His Precious Love

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Chapter 77 Precious Darling

At that moment, someone banged on the room door loudly, scaring Rayna. There must be something

wrong with the person outside. There’s a doorbell, but the person isn’t pressing it!

Kristie stomped in angrily in a red dress. If it were someone else, Rayna would have thought that the

person was crazy. However, it was understandable if it was Kristie.

When she went to Curtis’ mansion the previous time, she also ignored the doorbell and insisted on

knocking on the door.

What a spoilt princess!

“Curt, why are you chasing me to Moranta to study?” Without a care in the world, Kristie walked in and

sat on Curtis’ lap indignantly. “I don’t want to go!”

When she stormed over to Tyrandas to teach Rayna a lesson, Rayna ended up turning the tables on her.

After she had spent so much effort untying the ropes around her hands, a man rushed in and knocked

her out.

She regained consciousness that morning in Gray Wolf’s room. He said that she had taken some

medicine and her body was fine. After eating breakfast, she was supposed to board a plane and leave.

Curtis had instructed that she would be sent to Moranta to study for half a year.

“You must go.” Without even cracking a smile, Curtis said coldly, “I’ve terminated all the previous films

that you were part of. After you come back, I’ll appoint another manager for you.”

“Curt, you’re bullying me!” protested Kristie as she threw a tantrum. “You’re just annoyed with me and

want to send me far away!”

“If you continue kicking up a fuss, I’ll make you study there for a longer time.”

“You don’t pamper me anymore, Curt!” With her eyes turning red, Kristie sounded like she was on the

verge of tears. “No one does that to their precious darling!”

“Ahem!” When Rayna heard the term “precious darling,” she could not hold herself back anymore. She

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choked on her sandwich and had to take a huge gulp of orange juice to swallow it.

Kristie immediately spun her head around and frowned upon spotting Rayna. “You foul vixen!”

That woman sabotaged me so badly!

“It looks like I’m quite a beautiful lady to be called a vixen by you, Ms. Winton.” Not angry at all, Rayna

said with a smile, “Let me correct you. Vixens are alluring but not foul.”

“I say what I like. It’s none of your business!” Kristie widened her eyes and cursed, “You’re just

pretending to be an innocent b*tch. All you do is sabotage others. If it weren’t for you—”

“Shut up,” stated Curtis in a deep and commanding voice.

Kristie pouted with an indignant expression, looking like she was on the verge of tears.

It’s all that woman’s fault for sabotaging me! She pushed me to the brink of desperation, and now I’m

being sent away to study!

“Curt, I don’t want to study!” Kristie only dared to speak after holding herself back for a while. “Curt, you

can change my manager if you want. I just don’t want to study!”

Curtis ignored her and called, “Gabriel?”

“Got it, Mr. Faymon.”

Rayna and Kristie were both puzzled. Even though Curtis did not say much, it was like Gabriel could

read his mind.

After a while, Rayna saw Gabriel reappear with a transparent and long ruler. When Kristie, who was

sitting on Curtis’ lap, spotted the ruler, her face turned pale.

“Curt, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have snuck here. I just missed you too much! I didn’t neglect my work

either,” exclaimed Kristie in a cute tone. “I’ll go back and write ten apology letters. No, fifty!”

Curtis lifted her away from him, revealing no signs of emotions on his face.

“The usual rules.”

“It’s too embarrassing, Curt! Don’t do this!” Kristie’s head dropped as she pointed at Rayna. “That old

woman keeps bullying me! I…”

However, when she saw the stern and cold look in Curtis’ eyes, she pouted and walked toward Gabriel.

Gabriel took a cushion and placed it on the floor.

Rayna, on the other hand, was pleased. She initially thought that Curtis would just punish Kristie by

making her stand and write apology letters. With a grunt, Kristie knelt on the cushion reluctantly.

Curtis sat there with his legs crossed and instructed calmly, “Fifty slaps on the palm.”

“Fifty?” Kristie placed her hands down immediately, her cheeks completely pale. “My hands are so soft,

Curt. Can you bear to hit me fifty times? It used to be only ten times in the past! You’ve increased it by

five times, Curt! You’re a villain!”

Curtis was so annoyed by her loud protests that he frowned.

Massaging his temples, he glanced at Rayna. “Ms. Garland, how many times do you think is

appropriate?”

Rayna was at a loss for words.

Uncle Curtis, you can just teach her a lesson if you want. Why are you dragging me into this?

Kristie glared at Rayna with a murderous look in her eyes, as if she would kill Rayna if she dared to say

anything wrong.

“I think fifty’s pretty good,” replied Rayna coolly, ignoring Kristie’s glare. She had not forgotten how Kristie

had hit her knee with the golf club.

“Rayna!” Kristie fumed with rage, wishing for nothing more than to skin Rayna alive. “Just wait!”

Curtis said calmly, “Go to Moranta and study or get hit fifty times on your palms. It’s your choice.”

Studying is so boring. I won’t go!

Kristie stared at Curtis pitifully. When she saw that he was not planning on defending her, she pouted

and raised her hands over her head. Gabriel swung the ruler down harshly.

“Ouch! It hurts!” Kristie blew on her palms which had turned red from the beating.

However, under Curtis’ intimidating gaze, she raised her hands again.

The crisp slaps resounded across the silent living room once every two seconds. After twenty-four slaps,

Kristie’s palms became completely red, and she could barely raise them.

“Mr. Faymon, Ms. Winton still needs to act. We can call it a day after a few more hits,” interrupted Rayna.

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After all, showing Kristie a bit of mercy would make life easier in the future. She did not want to be

enemies with Kristie forever. “That’s enough.”

Kristie did not put up a stubborn front either and exclaimed through tears, “Yeah! I still need to act after

going back. If you continue hitting me, my hands will be paralyzed. How can I continue acting then?”

Smirking coldly, Curtis said, “It’ll be good if they’re paralyzed. That’ll make your memory better.”

Kristie cowered, her shoulders slumping down.

“Go back in the evening and stay with the film crew. We’ll continue after you’re done with the filming. You

aren’t allowed to go anywhere else,” commanded Curtis. “If this happens another time, I’ll break your

legs, understand?”

“Understood.” Kristie nodded obediently.

“Get lost!”

Since Kristie had been kneeling for a long while, her knees ached, and she could not stand. Gabriel had

to help her up and walk her to the door.

“Ms. Kristie, this is the medicine. Apply it thrice daily.” Gabriel shoved the medicine into Kristie’s pockets

and urged, “Ms. Garland is very important to Mr. Faymon. Stop targeting her, or you’ll just be inviting

trouble to yourself.”

“She just knows a few foreign languages. It’s not like no one else does!” protested Kristie unhappily.

“Can’t Curt discuss business matters with me? I’m witty and learn fast! Why must he look for a f*cking

vixen like her?”

Gabriel smiled.

Although it was true that Kristie was a fast learner, he did not agree that she was witty.

“Mr. Tylinski.” James had just arrived with a bag in his hands. He did not spare Kristie a single glance as

if he did not see her. “Is Mr. Faymon inside?”

“He’s eating breakfast.”

“What a coincidence! I have something for Mr. Faymon.”

Seeing how both of them were chatting and ignoring her, Kristie shoved Gabriel aside and demanded

furiously, “Gray Wolf! Didn’t you see that I’m here too? Are you purposely ignoring me?”

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