His Precious Love

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Chapter 58 A Deal

The stranger was wearing a skirt and a headscarf, but it was obvious that he was a man judging from his

muscular build.

“Mr. Faymon, I’m sorry I didn’t pay attention.” Gabriel lowered his head fearfully as Curtis’ intense

pressure loomed over him. “It was my fault that they managed to kidnap Ms. Garland.”

“Why are you such a fool?” Curtis glared at him. “The lounge is brightly lit. Is the woman blind? Why

would she bump into Rayna? Do you think Jefferson doesn’t know that we’re going overseas?”

Gabriel’s head was so low that it was about to touch his stomach.

There was no time to yell at Gabriel. Curtis continued checking the surveillance cameras and saw the

man hoisting Rayna into his arms outside. Under the flight attendant’s lead, they boarded their plane

elsewhere.

The medium-sized aircraft wasn’t scheduled to fly today, but Jefferson chartered a flight and left with

Rayna when Curtis got there.

Their destination was Tyrandas.

Gabriel checked their route and told Curtis, “They should be reaching Avenport Airport at noon. Our flight

will depart half an hour later, so we’ll land one hour after their plane lands.”

As Curtis’ expression grew icier, Gabriel couldn’t stop cold sweat from beading on his forehead.

Steeling himself, he asked, “Mr. Faymon, should I get Wildjet here? I can inform Mr. Caulker and get the

flight procedure approved quickly.”

“That won’t do. There isn’t any pilot around,” came Curtis’ frosty answer. “You don’t have a license, and

I’m too tired to fly the plane. Why? Can you make it fly by itself?”

Gabriel was speechless.

He’s right. Where can I find a pilot?

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“Mr. Faymon, I know someone!” Gabriel immediately gave someone a call. He talked on the phone softly

for three minutes before heaving a sigh of relief.

Curtis arched a brow and asked, “Who is it?”

“You’ll find out soon enough.”

When the pilot arrived, Gabriel had already got someone to fly Wildjet over without attracting any

attention. It was parked in the corner of the airport.

Forty minutes later, Curtis finally saw the pilot Gabriel contacted—James Griffith.

The young man was clad in a short-sleeved T-shirt and casual slacks. Despite his simple clothes, he

looked handsome thanks to his good looks. Curtis glanced at him thoughtfully.

His eyes look familiar. They remind me of someone.

“Mr. Tylinski, you really got Wildjet? The one from the base?” James asked earnestly. He couldn’t believe

his ears. “That jet is amazing. Are you sure this is the one?”

“I borrowed it. The rate is calculated per second,” came Gabriel’s answer.

He wouldn’t have borrowed this jet from the base if the matter wasn’t urgent. After all, it was super

expensive to fly it around.

“Let’s go. What are we waiting for?” James was all boosted. Earnestly, he declared, “I used to imagine

what it is like to fly Wildjet. I finally get the chance to do it now!”

Curtis asked, “Do you have a pilot’s license?”

“I won’t be flying the jet if I don’t have one,” James snapped impatiently. “I have a family, so I don’t want

to die yet.”

He showed Curtis his pilot’s license.

James was an ace student who scored straight As at the famous academy. He was ranked among the

top five in sniper training and jet training.

Gabriel inched nearer to Curtis and commented, “Students from that famous academy must train for at

least five years to pass the jet training. Nevertheless, it only took him one year to pass the training. If I

hadn’t asked his academy to confirm it, I would’ve thought that he was boasting!”

“Let’s go.” Curtis returned the pilot’s license to James. “There’s no rush. Just arrive at Avenport Airport

before eleven o’clock.”

They exited through the fast lane and soon arrived at the apron where Wildjet was parked.

It was a black fighter jet hidden in a corner without attracting any attention as it seemed to have blended

into the dark. James couldn’t keep his eyes off the jet.

This new jet developed by the base hasn’t been launched yet. I can’t believe I can touch and fly it!

“Are you sure I can fly this?” Worried, James asked Curtis in the cockpit, “Flying this jet is like flying a

ticking time bomb across other countries’ airspace.”

Curtis grunted in acknowledgment. “Don’t worry. They arranged a special route for you.”

James was relieved to hear that.

He wanted to earn some money but had no intention of losing his life.

Wildjet was a jet with a two-seat tandem cockpit. Gabriel had to take the commercial flight to meet Curtis

in Tyrandas, so he stood aside and watched as the jet took off.

Rayna felt uncomfortable in her sleep and opened her eyes groggily. She realized she was in someone

else’s arms. No wonder it feels so uncomfortable.

“Are you up?” The gentle but familiar voice caused Rayna to go stiff.

She lifted her head to meet Jefferson’s gaze.

His gaze was as gentle as usual, like he would never fly into a fury.

She glanced around and discovered they seemed to be inside a plane’s first-class cabin.

“Wasn’t I changing my clothes in the restroom?” Rayna muttered under her breath. I was about to take

off my clothes when someone knocked me out. I fainted immediately.

Recalling what happened, she regained her senses and clenched her teeth. “You sent me camellias

every day and now, you’ve kidnapped me and brought me on a plane. What do you want?”

Does Mr. Tylinski know that I’ve been kidnapped?

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“Are you thirsty?” Jefferson asked and offered her a glass of juice. Instead of taking it, Rayna struggled

to sit up, but he held her tightly.

“Belle, we haven’t met for three years. All I want to do is hug and talk to you.” Jefferson rested his chin

on her shoulder. The intimate gesture made Rayna extremely uncomfortable.

Her body was stiff, Rayna said, “I remember what you said during the cocktail reception that day. This

plane is headed for Tyrandas. You want to beat Curtis to it and get that deal for yourself.”

“What a smart girl.” Jefferson ruffled her shiny, black hair. He couldn’t get enough of her hair. “Belle, you

and Curtis have a deal, but I’m different. What’s mine is yours.”

“Even if you’re right, I don’t want to help you.” Rayna’s teeth were chattering in fear when she recalled

what happened three years ago. “I don’t want anything that belongs to you.”

Jefferson brushed a hand across her skin. It was initially warm but felt cold now. She was trembling in his

arms. The realization sent prickles of pain all over his heart.

Did she suffer badly that night?

“I’m sorry.” Jefferson pressed a light kiss to her nape.

He had many things to tell her but couldn’t do so. I shall shoulder all the bad things, and I just want my

dear girl to be safe and sound.

“Jefferson, let’s have a civilized discussion.” Rayna pushed him. His breath fanned her neck, and she

couldn’t help but shudder in disgust.

No matter what she said, he refused to release her.

“Let me lean on you. I’m sleepy after watching you for so long,” Jefferson said in a low voice. He

removed his glasses and leaned on her shoulder.

Rayna’s body remained stiff. She dared not move at all.

A while later, she heard the sound of his soft breathing. It seemed that Jefferson had fallen asleep on her

shoulder.

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