Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 89 He Called Me Babe

On the way back to the city, Rayna got to know through her chat with Gabriel that, a few days ago, Curtis had instructed him to buy a factory for the villagers to stay in.

“He bought a factory? Isn’t that a bit too much?” Rayna asked.

“It isn’t. When we came to Tyrandas two years ago, Mr. Faymon was already thinking of buying that factory,” Gabriel shared before continuing, “Having a factory would make it easier for Faymon Group to set up a branch here. It was just an unexpected surprise that we were able to use it to help the villagers as well. The school is located pretty close to the factory, so it would be convenient for the kids to go to school.”

“I see,” Rayna replied briefly.

She thought that Curtis had specially purchased a factory for the villagers, but it turned out to be her wishful thinking. However, it made sense for a businessman to think in terms of profits and gains. Besides, it turned out well for the villagers to be under the Faymon Group’s protection.

As the woman recalled that night when Curtis was drunk, her heart skipped a beat. Testing waters, she asked, “Mr. Tylinski, you’ve been working for Mr. Faymon for a long time. Do you know if there’s anything wrong with his health?”

After thinking about it for a second, Gabriel replied, “No. Mr. Faymon goes to the hospital for a health checkup every three months. He’s very healthy.”

“Are you sure?” Rayna had a doubtful expression on her face as it did not seem to her that Curtis was putting up a pretense that night. “How about allergies? For example, is he allergic to alcohol?”

“Alcohol…” After a brief moment of contemplation, Gabriel seemed to have remembered something. “That’s right. Mr. Faymon has a low alcohol tolerance. It’s a problem if he drinks too much.”

“What problem?” Rayna questioned further.

Gabriel cleared his throat before answering, “Mr. Faymon would become very obedient and would do anything others asked him to do. That’s why I would always make sure I’m with him whenever he goes drinking. I’m worried that he might get into trouble.”

After saying that, he turned to look at the woman and asked, “Ms. Garland, did Mr. Faymon drink?”

Rayna nodded.

anything after

under the stars. “Like what you said, he was just really obedient and followed me wherever I went.

the woman to say those words, Gabriel did not think it was a big deal. “Mr. Faymon tends to

widened her eyes in

Mr. Faymon to the hospital to see a doctor. The doctor told us that some people tend to be in a dream state when they have an allergic reaction. During that time, they would only remember certain things that happened earlier. I found out

are…” Rayna sized Gabriel up and continued, “You don’t look like a woman to

and replied, “Beats me. Maybe it’s because you’re

factory named “Apexi” was located to the north of the city. It was very clean and much bigger than Rayna had expected. After passing by the courtyard, there was a stand-alone

to

the children were delighted to see a sumptuous spread of dishes and ate to

Rayna took the

a crowded street filled with skyscrapers, the children were curious about everything they saw. They followed Rayna from

not be there for long. Hence, after getting the teaching materials, she headed back to the factory with the children and started teaching them Tyrandasian, starting with the vowels. The children listened

Anglandurn or Ferropenian, Tyrandasian was easier to learn as the pronunciation of the words was more straightforward. Moreover, as the kids were used to speaking Uronian, which was similar to Tyrandasian,

past midnight, and Rayna was still going through the children’s assignments. They were progressing faster than she had expected. It would not take

later, Rayna was so tired that she dozed off at her desk while marking

gates of the factory opened, and a bus drove into the factory before stopping in front of the dorm. The village chief and the other

and their families had lived in the tiny village for generations. As they did not speak any other languages, very few of them had ever

who did not speak Uronian, asked, “Mr. Faymon, should we

let them have breakfast first. They haven’t eaten anything yet,” Curtis instructed before continuing, “Let her sleep a while more. At least wait till the sun

“Understand.”

with the village chief using hand gestures. After a while, he finally managed to take

except that the bathrooms were shared. Curtis could no longer tolerate the dye on his body and headed to the bathroom on the

Curtis could hear the sound