His Precious Love

Chapter 278 The Fourth Gift From Curtis

Just as Curtis was about to throw a document at him, the cowardly Wyatt scrambled to the other couch.

“Contact Twitter’s administrator and get them to designate Jessica’s account as a zombie account. That

way, she’ll no longer be eligible for the prize. If we really allow them to go on that trip, nothing but trouble

will come out of it.”

Wyatt flashed a cheeky smile. “I heard the male escorts in Jetroina are really interesting and know their

way around women. Curtis, are you worried that—”

“Shut up!”

Not daring to fool around any longer, Wyatt did as he was told.

After that, he lay back down on the couch. It was then he received a message from Jessica. “Hmm?

Jessie sent me a message to explain. She said Jasmine gave her two million to trick Theodore into going

with them, and she wants my help.”

Curtis didn’t even bother to look up. “Then get someone to make one of the tickets expire.”

“What if Jessie decides not to go and Rayna ends up going with Jasmine?” Wyatt didn’t agree with the

plan. “Wouldn’t it be better if we tagged along without their knowledge? Once we run into each other on

the cruise ship, there’s little they can do about it.”

“Why do we need to get involved in Theodore and Jasmine’s affairs?”

“Let’s just go along and have fun!” Wyatt smiled gleefully and leaned over. “Women are difficult to

understand. Who knows? She might fall for you on the trip.”

“You’re worried that you won’t get a break if I don’t go. That’s why you’re manipulating me into doing so.”

Wyatt chuckled. “Looks like I can never get anything past you!”

Curtis twirled a pen between his fingers before putting it down on the document. He arched a brow and

said, “Fine. I’ll go. Since you’ve worked hard for the entire year, I’ll give you a few days off.”

“You’re the best, Curtis!” Wyatt was overjoyed. But remembering something, he muttered, “But what are

we going to tell Theodore?”

“That’s your problem.”

Wyatt scratched his head. “Jessie keeps giving me difficult problems to solve.”

As soon as he said that, the office door opened, and in walked a cold-looking Theodore with lunch in his

hands.

“Wow, you’re the best, Theodore. You brought us lunch.” Wyatt rushed over and asked in an excited

tone, “Theodore, do you want to take a break and go on a vacation?”

“No, thanks,” Theodore replied indifferently. He was visibly in a bad mood and wasn’t keen on

entertaining Wyatt.

After placing the food on the table, he turned to Curtis and informed, “I’ll be flying back to Norham on

Friday morning. I need to deal with some stuff and will only be back during the holidays.”

With his arm draped around Theodore’s shoulder, Wyatt said, “There’s nothing to worry about with Mr.

Tylinski holding the fort in Norham. Why are you leaving in such a hurry? Are you trying to avoid

something?”

Theodore threw him an icy glance.

“Your hand.”

F*ck! Why does everyone find me annoying?

Despite feeling aggrieved, Wyatt had no choice but to remove his hand. He subsequently showed

Theodore his phone. “Theodore, look. Jasmine is going to Jetroina. Aren’t you worried? Don’t you feel

like going with her?”

After glancing at the phone emotionlessly, Theodore averted his gaze and answered, “I don’t know her

that well. It’s none of my business where she goes to.”

“Oh, is that how it is?” Wyatt nodded. In the very next second, he tore open Theodore’s shirt to reveal the

hickeys on his collarbone. A cheeky grin appeared on Wyatt’s face. “I heard you were at Intercontinental

last night. Theodore, are you going to tell us that those are mosquito bites?”

With a grimace, Theodore gave Wyatt a kick.

Wyatt howled in pain.

Theodore quickly straightened his shirt while giving Wyatt a dressing down. “When will your itchy hands

ever stop?”

“My poor leg…” Rubbing his thigh, Wyatt complained, “Curtis, are you not going to do something about

this?”

Curtis responded flatly, “You deserved it.”

Upon swiftly signing a document, Curtis handed it to Theodore. “Theodore, once you’re back in Norham,

please take care of this matter with the food manufacturing plant.”

Theodore hummed in acknowledgment before leaving with the file.

“Theodore’s gone. Just like that?” After staring at the tightly shut door, Wyatt returned his gaze to Curtis.

“Damn it! Theodore is already in his thirties. Are you really all right with watching him growing old without

a wife and child?”

Curtis retorted, “Do I look like a matchmaker to you?”

Wyatt scratched his head in frustration. “That’s it. I can’t complete the task Jessie has given me. I’m

doomed!”

Curtis smirked.

He knew that Theodore’s cold temperament would never allow him to reveal his true feelings. Naturally,

the latter would go on the trip without anyone having to ask twice.

However, when he heard Wyatt talking about Theodore not having a wife and children, Curtis—for some

strange reason—recalled the child who would often walk with Rayna. The more she tried to be evasive

about the matter, the more intrigued he was.

“Wyatt, show me that post again,” he piped up.

“Why? Haven’t you ogled at her enough in the office? Are you looking to use her picture as a

screensaver?” Wyatt teased before chucking his phone over.

Curtis tapped on Jasmine’s picture and enlarged it.

His pupils constricted abruptly as if he had ascertained something. “These women really know how to

have fun.” He chuckled lowly.

“What are you talking about?” The curious Wyatt leaned over.

When he saw Curtis staring at Jasmine’s picture, Wyatt inhaled sharply. “Curtis, as a man, there’s

nothing wrong with admiring pretty girls. But two-timing is crossing the line.”

“You’d better clean up your act before sticking your nose into my business!” Curtis sneered as he tapped

the phone against Wyatt’s chest.

Wyatt grabbed his phone and refuted, “My act is very clean, thank you.”

Curtis didn’t even bother to respond.

Meanwhile, the tenancy agreement for Sanders Group’s store was soon delivered to Rayna. The annual

rental was less than a hundred thousand, and the lease was for five years.

Overwhelmed by the gesture, Rayna gave Jasmine a call to thank her, but the latter quickly played down

the matter. After a quick chat, Rayna finally signed it and sent the contract to Linda.

After Linda had recovered and had been discharged from the hospital, Kristie had been dragging her all

over the city to shop and go for beauty treatments. As days passed, she looked a lot younger and more

vibrant than before.

Nevertheless, splurging every day like a rich housewife made Linda feel uncomfortable. Because of that,

she was ecstatic to learn that Rayna had secured a shop in Obelisk Mall for her to sell her snacks and

wine.

Upon viewing the place, she was satisfied with its renovations and didn’t feel that any changes were

required. Once she had prepared her things, Rayna helped her move them over. Curtis offered to help

but was subsequently rejected, for her disapproval of him had yet to diminish.

When Curtis found out that it was Jasmine who had given Rayna the shop, he cocked his brow in

surprise. “You don’t know?”

Rayna rolled her eyes at him. “How would I know what you’re talking about when you don’t speak

properly?”

“You own the management rights of Obelisk Mall.”

Only then did Rayna realize that the document she had signed the other day was a transfer agreement

for the management rights of the mall.

Curtis had a beautiful name for it—it was her first gift ever since they got together.

This is crazy!

Linda changed the sign for the shop and decided to kick off her business on Thursday. Worried that her

mother’s snacks wouldn’t be popular, Rayna planned to gather some people to beef up the crowd.

Little did she expect the shop to be brimming with customers early in the morning. Without any

hesitation, she swiftly joined in to help.

James and Kristie arrived shortly after.

Kristie had planned to help promote the shop but was stopped by Rayna. The latter was concerned that

Linda would end up being overwhelmed given Kristie’s fame.