Dear Sweetheart

Dear Sweetheart Chapter 78

Chapter 78 You Are Mistaken

Only then did James lower his head and glance at her. “Oh, you’re here too, Ms. Winton?”

Kristie stomped angrily.

“I’ll just take this inside.” Gabriel grabbed the bag in James’ hands, hoping that he would just bring Kristie away. “You can take Ms. Kristie away to rest.”

With that, he entered the room and shut the door. Everything was done within ten seconds.

“What are you looking at? Mr. Tylinski has already entered,” said Kristie with a pout. “Carry me back now.”

The veins on James’ forehead throbbed. “Are your legs paralyzed?”

“I’ve been kneeling for so long that my knees hurt!” Kristie felt angry just thinking about it. “It’s that old woman’s fault! Why can’t I ever win her? This is cursed!”

“Ms. Winton, she’s only a few years older than you.” James heard that the interpreter by Curtis’ side was barely twenty-five years old, yet Kristie kept calling her an old woman.

Kristie glared at him. “She bullied me! How can you defend her? Did she send you as a spy?”

“You disrespected her, Ms. Winton.”

“Regardless, I will definitely take revenge!” Kristie stomped angrily and extended her arms. “Carry me now!”

“Walk on your own.”

“Fine! Are you disobeying me? I’ll tell Curt!” shouted Kristie as she turned around, about to enter the room.

Remembering that he had not received his seven-figure salary yet, James bent over and carried her.

“That’s right!” sneered Kristie. Having changed dozens of bodyguards, she had no impression of any of them. James was the only one whom she liked more than the rest, though he was always rude to her.

Lying in his arms, Kristie swung her legs arrogantly. “After we go back, you must help me apply the medicine to my hands. Also, change the flight to tomorrow morning. Cook for me today and send me to the airport the next morning.”

this is Tyrandas, not Chanaea. How am I

don’t care! Think of a

types of friends? Introduce some

urge to toss her out of the window. “Ms. Winton, that lady is here to help Mr. Faymon. She isn’t much of a threat

Kristie raised her voice. “She’s a f*cking vixen who’s pretending to

James remained silent.

you her younger brother? I’m mortal enemies with that woman. If

eyes and chose

seven-figure salary, I won’t have to

nineteenth century. Unable to

a taste.” She almost bit her

reason, although she wanted to call him “Mr.

formal when addressing me,” said Curtis. It was

Rayna’s expression looked unnatural. “Have a

Curtis took a sip, Rayna asked,

point that out to her since it was only her second time grinding coffee beans. There was always room for improvement

it that he realized that

everyone. If Gabriel brewed coffee poorly, his pay would get deducted. However, Curtis lowered his

felt proud after hearing Curtis’

not forgotten how repulsed Curtis was with

and took

the f*ck? It’s so

“If you don’t like brewing coffee, it won’t taste good

Rayna remained silent.

was as disgusting and acidic as this. But since Uncle Curtis has always

coffee

when she saw the date displayed on the screen. She had not noticed it when she had switched

and said calmly, “You got it wrong. It was Wednesday

I remember that it was

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