His Precious Love

Chapter 2

Meeting Uncle Curtis Heavenly Palace was famous in the city as a sleazy bar, where all kinds of physical pleasures could be satisfied. Sitting at the bar, Rayna downed a few shots of whiskey as an insidious thought snowballed in her mind. It doesn’t matter who the father of the children is. In fact, the children will be even more beautiful if I find myself a handsome man. Suddenly, her gaze—which was scanning the dancefloor—fell upon a towering silhouette. Even though she couldn’t see his face clearly, his build clearly stood out from the crowd, and the fact that he was surrounded by a group of sharply dressed men and women added to his allure. He will do! After making her decision, Rayna took a deep breath before tossing her hair to the side and swaggering toward him in her heels. “I’m so dizzy…”

When passing by, Rayna pretended to stumble by accident and fell right into Curtis Faymon’s arms. The next moment, a pair of big strong hands threaded around her waist and caught her steadily. Lying in an unfamiliar embrace, Rayna began to feel dry in her throat as Curtis’ masculine pheromones overwhelmed her senses. In fact, she could feel her rationality gradually drifting away. “You smell amazing…” Curtis furrowed his brows while his assistant and bodyguards all gaped in shock. What an audacious woman to do something like that in broad daylight! “Miss, please mind yourself,” Curtis said icily. Recognizing the familiar voice, the stunned Rayna raised her head. When she looked at the man’s cold eyes, her heart skipped a beat. She widened her eyes in shock, and after a long pause, she murmured in disbelief, “U-Uncle Curtis?” Oh my God! What’s going on? How did I end up running into Julian’s uncle? It was public knowledge that Curtis was Alfred Faymon’s adopted son, for the latter didn’t have any of his own. Early on, he had sent Curtis overseas to study management, and on Alfred’s sixtieth birthday, he had named Curtis as the heir to Faymon Group.

This was the first time Rayna had come within close proximity of him. He had the chiseled features of a male model, and his thin frame exuded an air of aloofness. Given the cold look in his eyes, she felt as if he could easily read her mind. “Uncle Curtis… I-I’m sorry.” It wasn’t until he heard the way she addressed him that Curtis finally realized what was going on. He knitted his brows and quickly released Rayna, preparing to leave with an indifferent look in his eyes. He had never shown any interest in women who threw themselves at

glance at Curtis and caught the emotionless look on his face, she pretended to grimace in pain. Then, she rubbed her ankle. “Besides, I sprained my ankle… and it

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