His Precious Love

Chapter 173 She Is My Sister

“That’s right. I still have the check in my bag!” Rayna replied.

A sudden thought came into Curtis’ mind. He posed another question to Rayna. “Why do you think your brother is homosexual?”

“Because of that time when I called him to come home for a meal,” Rayna mumbled. “The person who answered the call seems to be a girl. She had a bad temper and said I was disturbing her. I asked my brother if the girl was his girlfriend. He denied it and claimed that the person was his roommate, who happened to have a high-pitched voice. Afterward…”

Rayna rested against the side of the bathtub and sighed. “When I asked more, he started to hem and haw. That was when I knew something was up.”

“Which day was it?”

“Huh? Why do you ask about the day? It should be Wednesday, I think.”

Curtis rubbed his chin, recalling the Wednesday morning Kristie had sent him several text messages. She was complaining about Gray Wolf abandoning her for a date with another woman when he was her bodyguard and supposed to protect her at all times.

So she was following James then and thought Rayna was his girlfriend?

Very soon, Curtis made sense of everything. He casually remarked, “Trust me. Your brother is straight as a stick.”

“Why is that so?” Rayna inched closer to Curtis, curious about his claim.

“Instinct.”

Rayna could not help but burst out laughing. “If you’re a woman, I’ll hundred percent trust your instinct. But Mr. Faymon, you’re a man, so I don’t believe you!”

“Well, just don’t dwell too much on it.” Curtis did not say anything more. Some things were better left for James to explain personally. “Don’t be too shocked if he brings a girl and introduces her to you in the future.”

Rayna waved her hand. “Nah, I won’t interfere as long as he likes her. It doesn’t matter if she’s not pretty; she can make it up with her intelligence! It doesn’t matter what kind of girl she is as long as she’s not like Ms. Winton. Girls like Ms. Winton tend to be whiny. They’re more suitable to be married to prestigious families and be pampered by their husbands. My brother is so easygoing. He’ll be bullied if he has a girlfriend like Ms. Winton.”

Rayna rambled on for a while before realizing Curtis was looking at her oddly. She knew she had spoken too much and hastily explained, “Mr. Faymon, please don’t get me wrong. I don’t mean anything in particular. I’m just giving an example!”

Curtis simply hummed in response.

expression if she knew who

Kristie got together with a man like Cillian. But James was different. He was outstanding in several aspects, and it helped that he was

dull response baffled

probe further when a phone

from his pocket and looked at it before passing it to

had forgotten that her phone was with Curtis. She took the phone from

you all right?” James asked

Rayna replied, “I’m fine, thanks to your

touch you?” James asked while suppressing his anger. “Are you hurt? I’ll go

“You must concentrate in school, okay? Oh, remember to give Mom a call. I most probably won’t

earlier. She mentioned Julian visited her and gifted her some

was startled. “Just

pastries instead of coming to

had the cheek to think about reconciling with you. What audacity! When I’m free, I’ll help Mom shift

right, I’ll let you handle this

James suddenly asked, “Rayna, are you with Mr.

Rayna felt a little guilty for some reason. “Don’t get the wrong idea. I’m only helping

answering, “Have an early

James was looking at his phone

minutes ago, he suddenly received an urgent notification on his phone. The tracker, which he had given Rayna in the form of a

it was the housekeeper who answered the call, and the phone was passed

the urgent situation, he sought Curtis’ assistance

discover that his sister seemed to have a close relationship with Curtis all this while. He also found out

tasked with protecting during the trip

was lost in thought, Kristie, who had been searching high and low for him, came over. “I’ve been looking

lost her balance on her stilettos and lurched toward James. Before she could regain

Wolf, you’re

asked her solemnly, “The