His Precious Love

Chapter 272 Who Do You Think You Are

Curtis gazed at Rayna with his sharp eyes. “So you didn’t sign the contract because you want to distance yourself from me?”

“No,” she answered.

“You don’t look sincere at all when you said that, Rayna.”

Knowing there was no winning against him in an argument, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.

Alas, she tricked him with this little gimmick.

After the kiss ended, her lips appeared even more alluring. Slightly panting, she repeated, “This is Mr. Xavier’s fault, okay? He was the one who forced me to sign the contract. Do you understand what I’m saying?”

Curtis gently rubbed her lips and chuckled. “Who taught you these indecent techniques?”

“Are they indecent?” Rayna was stunned as she replied reflexively, “That doesn’t sound right. Kristie told me ninety percent of all men love this technique the most and that the effect will be stronger if perfume were applied…”

When she saw his amused look, she shut her mouth. Crap… This is so embarrassing! I can’t believe I fell for his trap.

He gave the driver another address. Not long after, the car stopped in front of her residential area. Then, she was sent out of the vehicle dumbfounded.

“Go home and rest well,” he uttered before shutting the door.

The car drove away just a second later.

As Rayna stared at the taxi’s taillight, she was still rooted to her spot with a puzzled look. He just… left?

The cocktail reception was almost over when the clock struck ten.

During the whole night, Jasmine had been dealing with guests, so she didn’t know about the incident that occurred in the sky garden. When she saw there weren’t many guests left in the living room, she packed her things and was ready to leave.

“Ms. Sanders.” A middle-aged man suddenly approached her. He seemed slightly chubby because he wasn’t tall.

She recognized him.

“Ah, Mr. Cook. I see you haven’t left yet. How

a hurry to leave as I want to talk about that advertisement project with you, Ms. Sanders.” Benjamin Cook grinned.

say you found a better advertising company,

better than Sanders Group. You’re beautiful, and you have vast connections, Ms. Sanders. So, in the end, I decided

“Is that so?”

here. I want to discuss this matter with you in

she was about to reject his “offer” coldly, she unintentionally saw Theodore leaving a private

smile at him. Not only that, she proactively leaned closer to him. “Sure. Let me book a room, and we

inhaled her body fragrance. “I knew you would understand me,

of them left the banquet hall, he inappropriately touched her

turned frighteningly grim when

“But there are only rooms upstairs. Is Ms. Sanders taking the guest to a room for a

him a cold glance. “What’s that got

seven. What an unpleasant sight of a man.”

him, Theodore

they saw a taxi

Ms. Sanders spending time with a man like him? You should know that, for some men, once they get into the

Alaniniz(dot)com Then he turned his head back and looked at the hotel, feeling dejected.

he stomped on it. Without delay, he

smile, Jeremy shook his head. “Why can’t he just say

booked a room with the hotel. Just as she brought Benjamin into the room, he eagerly locked

that. “Look at how eager you are, Mr.

to ‘chat’ with a beauty like you, Ms. Sanders?” Giggling, he dashed toward the bar, took out a bottle of red wine, and popped

how she was feeling tired, she strolled into the

she covertly left the room and saw Benjamin removing something from his pocket. He threw a pill into his mouth before throwing another into the

that. How disgusting! Does Mr. Cook think he’s outstanding just because he has a listed company? He intentionally refused to collaborate with Sanders Group in the past, yet now he’s trying to play hard to get! If I didn’t see

though his body was on fire and licked his lips when he

her, he handed a glass of red wine

she grabbed the glass. However, she didn’t drink it, even