His Precious Love

Chapter 78 You Are Mistaken

Only then did James lower his head and glance at her. “Oh, you’re here too, Ms. Winton?”

Kristie stomped angrily.

“I’ll just take this inside.” Gabriel grabbed the bag in James’ hands, hoping that he would just bring Kristie away. “You can take Ms. Kristie away to rest.”

With that, he entered the room and shut the door. Everything was done within ten seconds.

“What are you looking at? Mr. Tylinski has already entered,” said Kristie with a pout. “Carry me back now.”

The veins on James’ forehead throbbed. “Are your legs paralyzed?”

“I’ve been kneeling for so long that my knees hurt!” Kristie felt angry just thinking about it. “It’s that old woman’s fault! Why can’t I ever win her? This is cursed!”

“Ms. Winton, she’s only a few years older than you.” James heard that the interpreter by Curtis’ side was barely twenty-five years old, yet Kristie kept calling her an old woman.

Kristie glared at him. “She bullied me! How can you defend her? Did she send you as a spy?”

“You disrespected her, Ms. Winton.”

“Regardless, I will definitely take revenge!” Kristie stomped angrily and extended her arms. “Carry me now!”

“Walk on your own.”

“Fine! Are you disobeying me? I’ll tell Curt!” shouted Kristie as she turned around, about to enter the room.

Remembering that he had not received his seven-figure salary yet, James bent over and carried her.

“That’s right!” sneered Kristie. Having changed dozens of bodyguards, she had no impression of any of them. James was the only one whom she liked more than the rest, though he was always rude to her.

Lying in his arms, Kristie swung her legs arrogantly. “After we go back, you must help me apply the medicine to my hands. Also, change the flight to tomorrow morning. Cook for me today and send me to the airport the next morning.”

“Miss, this is Tyrandas, not Chanaea. How am I supposed to cook for you?”

Think of a

those types of friends? Introduce some to me! They can quote as much as they want as long as they help

“Ms. Winton, that lady is here to help Mr. Faymon. She isn’t much of a threat to you, so stop thinking of

pretending to be innocent! She only knows how

James remained silent.

Kristie yelled angrily, “You’re my subordinate! Even if I’m at fault, you must protect me. Yet, you keep defending that old woman! Are you her younger brother? I’m mortal enemies with that woman. If you’re her

rolled his eyes and chose

get my seven-figure salary, I won’t have

an artifact from the nineteenth century. Unable to control herself, Rayna personally brewed two cups of

Mr. Faymon, have a taste.” She almost

to call him “Mr. Faymon,” she ended up saying “Uncle

me,” said Curtis. It

fine. I can adjust.” Rayna’s expression looked unnatural. “Have a taste of

sip, Rayna asked, “Does

that out to her since it was only her second time grinding coffee beans. There was always room for improvement for

was after saying it that he realized that he seemed to

brewed coffee poorly, his pay would get deducted. However,

proud

forgotten how repulsed Curtis

took a sip, her

f*ck? It’s so bitter and

like brewing coffee, it won’t taste good to

Rayna remained silent.

disgusting and acidic as this. But since Uncle Curtis has always been so

drinking the coffee and

She had not noticed it when she had switched on her phone a few times

his legs and said calmly,

that it was

scratched her head, thinking that something

woke up, I was in Uncle Curtis’ room. I recall that it was Tuesday, but somehow, I skipped a