Dear Sweetheart

Dear Sweetheart Chapter 70

Chapter 70 The Delusional Kristie

Rayna had the most peaceful sleep in her room ever since the day of the assassination. Previously, when sharing a bedroom with Curtis, she had been extremely cautious and dared not make any sound when she slept.

This time, she slept comfortably until half-past eight and felt refreshed.

Rayna changed into a casual shirt and a pair of cargo pants. Despite not looking devastatingly beautiful, she still appeared slim, pretty, and sophisticated. She left her room after applying some light makeup.

Cillian was no longer alone outside the door as there were two other unfamiliar faces.

The two lookout men greeted Rayna, and she smiled in return before turning around and knocking on Curtis’ door, which was next to hers.

She wanted to ask him about Julian.

Julian is a maternal cousin of the Faymon family, and his father passed away when he was young. After graduating, he was able to enter the Faymon Group thanks to the Faymon family members among the higher-ups who were looking out for him. But I don’t understand why he wishes to steal this partnership when he’s well aware that Curtis is not someone to be trifled with. Which member of the Faymon family is he siding with? Ms. Sienna?

“Good morning, Ms. Garland.” Gabriel walked over from the corridor just as Rayna rang the doorbell twice. “I just sent Mr. Faymon to Eleven Restaurant. He has an important business to discuss today,” he informed.

“Really?” She was slightly taken aback as she did not expect Curtis to have other businesses in Tyrandas. “I’ll go back to my room then. Let me know when Mr. Faymon comes back.”

Gabriel adjusted his glasses. “You’ve regained your voice entirely, Ms. Garland?” he asked.

Rayna nodded and rubbed her smooth neck as she replied, “I also didn’t expect that medicine to be so effective, as did the wound medication. The bruises on my neck are gone. Please thank Mr. Faymon on my behalf.”

“All right.” While Gabriel was saying that, he also felt puzzled deep down. The doctor prescribed the medicine a few days ago, but why is she thanking Mr. Faymon instead of the doctor?

Rayna excused herself after hearing Gabriel’s phone ring. “Go ahead with your work.”

Since she had not had breakfast yet, she went downstairs to do so before returning to settle her work.

a plate of food she had chosen from a variety of breakfast

interpreter we hired from the translation agency can’t come over today because of some issues. Since you happen to speak

the corners of her mouth with a tissue and said awkwardly, “I realized that Mr. Faymon is quite unlucky. Every time he

time, after arriving

happens.” Gabriel adjusted his glasses before continuing, “When you finish eating, Ms. Garland, I’ll have someone take you there. The negotiation starts at

responded curtly since she could not refuse,

accompanied my boss here for business, so if there’s anything that requires

have

entrance of the hotel. The driver rolled down the

in, Ms. Garland.” The driver spoke fluent Anglandurn. “I’ll get you to Eleven

the time and location, Rayna assumed that he was sent by Gabriel and got into the car without a

car was locked with a

search for Eleven Restaurant, discovering that the place was not far

side road to get there quicker

However, Rayna noticed that the route

that the driver is lying

and that the door was also tightly secured. Her suspicion was

and smiled, still acting innocent. “Don’t panic, Ms. Garland. I did take the side road. We’ll arrive at the

want to open the window to get some air,” Rayna replied, her red lips curled into a smile. While remaining calm, she fumbled

car was getting

the call and wanted to cover her mouth with her clothes, the driver in front had

was sitting on a chair with her wrists and feet bound when she

on the chair in front of her,

a pretty red plaid skirt that day. She leaned against the chair lazily with her legs crossed, looking like

 Thank goodness it’s this spoiled lady. I’m in no

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