Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 111 The Birthday Of Uncle Curtis

“I knew it! I can recognize his tan skin anywhere!” Kristie ranted. “D*mn it. That despicable vixen is not only two timing but also seducing a man younger than her!”

Kristie couldn’t be more upset. That stupid Gray Wolf must be blind. Does he even know what a slut his girlfriend is? And yet, he thinks that she’s pretty? Bullsh*t! She’s nothing compared to me!

The longer Kristie stared at their similarly colored clothes, the more unsettled she became.

Coincidentally, a man with a chequered jacket tied to his waist walked past her. Grabbing onto him, Kristie pulled off his jacket and stuffed some money into his hands.

“I’m buying this!”

The man was rendered speechless by her sudden action.

Thereafter, Kristie hid behind a pillar to bide her time. It wasn’t until Rayna left for the ladies that she strutted gloriously up to James.

James, who was in the midst of listening to the sales pitch, was shocked to see the salesperson being shoved aside.

Arms on hips, Kristie glared at him. “D*mn you, Gray Wolf. Why aren’t you answering my calls?”

“I’ve already quit and am no longer your bodyguard, so why should I take your calls?” Annoyed by the interruption, James nudged her aside to allow the salesperson to continue.

What luck! How did I end up running into her in a place like this?

Naturally, the salesperson didn’t dare proceed as she cordially greeted Kristie, “Ms. Winton.”

Ignoring the greeting, Kristie desperately clung to James. “Why did you quit? Did I allow it? If Mr. Tylinski didn’t pay you enough, I could make up for it!”

James suppressed the anger within him. “This isn’t about money. I quit because I had something else to do.”

“I don’t care. You’re not allowed to quit!” Stomping her feet, Kristie scoffed, “Ever since you left, there’s no one to cook for me. I feel moody all the time and can’t even focus during filming.”

“In that case, why don’t you just starve yourself to death?”

“It would be a shame for someone as pretty as me to die like that. I endeavor to live my life to its fullest potential!”

salesperson, who had tugged her head between

was the apple of Curtis’ eye deterred anyone from getting into an argument with

to leave discreetly. However, she had barely moved

answered,

much does it

million eight hundred and sixty

retrieved a bank card and handed it to the salesperson. With a slight raise of her chin, she declared proudly, “Swipe this and send

what was going on, James grabbed her hand. “What are you

house!” Kristie added, “You like the unit, don’t you? I’m buying it for

for it myself. I don’t need you to do this!” The sullen look on

her card to the salesperson as she barked,

card, the salesperson swiftly slipped

tongue at James. “Now that you owe me nine million eight hundred and sixty thousand, you have to work as my bodyguard to pay

for words, for this was the first time

by the sight of his short-sleeve shirt, Kristie shoved the jacket

should I? It

she stuffed some cash over than she spilled the drink over James’ shirt.

F*ck!

had no choice but

he changed into the chequered shirt in a quiet corner, the satisfied Kristie stuffed her bag into his arms. “Let’s go. I still have an

ahead. I’m

see was Rayna. Grabbing James by his sleeve, she began to tug him along.

hit nor scold Kristie, James resigned himself

left the building, Rayna emerged from the ladies to feel her phone vibrate. Upon

instructed, “I’ll

The salesperson was dumbfounded.

that the unit she had her eye on was bought by Ms. Winton and presented to her boyfriend? There’s no way those words

on the salesperson’s face, she asked, “Has

“Yes…”

disappointed Rayna regretted not buying it. Nevertheless, she knew she would put James under a lot of