Dear Sweetheart

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.

to the restaurant floor and had just settled down to eat a plate of food she had chosen from a variety of breakfast options when Gabriel

interpreter we hired from the translation agency can’t come over today because of some issues. Since you happen to speak Sylvonican, can you go over and help? Of course, your salary for the day will

mouth. She wiped the corners of her mouth with a tissue and said

the document. This time, after arriving at Tyrandas, something happened to

finish eating, Ms. Garland, I’ll have

curtly since she could not

Group who accompanied my boss here for business, so if there’s anything that requires my help, I’ll have to take

not have time

of the hotel.

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

driver knew her surname and also the time and location, Rayna assumed that he was sent by

car was locked with a

kept herself busy by taking out her phone and turning on the navigation to search for Eleven Restaurant, discovering that the place was not far and a

her that he was taking the side road to get there quicker since the main road

wheel. However, Rayna noticed that the route on her phone had not changed,

the driver

roll down the window but discovered that it was broken and that the door

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

get some air,” Rayna replied, her red lips curled into a smile. While remaining calm, she fumbled in the corner

getting worse and somewhat resembled diethyl

to cover her mouth with her clothes, the driver in front had long covered his mouth and nose, and she passed out after inhaling

a chair with her wrists and feet bound

on the chair in front of her, one meter

very much as she was wearing a pretty red plaid skirt that day. She leaned against the chair lazily with her legs crossed,

Kristie. Thank goodness it’s this spoiled lady.