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Chapter 350

Curtis sneered. “Jefferson gave up his right to become the head of the Terblanc family, making Arnaud the only

remaining heir. It’ll be a piece of cake for Arnaud to get to know the prominent figures in Aploth. He’s planning to

enter Aploth’s market. That’s why he dared to lay a finger on me. Moreover-”

“He knows how much Jefferson cares about Ms. Garland and that you and Jefferson share a mother. He wants to

play with you two, so he did this,” Jeremy said, finishing his sentence for him.

Curtis rubbed the dark blue silk scarf between his fingers as grimness clouded his eyes. “He’ll have to get my

permission to enter Aploth’s market.”

“I know little about running a business, so I’ll refrain from making any comments.” After a moment of

contemplation, Jefferson said, “Do you think Jefferson knows about this? Arnaud’s such a ruthless character. Would

he be silent about this?”

Curtis hummed in rumination. “He probably doesn’t. If he did, he wouldn’t have gone to Frosa with Rayna. He would

have gone back to Yartran to clarify things with his father.”

“Does Arnaud have some kind of plan by not telling him about it?”

“That’s enough. Stop talking about him,” Curtis snapped, his mood taking a dip.

That name was haunting him like a ghost recently. If not for his upbringing and self–restraint, he would have gone

straight to Frosa by tracking down Rayna via the tracker in her ring and then shot Jefferson point blank.

Sensing the imminent eruption of the volcano named Curtis, Jeremy smartly stopped mentioning the name and

asked, “Curtis, why did you call me then?”

“I’ll send you the front desk number of the hotel she’s currently staying. Call her” After a pause, Curtis added in a

resentful but resigned tone, “Send her the location of the lab.”

Jeremy was silent for two seconds before saying, “I didn’t mishear you, did I? You’re… saving Jefferson?”

“I just don’t want my soon–to–be wife to run off with another man,” Curtis snarled. “Making this call to you tonight is

the most humiliating moment in my life.”

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“It looks like Ms. Garland has changed much of you, Curtis, Jeremy remarked. “If this were in the past, you would

have killed him without leaving any trace behind; you wouldn’t be someone anyone could reason with.”

At that, Curtis‘ tone deepened. “Jeremy, if you have too much time on your hand, why don’t you get some investors

for your lab? I’ve been investing more than a billion per year in your lab, but I’ve yet to see any good results. I’m

getting annoyed, and I don’t think I want to keep throwing money into the gutter. What do you think?”

“I’m not that free!” Jeremy blurted out. “For the sake of testing out RP3KK antineoplastic drug for the

pharmaceutical factory under Faymon Group, I haven’t been sleeping for two weeks. I nearly died!”

“Are you done?”

“Okay, I’ll call Ms. Garland right now and try to find out how things are between her and Jefferson at the same time.

Can’t let your wife run off with someone else, right?”

With that, Jeremy ended the call swiftly.

Curtis glared at his phone, so furious that he could not voice a single word for a while.

After recollecting himself, he kept away his phone and placed the blue silk scarf on the nightstand.

He sighed and muttered, “Just this one time, Rayna.”

I’ll only relent this one time. Once you’re done dealing with those matters, you have to come back.

Chanaea and Frosa had a time difference of seven hours, so it was currently seven in the morning at Frosa. As the

weather was cold, the glass windows of the hotel were coated with a layer of mist, making the outside view foggy

from the inside.

It had been a long while since Rayna arrived in Frosa. Once she adapted to the time difference, she became an

early riser. After washing up, she went to make breakfast while looking on her phone at the map that Jessica had

given to her.

She had searched through all the labs on the map, but her search had been fruitless.

Nevertheless, Rayna was planning to make a trip to those labs again to find out whether or not there were other

unmarked labs around them. The woman refused to believe that Jeremy’s lab could be invisible to the human eye.

Right after she poured the hot oatmeal into a bowl and brought the bowl to the dining table outside, she heard the

faint sound of a phone ringing.

It was from the landline in the living room.

At that discovery, she hurried over, picked up the call, and asked in Ferropenian, “Hello? Is something the matter?”

“Good morning, Ms. Garland, the receptionist politely greeted. “You have a call from Chanaea, and the caller

identifies himself as York. He would like to have a talk with you. Do you know him?”

York? Jeremy York?

Rayna fell into a daze but quickly snapped out of it and answered, “He’s my friend. Please forward his call to

me.”

“Of course.”

Jeremy’s call was soon forwarded to Rayna. Before she could say anything, he voiced, “Ms. Garland, my lab is at

Bekelon Street. Once you’re there, just tell them your name.”

Hearing that, Rayna checked the location on the map. It was a bustling street, and the lot number of the lab.

Jeremy gave her turned out to be a private mansion.

Most labs were located in the suburbs, but Jeremy’s lab was in the metropolitan area and in a mansion at that.

There was no way she could have found his lab if not for his call.

“Thank you. I really need Ixora,” Rayna said in a quiet voice. After biting her lower lip, she added, “Did Mr. Faymon

ask you to tell me about this?”

Jeremy chuckled and replied, “Ms. Garland, aren’t you being too much of a stranger by calling him Mr. Faymon? At

the very least, you were engaged to him. There’s no need to become enemies after breaking up. is there?”

“It won’t be appropriate for me to call him Curtis.”

“You’re the only one who thinks that; Curtis won’t think it’s inappropriate,” Jeremy said and sighed. “Ms. Garland,

you don’t understand Curtis. He says nothing, but everything he does is for you. You know the kind of person he is.

He really loves you and cares for you. That’s why he’s letting you do all these things. If he still has a place in your

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heart, you should know what to do.”

“I know. I know it all” Rayna’s throat lightened.

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Chapter 350

In truth, she regretted saying those harsh words to Curtis that day, and her heart ached for him. However,

Jefferson’s physical state had taken a turn for the worse. There was nothing else she could do.

Suppressing her feelings, she then said to Jeremy, “I owe Jefferson too much, and I can’t repay him. Once he takes

the medication and gets better, I’ll go back.”

Her response made Jeremy sigh in relief. “Good. We’ll be waiting for you to come back for a meal together”

“Mm–hmm.”

After ending the call, Rayna speedily noted down the address of Jeremy’s lab. Once she had eaten some of her

breakfast, she hurriedly put on her coat and made to leave the hotel room.

Right then, Jefferson emerged from his bedroom. At the sight of her hurried departure, he walked over to stop her

and uttered in distress, “It’ll be subzero today. Don’t go out.”

“It’ll just be a while. I’ll be back soon.” Rayna was all smiles, planning to break the happy news to him after coming

back from Jeremy’s lab. “I’ve made breakfast. After you’re done eating it, exercise a little in the hotel room. You

can play billiards, too, if you want.”

Jefferson stopped her again and pulled off the scarf on the rack to wrap it around her bare neck. With a soft look in

his eyes, he said, “Come back earlier, then. I’ll make lunch for you.”

Rayna smiled. “In that case, I’ll have to rush back.”

He wanted to see her off, but she waved her hand dismissively and said in slight disdain, “Go back. It’s not as if I’m

not coming back. Wait for me to return with good news. Bye!”

In no time, she disappeared behind the corner of the corridor.

It was only then Jefferson reluctantly retracted his gaze and returned to the open dining area. The sight of steaming

oatmeal and buns brought a soft smile to his lips.

In the twenty–odd years of his life, only when he was with her did he know the definition of happiness. The days of

being in Frosa with her, her smile, and her care for him were something he would never forget.