Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 632
“Where do you think the kidnapper brought Rayna to?” Wyatt’s eyes grew tired from looking at the screen. Still, he failed to
locate Rayna. He turned sideways to look at James. “How is it? Did you find her?”
“There is a new lead, but I can’t be certain yet.” James created a code by entering Rayna’s height, body shape, and facial
features. Then, he relied on the system’s robot to perform rapid recognition. Soon, the computer started beeping.
Curtis, sitting around the office table, got up and walked over after hearing that sound. “James, how is it going?”
“I’m still trying to confirm that person’s identity.” James entered a series of codes. Then, the robot showed him an image and
informed him that the target was eighty percent similar to his search string.
James clicked the image and saw the camera had only captured that person’s profile. Still, her profile truly resembled Rayna’s.
Curtis magnified the picture and examined it before saying, “This is not Rayna.”
Curtis was confident he could recognize Rayna at first glance, even by looking only at her back. That woman’s profile was similar
to Rayna’s, but upon closer inspection, one would realize there were still some slight differences in their body shape.
James’ initial excitement dampened after he heard Curtis’ words. “We’ll have to perform the search again, then.”
With that, he reinserted the codes and let the computer perform the search again. This time, the second matching outcome with
a similarity of ninety-three point nine nine nine percent swiftly resulted.
James clicked and magnified the image. Curtis gradually clenched his fists, which were tucked inside his pockets, as he looked
at the enlarging picture and sharpening countenance of the person in the photo. When her facial features were clearly displayed
in front of everyone, Theodore and the others heaved a sigh of relief.
“We found her!” Wyatt, sitting at one side, gaped at the screen in shock while reaching out to pat James’ shoulder. “Bravo, dude!”
“Can you find out where that place is?” Jeremy added.
Wyatt entered the word “address.”
The system’s robot immediately locked in on a location at the city center of Conch Island at Yartran.
Jeremy muttered a curse before saying, “It turns out Rayna was indeed brought to Yartran by someone.”

“Curtis, could this be related to the real estate project?” Theodore expressed the doubt in his mind. “Are they trying to threaten
you by using Rayna as a hostage?”
“I can’t be sure, but what you mentioned may be one of the possible reasons.” Ready to leave, Curtis stretched out his hand and
took the car keys on the table as he spoke. “I’m going to Yartran now.”
“Hold on. We’ll go with you.” Theodore got up and left after hearing that. Behind him, Wyatt, Jeremy, James, and the others
exited Faymon Group’s CEO’s office one after the other.
Meanwhile, at Conch Island, Rayna had just followed Caylie back to Primrose Mansion from the town.
She felt her whole body aching and reckoned it was because she hadn’t been this active for a long time.
After dinner, Rayna returned to her bedroom early in the night and was ready to take a bath before turning in. Caylie trailed
behind her and prepared the bath for her.
“Caylie, is Mr. Bridge always this busy?” Rayna asked Caylie. Rayna couldn’t shake off the peculiar feeling she harbored toward
him as she felt that he gave off a familiar yet strange vibe.
“Ms. Griffith, I’ve filled the bathtub for you.” Caylie walked out and helped Rayna to enter the bathroom carefully. “This is Mr.
Bridge’s usual schedule. I don’t know if he’s busy, but I know he cares a lot about you. He would return to Primrose Mansion to
visit you whenever he’s free.”
Caylie’s account sounded so convincing as if Rayna had been living in that manner with her employer for a long time.
After Caylie assisted Rayna to get into the bathroom, Rayna told Caylie, “I’ll do this myself. You can wait for me outside. I’ll
summon you if I need anything.”
In the past few days of living at Primrose Mansion, Rayna could sense Caylie’s attentiveness in taking excellent care of her
vividly.
Rayna was not particularly quick or slow when bathing. She usually finished washing her body in a few minutes.
Whenever she was done taking a bath, wiped her body dry, and put on her clothes, she would ask Caylie to enter and help her
out of the bathroom because it was easy for her to slip and fall after the floor became wet.
That night, Rayna dozed off into a deep sleep right after she lay on the bed.

Perhaps due to how exhausted she was from shopping around during the day, she slept soundly to the extent of being oblivious
to the presence of the intruders inside Primrose Mansion.
Late at night, the atmosphere in Primrose Mansion’s living room was different from usual as the place was still brightly-lit when
the lights would have been switched off under normal circumstances.
“Who are all of you?” At that moment, four to five tall and handsome men suddenly showed up in the living room. Caylie had
never been in such a situation, so she was momentarily stunned.
At the same time, the two bodyguards stationed at the front courtyard of Primrose Mansion were surrounded by a group of six or
seven bodyguards she did not know, rendering the two bodyguards unable to put up any resistance.
“Excuse me. Is the person in this picture here?” Curtis took out a photo of Rayna and showed it to Caylie.
Caylie glanced at the few men before her before shifting her gaze onto the picture. Her heart palpitated uneasily. “N-No. The
person you’re looking for is not here.” These men are here to find Ms. Griffith. Before figuring out their intention, I’ll never divulge
the truth about Ms. Griffith’s whereabouts. The only thing I can do now is to deny her presence in this house.
“The woman in the photo is my wife. We come here in peace. I’m just here to bring her back with me.” Curtis took out a few more
pictures from his pocket as he spoke. In the images were scenes featuring Rayna hugging the kids in the Faymon residence and
a shot of her face when she slept next to him.
Caylie frowned after taking a look at the pictures. She couldn’t help but begin to feel doubtful. Could this man in front of me really
be Ms. Griffith’s husband? However, if Ms. Griffith were married to another man long ago, what about Mr. Bridge?
At that instant, Caylie’s mind became conflicted. I’ve always thought of Ms. Griffith and Mr. Bridge as a couple. Never did I
anticipate her real husband to show up here one day.
Curtis took in the changes in Caylie’s facial expression and grew more confident that Rayna was inside that mansion.
“Curtis, why are we wasting our time talking nonsense with her? We should go upstairs directly to look for Rayna,” Wyatt,
standing at one side, said while he walked past Caylie and wanted to head upstairs. At that sight, Caylie immediately stepped
forward to halt him. “Q-Quit doing as you please here!”
“In that case, be honest and tell us if this woman is here or not?” Wyatt thought Caylie was rather bold for a girl that young. He
didn’t want to make things difficult for her either. “You have two choices now. Lead us upstairs, or you can go upstairs and bring

her down here.”
“Ms. Griffith is already asleep. You... Ah! I’ll go and wake her up. You all should wait here.” With that, Caylie walked toward the
stairs. Seeing that, Curtis immediately followed her.
After much difficulty, they finally found a clue of Rayna’s whereabouts, so he didn’t want anything unexpected that would cause
them to lose Rayna again.
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