His Precious Love

Chapter 81 A Job For Men

Unfortunately for Cillian, the spot he was standing allowed him to see Curtis poking his head out of the car window. At the sight of the latter’s stony expression and gaze, he shuddered. “Hi, Mr. Faymon!”

Curtis merely let out a grunt in acknowledgment. “Once you’re done talking, get into the car. It’s going to rain soon.”

Rayna looked at the sky and muttered under her breath, “The weather is splendid! Why would it rain?” Still, she stopped chatting with Cillian and put the box into the trunk.

Cillian then got into the car as well.

However, he scratched his head in bewilderment as he glanced at the jeep ahead. Why did Mr. Faymon talk in that tone? Is he in a bad mood?

As those eight jeeps drove past, they stirred up a thick cloud of dust from the ground. All of a sudden, the sunny weather disappeared, and the heavy rain poured.

Rayna was dumbstruck when she saw the rain droplets blurring the car’s windows. Uncle Curtis was right!

However, the rain did not last long as it stopped pouring at around half past five that evening. Despite that, the sky was still gloomy. By then, the jeeps had successfully gone past the mountain and arrived at another spot.

Upon getting out of the car, Rayna realized their surroundings were filled with shrubs taller than her. We’re surrounded by mountains. If it weren’t for the dirt road, I would’ve thought that we’d ended up in a primeval forest.

They seemed to have stopped on top of a slope. When she looked down along the dirt road, she could faintly see a village covered by plants. It seemed like the greenery had the buildings fully encircled.

“Cillian,” Curtis called out in a deep voice.

Like a monkey, Cillian rushed toward Curtis and asked, “How may I help you, Mr. Faymon?”

“Tell everyone to have a rest here and wait for the next instruction.” Curtis then looked up into the sky. The sky isn’t completely dark yet, so we still can’t make our move.

Before Cillian could say a word in response, Rayna piped up, “I’ll scout out the area first, Mr. Faymon. I know you want all of us to move in together after nightfall. However, you seem to have forgotten about something.”

like commoners. Hence, they’ll scare the villagers. Everything’s going to fall apart before we can negotiate with

and questioned, “What

brought Rayna, who knew Uronian, along, he naturally would want to get the negotiation done as

faint smile on her lips, Rayna took out the box she told Cillian to bring along from the jeep’s trunk. It was filled with clothing typically

huge amount of liquid foundation with some dye before applying the mixture to her body. Soon, her

doing? Your

shot him a sidelong glance, shutting him

by her own makeup skills. “If I were to discuss

like a villager. Her eyes were so bright that they seemed

him. Although Rayna isn’t as pretty as Kristie, I always found her attractive. It turns out it’s because of her eyes. Her eyes always look so

actions dawned on Cillian immediately. “Let me keep you company, then. Not only are you a

male clothing. Just as he wanted to get changed, he heard

and asked, “Do you have a sore throat, Mr. Faymon? I have some lozenges in

Curtis was rendered speechless.

I’ll accompany Ms. Garland. The smell of blood on

his shirt

go alone, so she was befuddled when Cillian and Curtis wanted to tag

I thought this was troublesome, I wouldn’t have

To change into it, he had to take off his shirt. Rayna watched as he undid the buttons of his shirt with his fingers. Soon, his

rested his fingers on

Rayna was still staring at Curtis’ collarbone, thinking that she could see more of him. After their

fabric looked like it belonged to an internationally renowned

but he was too tall that she

furrowed his brows, and his expression

the villagers will notice it. Perhaps you can do it yourself.” With that,

data, so he had never seen a contour palette before, let alone using one. Scowling, he stood still and stared

head, Rayna’s face was only