbay.

The two of them went to the apron to wait. Soon, the private plane arrived.

“Mr. Faymon, Gabriel,” Cillian greeted the two men, feeling a tad guilty before them, especially Curtis.

After all, he was under the latter’s employ, but he ended up switching sides midway to work for Rayna.

He initially wanted to make up an excuse and decline when he received the call from Gabriel to accompany Curtis to Hallsbay. However, James urged him to agree, claiming it would allow them to keep tabs on the man’s movements.

James not at all afraid that I’d give the game

Cillian spacing out. Smacking the latter on the head, he barked, “Stop daydreaming! Didn’t you see that

Cillian merely rubbed his aching

Hallsbay according to the flight plan. Even as Cillian sat

The temperature dropped significantly.

a cough, he broke the silence by venturing, “Why

in response from Curtis were

Cillian promptly fell silent.

plane arrived in Hallsbay and landed

instant Cillian glimpsed the name of the hotel, he recognized it

the latter had already infiltrated Faymon Group’s intelligence team’s system, thereby aware of their every

incredible skills, goosebumps rose all

all people, I can’t ever offend him. He’s

indicated that there wasn’t any woman named “Rayna Garland” staying in the hotel for the

grim expression on his

Cillian to the newly-investigated location in search of

still, he

the entire process repeated itself all over

of Rayna’s name or seen her. Some hotels even supplied them with surveillance

face had darkened frightfully, turning as black as thunder. Nonetheless, he had also discerned something off with

Cillian was overwhelmed

all three trips, and he’s currently looking all ominous.

to him. The sense of oppression was so great that Cillian broke into a cold sweat and teetered on the

destroy my contract with

questions you have. Don’t terrorize me like this,” he stammered, unable to hold himself together as Curtis was

your phone. Mine is running out of battery and won’t last the time needed for me to

It turned out that he wants to

handed it to the man. “You should’ve said that earlier, Mr. Faymon. You scared me

commented disdainfully, “Why are you

his

man seemingly giving someone a call and ordering

hearing Curtis addressing the other person as

computers. Even the police ask him for help sometimes when their

his forehead. When the man had ended the call, he