His Precious Love

Chapter 355

After a pause, Arnaud smiled and added, “It’s unfortunate that you won’t have the chance to do so anymore, Ms. Garland. The living cost in Frosa is extremely high. It’s going to be tough to survive without money.”

Rayna immediately understood what he meant by that. Her expression darkened. “You did something to my credit cards.”

“I can do whatever I want to his card, let alone yours,” he taunted.

His arrogant voice gave her a strong urge to tell him off. However, she took a few deep breaths and successfully reined back her anger. “Arnaud, you won’t be smug for long.”

“Oh, it sounds like you want to meet up with me, Ms. Garland?” Arnaud chuckled softly. “Oh, by the way, all my younger brother’s identification documents are no longer valid now. Other than the city buses and subways, I don’t think he’s able to take any other forms of transportation.”

Trembling with anger, Rayna snarled through gritted teeth, “You sure are f*cking inhuman.”

“Thanks for your compliment, Ms. Garland.” His voice was still relaxed. “I’ll do my best to bring out the full meaning of ‘inhumanity: Please excuse me as I have a meeting coming right up. I hope that you and my brother will have an enjoyable time over there. Send my regards to him and his mother too.”

Soon, the call was disconnected.

Rayna shot daggers at her phone. At that moment, she wanted nothing more than to have a door that could reach Arnaud’s place and go through it to lay a sharp punch across his disgusting face.

What a cunning man! Not only did he cut off our means of subsistence, but he also called to provoke me!

After standing in the chilly wind for a long time, Rayna finally calmed herself down. She took out the two credit cards and stared at them. They were useless then. There was nothing she could do but get someone to transfer her money so that she could directly withdraw it from the bank.

Some hesitation later, she dialed the same number that Curtis used to call her that morning.

While waiting for the line to go through, she recalled that she had severely hurt him once. If she were to tell Curtis that she needed money from him because Arnaud had frozen her cards, he would definitely not be happy about it. After all, it was once again related to the grudge between Jefferson and Arnaud.

No man could tolerate their beloved woman helping another man, let alone the petty and jealous Curtis.

hung up the call at once. Inwardly, she was glad that it did not go through.

it, she realized she could only seek help from Jessica

no way she would want to bother

she waited for the call to be answered. The moment it was connected, she immediately said, “James,

Where are you?” Kristie cut her off before she could

not expect Kristie to be the one answering

Why aren’t you saying anything, Rayna?” Kristie asked when she did not hear anything from the other end of the

Rayna quickly regained her composure. “But I think. they’re fine now. Bye, I’m hanging up,” she said in a hurry, not wanting to drag Kristie

Chanaea, Kristie stared at the black screen on the phone in puzzlement.

the call earlier, it was clear that Rayna sounded anxious. It felt like she had run into some difficulties. But why did she gloss it over when I asked her about it? She even ended

Rayna going abroad and witnessing Curtis‘ indifference when she met him that day. Even though she was aware that something had happened to their relationship, James claimed

you’re truly clueless! Why would Rayna

on leaving Rayna

had run wild. Considering Curtis‘ apathetic personality, she reckoned

bed, copied out the phone number, and deleted

called Wyatt. “Wyatt, where are you? I’m coming to you

up his whole afternoon, a few of his meetings had to

the time he returned home, it was already late at

the coat slung over his arm and asked, “Mr. Lopez, do you want

from drinking at the cocktail reception.

long gone to

“Got it.”

entered the bedroom upstairs, being extra careful not to make any noise. When he noticed the bulge on the bed, he walked closer and saw Jessica slumbering while

cheek,

struck twelve, insisting on staying up to watch dramas. But after moving here, she goes to bed at midnight every day. And now, she’s already asleep when it’s only eleven o’clock. Is she