His Precious Love

Chapter 105 Did She Lose Her Mind

Right then, the elevator doors opened, and the moment Rayna lost her support, she fell backward.

Curtis reached out to grab her.

The man’s fingertips were cold. When he pulled her back into the elevator and allowed her to regain her balance, he considerately let go of her. The entire moment lasted no more than ten seconds.

Still, Rayna had yet to come back to her senses.

After pressing the elevator button, Curtis said, “Ms. Garland, take this as a favor for your supervisor. You said you didn’t believe that your supervisor died in an accident, so bring justice to him.”

I knew it!

Curtis’ words affirmed Rayna’s suspicion. Jonathan was a careful man, so she could not wrap her mind around how he could possibly get a heart attack just because he stayed up late for a few nights.

“Mr. Faymon, you know something, don’t you?” Rayna turned to him.

“My knowledge does not mean I have the capability to resolve this,” Curtis told her, the look in his eyes icy. “I’m sure you know what situation Faymon Group is now in after encountering those incidents in Tyrandas.”

Rayna tightened her fists.

Everyone wanted the large cake named Faymon Group. Furthermore, Curtis was not the biological son of the Faymon family, so the civil war within Faymon Group was even more intense than usual. In the end, the one who ended up exhausted was Curtis.

Rayna then glanced at the man for a little longer. From her angle, she could only see his side profile, as well as how tensed and stone-hearted he was. Somehow, a wave of pity swelled in her heart.

No matter how impressive he is, he’s just a man; he’s no God.

After taking in a deep breath, Rayna quietly said, “All right. I’ll take on this position. I’m not doing this for you or Faymon Group, but Mr. Lawson took good care of me in the past. He was my teacher, and I want to bring justice to him.”

Curtis’ lips curled into a vague semblance of a smile at that.

arrived on the translation department’s floor. When the doors opened, Curtis reached out to Rayna. For a moment, Rayna was distracted by his bony, slender fingers. “Ms. Garland, I look forward to working

“All right.”

remained standing by the doorway until the elevator doors closed,

more restrained and considerate after coming back from Tyrandas—like they were strangers. At that very moment, she felt the

and he even called her “Sweetheart” in a

was shocked by it. Not only did her ears turn red, but a look of embarrassment

I lose my mind? Why am I thinking about this? It’s nothing strange for Uncle Curtis to act like a stranger. We weren’t close from the start,

swiftly crowded her. They bombarded her with exclamations and questions, and it seemed like they had already found out about the topic for

been transferred to the new Department of Regulators,” Rayna told them with a smile. “Nevertheless, we’re all part of Faymon Group, and we’re still coworkers. I’ll come back to visit

allow you to pick your own people? Can you pick from our

of the departments within Faymon Group. Not even

be giving me a list,” Rayna said. “So, at the end of the day, Mr. Faymon’s still the one to pick who works in the

disappointed to

Rayna was not surrounded by her coworkers for long, for Elliot arrived. He was the new head of the translation department,

a box

led her to the

was not sectioned off, but a card was needed to enter and exit the place. On the left was the conference room, and on

card room, and a manager’s office. The manager’s office was shielded away with color-changing glass walls, and whenever the manager needed to

twitched as she listened to Naomi’s introductions. “This

like I’m

in Faymon Group, including

to Rayna. “From now on, your suits will be custom-made by Mr. Eugene. I’ve already informed him of your measurements, so please just tell him

in a daze as

level truly isn’t the same as being an

things, and while Rayna was still digesting what had happened earlier in the day, Naomi came again.

having a tough time from now on, so he asked me to send you some

thank Mr. Faymon for

are you talking about, Captain Obvious? I’d rather have you stop trying