Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 72

Chapter 72 Please Let Me Have A Touch Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

After hanging up the phone, Curtis went straight out without looking back. Since Rayna was a woman, it was better to get a female attendant to help her out.

However, he barely managed to walk two steps when he felt his shirt being grabbed from behind.

Rayna managed to stand up in the bathtub, but the shower had left her drenched, and her hair was all over her flushed red cheeks. “Uncle Curtis…”

Curtis was stunned for a moment when he heard her gentle voice. He didn’t expect that she had regained her voice entirely.

The hand that clutched his shirt was delicately fair under the light. As he freed himself from her hold, he gulped and murmured, “I’ll get someone to help you out.”

Yet, Rayna grabbed his shirt again. After being drugged, her nose was extremely sensitive to smell. She could smell that Curtis was giving off a pleasant scent.

“Uncle Curtis, come here.” The bathtub was too slippery. She tried a few times but couldn’t get up. She barely managed to hold onto a part of Curtis’ shirt as he stood far away from her.

Rayna looked up at him, licked her lips, and pleaded, “Just let me have a touch, please.”

Her voice sounded so soft. Curtis held on her wrist and checked her pulse. Her heart was racing quickly, and her body temperature was elevated. Something’s wrong with her!

Curtis’ glare turned hostile.

He was so furious that he wanted nothing more than to throw Kristie to an isolated island for half a year. That’s why I felt something was wrong with Rayna when I brought her back. She has been drugged!

Curtis called Gabriel again and instructed, “Get a female doctor.”

“Mr. Faymon, the doctor and I have arrived at the entrance.”

“Go and get another doctor!” Curtis bellowed coldly. Just as he hung up the phone, Rayna had already gotten out of the bathtub and clung to him like a sloth.

“Uncle Curtis, you look so good…” Rayna murmured, her fingertips caressing his cheek as she continued, “Besides, you smell wonderful. Just like last time.”

She clung to him seductively.

“Uncle Curtis, please, let me touch it. Just a touch.” The woman’s crimson lips continued to move as she muttered in displeasure and reached into his shirt. Curtis’ lower abdomen tightened at the warm touch as he immediately regained his senses. He quickly undid his necktie and tied her hands up.

He brought her outside after wrapping her in a towel. Throwing her onto the bed, he quickly went straight to the living room without even batting an eye.

Curtis was willing to bed with her. He still had vivid memories of her soft, delicate figure. However, he had no interest in a woman who was being drugged. It would seem like he was taking advantage of her.

His lower abdomen felt as though it was on fire after being touched by Rayna’s fingers. He was suffering from the heat when he noticed a cigarette box on the coffee table. He hurriedly took one out, lighted it, and took a few puffs to relieve his discomfort.

Not long after, Gabriel arrived with a female doctor.

The doctor went into the room to examine Rayna while Gabriel came forward to Curtis and reported, “Mr. Faymon, Ms. Kristie was the one who kidnapped Ms. Garland after she snuck back from a ceremony she had attended in Epea. Gray Wolf informed me that Ms. Kristie had been kidnapped when he arrived at the scene. However, he urged us to relax because he had chased after Ms. Kristie, and she was wearing his unique customized ring.”

“Why was she abducted? She is not a threat to the Faymon family,” Curtis questioned coldly, flicking his cigarette over the ashtray.

“Right now, it’s unclear what the intention is. We have no choice but to wait for Gray Wolf’s return. Despite this, Gray Wolf is pretty impressive and is actually a genius in physics. I doubt even the research institute could create that kind of tracker,” replied Gabriel.

Curtis nodded in agreement. Although Theodore attended the same school as Gray Wolf, he might not be able to compete. “Indeed. Pay him in double when he comes back.”

“Noted.”

At that moment, Curtis’ phone on the coffee table buzzed. He received some pictures from an unknown party.

His expression darkened instantly as he clicked to access the pictures.

Kristie appeared unkempt, bound to a chair, and in poor physical condition in the pictures. She was positioned next to the ocean with the waves slamming into the sand. It seemed like she would soon tumble into the sea with the chair.

When Gabriel saw the picture, his expression changed abruptly. “Mr. Faymon!”

It came in the form of a WhatsApp message. Grim-faced, Curtis added the WhatsApp number and initiated a video call. In the next second, a man appeared on the screen.

“Good day, Mr. Faymon.” Although the man looked harsh, his greeting was pleasant. Kristie, who was tied to a chair and had a stone tied to her leg, was behind him as he raised his phone.

Shooting a glance at the person behind the man, Curtis uttered in a low voice, “I want to talk to your boss.”

At first sight, Curtis was certain that the man was a bodyguard who was just following orders.

“I was about to tell you this, Mr. Faymon.” Ringo stopped talking and started a chat room, inviting people to join.

Soon, another gentlemanly-looking man appeared on the screen.

Curtis narrowed his eyes and said, “Mr. Hamilton, your business is in Epea; we do not interact. Why are you doing this? Why would you disturb my people?”

Jefferson smiled. “Indeed, Mr. Faymon. There is no need for me to harbor resentment toward you because we don’t have any interaction in business. However, I will assist you in teaching her a lesson because you are unable to discipline your people properly.”

Within a single sentence, Curtis was aware of Jefferson’s intention to kidnapping Kristie. He noticed that Jefferson was in an Epean-style living room with a vista of yellow and orange outside the floor-to- ceiling window.

Although Jefferson was elsewhere, he must have dispatched someone to Tyrandas.

“I didn’t discipline my people well, and I will let her pay for that. There is no need for you to take action. Think about the dog’s owner before you hit it. I’m sure you’re aware of this, Mr. Hamilton,” said Curtis indifferently.

“No. Since it’s your people, I’m sure you will have mercy on her.” Jefferson smiled. His voice seemed gentle, yet there was a murderous intent exuded from him.

“So, are you declaring war with me? Since I last entered the business world, it has been a while since I last engaged in a match with anyone,” Curtis sneered and put his cigarette in the ashtray.

“I’ve always wanted to have a match with you, Mr. Faymon. There’s no need to rush, though.” Jefferson was aware of the vast business empire of the Faymon Group. But instead of being worried, he grinned affectionately and gently.

Someone entered the room with a box at that precise moment, and Jefferson pointed the camera over while unwrapping the box.

It was a bloody finger in the box with a high-quality emerald ring on that finger. It launched a strong visual assault, unsure whether to look at the finger or the high-quality emerald ring.

Curtis’ face twitched.

That ring is the Faymon family’s heirloom. Aunt Sienna is so adored by Grandma that she is given an emerald ring on her wedding day. Since then, she never takes it off.

Jefferson stated slowly, “Mr. Faymon, I think nobody informed you before that I don’t have a very good personality. I’m just like you. I won’t let anyone touch things that are mine, even if I’ve thrown them away. My ex-girlfriend is really naive and easy to fool with. I have nothing to say as she willingly helped you with that business cooperation. However, I would not stand idly by when the Faymon family actually dared to touch her.”

“I have no issue with that, even if you cut off ten of her fingers.” Curtis was calm. He knew Jefferson appeared polite, but his personality was actually quite aggressive. However, Jefferson’s genuine brutality surprised him.

Besides, he brought Rayna to Tyrandas to assist him in the business cooperation, and he didn’t want anything bad to happen to her either. He had not anticipated that Sienna would hire someone to kill Rayna.

He didn’t do a good job of protecting Rayna, and he had no justification in response to Jefferson’s accusation.