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 solution

continued, “Have you been in the underground circles in the past? Do you have those types of friends? Introduce some to me! They can quote as much

to help Mr. Faymon. She

her voice. “She’s a f*cking vixen who’s pretending to be innocent! She only knows how

James remained silent.

Are you her younger brother? I’m mortal enemies with that woman. If you’re her brother, you’ll be the first I kill. I’ll show that

and chose to

salary, I won’t have to serve this spoilt

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

Mr. Faymon, have a taste.” She

she wanted to call him “Mr. Faymon,” she ended

said Curtis. It was his third time seeing her bite her

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

took a sip, Rayna asked, “Does

probably mixed up the steps when brewing the coffee. However, Curtis did not point that out to her since it was only her second time grinding coffee

saying it that he realized that he seemed to be overly generous with

was very strict with everyone. If Gabriel brewed coffee poorly, his pay

proud after

how repulsed Curtis was with the first

cup and took a sip, her

f*ck? It’s so

said, “If you don’t like brewing coffee,

Rayna remained silent.

she had drunk quite some coffee when she attended business meetings at restaurants, none of them was as disgusting and acidic as this. But since Uncle

the coffee

on the screen. She had not noticed it when she had switched on her phone a few times earlier. “Wasn’t

crossed his legs and said calmly, “You got it wrong. It was

remember that it was

thinking that something was

was in Uncle Curtis’ room. I recall that it was Tuesday, but somehow, I skipped a day, and it’s Thursday now. Is my memory messed