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.

all afraid that I’d give

turned around, only to notice Cillian spacing out. Smacking the latter on the head, he barked, “Stop daydreaming! Didn’t you see that Mr. Faymon has already boarded the plane? How are you going to pilot the

merely rubbed his aching head

as Cillian sat in the front, he

The temperature dropped significantly.

silence by venturing, “Why are you going to

in response from Curtis were

Cillian promptly fell silent.

arrived in Hallsbay and landed

instant Cillian glimpsed the name of the hotel, he recognized it as one of the fake

team’s system,

of the man’s incredible skills, goosebumps rose all over

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

the receptionist indicated that there wasn’t any woman named “Rayna Garland” staying in the hotel for the past few days when

grim expression on his face, Curtis phoned

Cillian to the newly-investigated location in

he didn’t find

process repeated itself all

hotels consecutively, but all the receptionists denied having heard of Rayna’s name or seen her. Some hotels even supplied them

darkened frightfully, turning as black as thunder. Nonetheless,

was

ended up empty-handed after all three trips, and he’s currently looking all ominous. Will he suspect me? And was there any flaw with my

The sense of oppression was so great that Cillian broke into a cold

Did James destroy my contract with Faymon

Don’t terrorize me like this,” he stammered, unable to hold himself together as Curtis was truly too petrifying

last the time needed for me to make a call,”

It turned out that he wants to borrow

out his phone and handed it to the man. “You should’ve said that earlier, Mr. Faymon. You scared me so

and commented disdainfully, “Why are you so cowardly when you’re

his head

seemingly giving someone a call

hearing Curtis addressing the other person

the police ask him for help sometimes when their

man had ended the call,