His Precious Love

Chapter 345 Her Old Flame

Cillian had no choice but to feign ignorance at her question. “Surely that’s not possible. Mr. Faymon and Rayna are

on such good terms.”

His answer caused Roxanne to scrutinize him. “That’s not what I asked. You know something!”

Sh*t!

“I-I don’t know anything…” Cillian threw his hands up, muttering weakly, “I’m just a lowly bodyguard. I follow Mr.

Faymon around daily, but I don’t go into his office.”

Roxanne caught the guilt that flashed across his face and was certain he knew something. “Cillian, you’re going

home alone tonight.”

“Huh? I thought you wanted to watch the fireworks together…” Cillian was baffled.

“I don’t feel like going anymore!” Roxanne glared at him. “I’m going to stay here and celebrate Christmas with

Mom tonight!”

Cillian finally understood that Roxanne was angry. He begged, “Please… I don’t want to spend Christmas alone.”

How miserable would that be?

Cillian was speechless when Roxanne pretended not to hear him.

He stole a glance at James. Sorry, James. I know I promised to keep it a secret, but Roxanne is more important to

me.

Cillian brought Roxanne to a room and proceeded to lay bare everything he knew. He recounted the events from

Rayna contacting him to how he defected to Rayna’s side and returned to Yeringham to spy on Curtis, including

everything that happened between the couple.

It took only three minutes for him to unload what he knew, but Roxanne was stunned for a long time after listening

to him.

Waving his hand in front of Roxanne’s face, Cillian asked, “Hey! Hello, are you okay? Why aren’t you saying

anything?”

Roxanne sucked in a long breath and yelled, “Gosh! Why did they break up—”

“Shhh! Keep your voice down!” Cillian hurriedly covered her mouth. “The soundproofing is rather poor, so James

will hear you!”

He had been afraid that Roxanne would overreact. Hence, he had brought her into the room.

It was a good call!

Pushing his hand away, Roxanne asked in astonishment, “Weren’t they on good terms? Why did they break up and

why did Rayna go overseas?”

“I’m not sure. It seemed like she was searching for something.” Cillian shook his head. “Do you know Jefferson?

Rayna could’ve broken up with Mr. Faymon because of him.”

“Jefferson Hamilton?” Roxanne stared at him with wide eyes.

Of course, I know him! If it wasn’t for his help, I would not have been able to become so successful. Moreover, he’s

also Rayna’s former boyfriend.

Soon, Roxanne managed to calm herself. She murmured, “Could it be that Rayna and Jefferson rekindled the old

flame, and that’s the reason she broke up with Curtis? But that doesn’t sound right…”

She had seen how much Rayna hated Jefferson, even going as far as to slap her when she brought up the latter’s

name. That memory remained fresh in her mind.

So, why would they get back together?

Unable to make heads or tails out of her words, Cillian asked curiously, “What’s Rayna’s relationship with

Jefferson?”

“Oh, he’s Rayna’s ex-boyfriend.”

“Huh?”

“Rayna met him when she was studying abroad, and he was her first love. Jefferson also helped me get into the

entertainment industry.”

“What?”

“What are you blabbering about?” Roxanne smacked him on the head. “Shhh! You’re being too loud!”

Cillian rubbed his head, still reeling from the shock. “I thought it was strange… Rayna and Curtis were a perfect

couple. So her old flame is the cause of their breakup…”

He pondered the information he had just learned. “Where’s Jefferson from?”

“Do you know about the Terblanc family from Yartran?”

Nodding, Cillian exclaimed, “He’s from the Terblanc family?”

“Yes. He’s also second in line for the inheritance.”

Cillian was rendered speechless.

Roxanne ignored the dumbfounded Cillian and rubbed her chin. “I don’t think it’s wise of her to do this… Jefferson

may be rich, but their family has no reach in Aploth! I’d just signed a five-year contract with Excellent

Entertainment Company. What if Curtis targets me because he’s pissed about their breakup?”

“I don’t think Mr. Faymon is such a petty man,” Cillian said.

“Hmph! Would you be angry if I’m taken away by another man?” she asked.

“Of course, I would!” Cillian’s reply was instant. He could not bear the mere thought of it. “If someone tries to take

you away from me, I’ll blow his brains out!”

“That’s right.” Roxanne patted him on the shoulder. “Men are touchy when it comes to matters related to their

women. There is no exception. “Dear Cillian, I will entrust Curtis to you. We need to help him get back together with

Rayna. In my opinion, Curtis suits Rayna better than Jefferson after assessing their stats!”

“Uhh…” Cillian blurted, “Are you sure it isn’t because you’re afraid that Excellent Entertainment Company would

drop you? If Jefferson were the shareholder of the company, I think you would be singing a different tune.”

“Hey, I’m not such a ruthless woman!” Roxanne tugged his ear. “Everything I earn is for the sake of our life

together. Also, I want my sister to be happy!”

Pained at having his ear pulled, Cillian begged, “Okay, okay. Whatever you say.”

“Keep staying by Curtis’ side and spy on him.”

“That might not be possible.”

“Can’t you think of something?” Roxanne rolled her eyes. Suddenly, a thought occurred to her, and she shoved him

aside as she rushed out of the room.

“Where are you going?” Cillian massaged his ear and hurried after her.

He found Roxanne inside Rayna’s room, grabbing a camera from the bookshelf. “Are we taking pictures later?” he

asked.

“Shut up,” Roxanne scolded as she turned on the camera to check for something.

Cillian lumbered over curiously and saw a picture of Rayna flash across the screen for a brief moment before

Roxanne turned the camera off.

She returned the camera to its bag and handed it to him. “Send this to Curtis and tell him Rayna sent this. Got it?”

“Mr. Faymon should be having dinner at the Faymon residence,” Cillian replied. I don’t really want to work on

Christmas Eve. “I want to watch the fireworks with you and sleep at home tonight…”

Standing with her arms akimbo, Roxanne glared at him. “Take it to him and come pick me up after!”

“Now?”

“Yes, right now!”

“Okay, I’ll go,” Cillian muttered in an unhappy face.

Why do I have to go out in this weather on Christmas Eve? But if I don’t do as I’m told, the repercussions would be

disastrous…

Curtis had been in a bad mood lately; thus, Cillian was afraid of incurring his ire. Hence, he decided to call Gabriel to

smooth things over for him.

Just as Cillian exited the residential area, he was buffeted by a gust of cold wind, causing him to shiver

uncontrollably. Gabriel did not sound pleased when he finally answered the call.

“Why are you calling me on Christmas Eve?”