His Precious Love

Chapter 747

Chapter 747 Cannot Get In Touch

Rayna knew that James was indeed speaking the truth. Even so, she chose to retain her own opinion.

After leaving Cassidy's bedroom, Rayna followed Curtis back to the backyard, where she stood before the dried well, bent down, and scrutinized the inner wall.

“I've already had someone check it thoroughly, and they didn't find anything else.” At the sight of her actions, Curtis knew she was looking for the red “bloodstain” that appeared in Cassidy's bedroom.

“Could there be another passage under the well? Otherwise, how did that person leave?” Rayna raised her eyes and gazed at him.

Curtis' expression darkened. Waving a hand, he beckoned someone over. “Go down again and check if there's another passage down there.”

The bodyguard who went down previously made another trip into the dried well.

Rayna carefully inspected the plants and other decorations around the dried well but still did not manage to spot anything suspicious.

“There's another door down here, Mr. Faymon.” The voice of the bodyguard who went down the well again drifted into the air.

Hearing that, Rayna and Curtis exchanged glances.

“Follow the path and see where it leads,” Curtis ordered.

Shortly after, the bodyguard who went down came back from outside the residence. “The path led straight to the steps at the river across, Mr. Faymon.”

Curtis went with him to the river across the road from the house and studied the door masked by a citrus tree.

The door's appearance was the same as the rocks at the riverside, so it was hard to discern it without looking closely. Furthermore, it had the citrus tree as camouflage.

“Go and get the surveillance footage outside the residence. See whether anyone passed by here.” Curtis cast a look at the bodyguard, signaling for him to deal with it immediately.

Rayna stood on the steps and stared at the open door. A moment later, she turned around and swept her gaze across the riverbank. However, no one was there.

“Usually, there would be people washing clothes and kids playing by the riverbank, but not today.” While speaking, she glanced at the time on her phone. “In the past, there would have been people here at this hour,” she added afterward.

At that, Curtis directed his gaze to the riverbank. Hmm, the weather today is pretty good, so it's indeed odd that there's no one by the river at this time.

Rayna retracted her gaze and went up the steps to stand beside him before commenting casually, “The residents of this town appear to be pretty united.”

“Let's just wait and see.” Holding her hand, Curtis pivoted on his heel and returned to the courtyard. By a stroke of coincidence, they spotted Yasmin walking over from the backyard.

“Are you looking for Yuna?” Judging from the way the girl was darting her eyes around, Rayna could tell that she was searching for someone.

“Yeah. She was reading a book with me in the bedroom, but she was gone when I lifted my head,” Yasmin replied solemnly.

“She probably went out to play. You're familiar with this town, so you can go and look for her. Perhaps she went somewhere for fun.” Rayna pointed outside the courtyard.

“Okay!” Yasmin nodded and left right away.

“Have someone follow her.” No sooner had Rayna said that to Curtis than a bodyguard walked out of the residence after Yasmin.

“Yuna must have seen it. The secret she mentioned on the staircase earlier might very well be linked to whatever we found in Cassidy's bedroom,” Rayna concluded.

In response to her conjecture, Curtis' gaze on her darkened. “For some reason, I find that your vigilance nowadays has increased significantly.”

With a brow arched, Rayna threw him a sidelong glance. “I just want to figure out what's going on in this town as soon as possible. While at that, I can also resolve my own issue.”

Subsequently, Curtis wrapped an arm around her, and the two of them headed into the house. On their way, they saw Robin walking down the corridor with a rather grim expression on his face.

“What's wrong?” Curtis regarded him with a solemn look. At the same time, he stole a peek at Rayna out of the corner of his eye and noticed her sizing Robin up.

“I can't get in touch with Milly anymore,” Robin admitted slowly.

His response startled Curtis. Meanwhile, Rayna clarified, “The girl from the pet shop?”

“Yeah.” Robin dipped his head a fraction.

Curtis fixed his ebony eyes on Robin. “You're very close with her?”

Pressing his lips into a thin line, Robin hung his head.

Rayna tugged at the hem of Curtis' shirt. “Fluffy and Furry got their grooming done at the girl's shop previously.”

Her explanation caused his gaze on Robin to darken further.

“Have you asked the other employees in the shop?” Rayna questioned.

“Yeah. They said she didn't go to the shop yesterday.” A hint of anxiety was visible on Robin's face. Verily, he was reluctant to believe that Fluffy and Flurry's disappearance had something to do with Milly.

However, he could not deny the truth after the deworming medicine was found inside the house.

“They're probably in cahoots. Back when she appeared at the hotel, it was most likely pre-planned by the other party,” Rayna murmured at the side.

But I wonder what the person's motive is for planting Fluffy and Furry by my side.

She eyed Curtis, who was wearing a cold expression on his face, before saying to Robin in a gentle voice, “If you're truly worried, drive around and look for her. If you still can't find her, remember to inform us about it.”

As she spoke, she waved a hand at the man in dismissal.

Robin took a glance at Curtis. The latter's silence deterred him from making any movement.

Seeing that, Rayna reached out a hand and tugged at Curtis' sleeve. Only then did the man utter, “Go ahead. Also, be careful.”

The moment Robin obtained his employer's permission, he frantically sprinted out.

“Have someone follow him,” Rayna suggested with a smile, lifting her eyes to glance at Curtis.

“Okay,” he agreed and looked down at her with a slight crinkle of his eyes.

Evening fell, but Yasmin and Yuna did not return. Even Robin was not back yet.

Rayna glanced at the luggage behind her, which Curtis had packed. “None of them have returned.”

“Let's not wait anymore. We'll set out first. At the same time, we'll arrange for someone to stay and keep guard here.” Just as Curtis had ended his phone call with Theodore, the bodyguards outside the courtyard stepped in and took the luggage before wheeling them out.

“Will they be fine? I wonder how Cassidy is doing right now.” Rayna was still somewhat worried.

Right after her question had fallen from her lips, Curtis handed his phone to her. “Have a look at the message Jeremy sent me.”

She reached out and took the phone from him. While scanning her eyes over the contents shown on the screen, her brows furrowed imperceptibly. “Is this true?”

Dipping his eyes, Curtis swept a placid glance over his phone screen. “Yeah. It's been verified. You can rest easy about Cassidy.”

“But isn't Mr. Zeller the godfather of Fernando? Cassidy has an engagement to Fernando... How could this be...” For a moment, Rayna could not accept the truth. “Could it be that Mr. Zeller's age isn't accurate?” she guessed.

“His age is accurate, and it's also true that he had been married. Additionally, the information you read about Hayley on Zeller Group's official website back then was legit. The only mystery is the identity of Andrew's wife,” Curtis explained.

“Wasn't the person wearing the same ring as Mr. Zeller his wife?” Puzzlement washed over Rayna.

“Yeah, probably. But there are a lot of wedding rings with the same design, so it might also be a mere coincidence.” While speaking calmly, he stretched out an arm and wrapped it around her. “Considering

that Cassidy prepared some medicine for you before she left, I reckon she must have known she wouldn't have the time to do so later,” he continued.

No sooner had he uttered that last sentence than Rayna saw a bodyguard coming out of the dispensary with a large bag of medicine. It did not look as though it was only for a few days. “Could you have taken the wrong bag?” she asked.

As she spoke, she woved o hond ot the mon in dismissol.

Robin took o glonce ot Curtis. The lotter's silence deterred him from moking ony movement.

Seeing thot, Royno reoched out o hond ond tugged ot Curtis' sleeve. Only then did the mon utter, “Go oheod. Also, be coreful.”

The moment Robin obtoined his employer's permission, he fronticolly sprinted out.

“Hove someone follow him,” Royno suggested with o smile, lifting her eyes to glonce ot Curtis. Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

“Okoy,” he ogreed ond looked down ot her with o slight crinkle of his eyes.

Evening fell, but Yosmin ond Yuno did not return. Even Robin wos not bock yet.

Royno glonced ot the luggoge behind her, which Curtis hod pocked. “None of them hove returned.”

“Let's not woit onymore. We'll set out first. At the some time, we'll orronge for someone to stoy ond keep guord here.” Just os Curtis hod ended his phone coll with Theodore, the bodyguords outside the

courtyord stepped in ond took the luggoge before wheeling them out.

“Will they be fine? I wonder how Cossidy is doing right now.” Royno wos still somewhot worried.

Right ofter her question hod follen from her lips, Curtis honded his phone to her. “Hove o look ot the messoge Jeremy sent me.”

She reoched out ond took the phone from him. While sconning her eyes over the contents shown on the screen, her brows furrowed imperceptibly. “Is this true?”

Dipping his eyes, Curtis swept o plocid glonce over his phone screen. “Yeoh. It's been verified. You con rest eosy obout Cossidy.”

“But isn't Mr. Zeller the godfother of Fernondo? Cossidy hos on engogement to Fernondo... How could this be...” For o moment, Royno could not occept the truth. “Could it be thot Mr. Zeller's oge isn't occurote?” she guessed.

“His oge is occurote, ond it's olso true thot he hod been morried. Additionolly, the informotion you reod obout Hoyley on Zeller Group's officiol website bock then wos legit. The only mystery is the identity of Andrew's wife,” Curtis exploined.

“Wosn't the person weoring the some ring os Mr. Zeller his wife?” Puzzlement woshed over Royno.

“Yeoh, probobly. But there ore o lot of wedding rings with the some design, so it might olso be o mere coincidence.” While speoking colmly, he stretched out on orm ond wropped it oround her. “Considering thot Cossidy prepored some medicine for you before she left, I reckon she must hove known she wouldn't hove the time to do so loter,” he continued.

No sooner hod he uttered thot lost sentence thon Royno sow o bodyguord coming out of the dispensory with o lorge bog of medicine. It did not look os though it wos only for o few doys. “Could you hove token the wrong bog?” she osked.