Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 140 Friendzoned

Some of the shareholders analyzed the situation and felt that Faymon Group still had a chance to recover, so they refused to sell their original issue shares. Rayna requested Curtis for guidance, and after negotiating with those stubborn shareholders, she managed to repurchase their shares.

At the same time, Sienna and Chester had been discreetly purchasing the original issue shares from the other shareholders as well.

When Rayna found out about that, she was even more certain that they were the ones behind the news. They were doing this to get Faymon Group’s original issue shares.

It was easy to purchase the shares but difficult to sell them.

Bankruptcy was an announcement that Faymon Group was going to make eventually. Some companies were even making plans to acquire it and were thinking about how people who tried to buy Faymon Group’s original issue shares at a high price were idiots.

Rayna tired herself out for days, and an ulcer even formed in her mouth.

As Jessica applied medication for Rayna, she cursed at Curtis. “Mr. Faymon’s too much! He can’t use his legs, but he can still use his brain! Why must you play the villain in this while he enjoys his time at home?”

“It’s not convenient for him to show up in the office like this,” Rayna said after inhaling sharply from the sting. “Help me get some foundation to cover up the scar on my face. I need to go out.”

“It’s raining today. Why are you going out?”

“I’ve invited Mr. Hunt out for a meal.”

“Why the heck are you doing that?” Jessica rolled her eyes. Despite feeling grumpy about it, she took some foundation and carefully patted it on Rayna’s face. “Your wound isn’t completely healed yet. Are you sure it’s fine for us to put foundation over it?”

Rayna chuckled. “It’s fine. Mr. York has treated it and covered a protective layer over the wound. I’ll tear the layer off after I remove my makeup. It doesn’t seem nice for me to have a meal with someone with a scar on my face.”

Jessica huffed. “Don’t you know why you have that wound on your face? That’s why I say Mr. Faymon’s a heartless man. You’re working so hard for him, but he never once talked about giving you anything in return. Nana, you should stop liking men like him, or you’re going to suffer even more.”

Rayna’s heart skipped a beat. “When did I say I like him?”

“Do I look blind to you?” Jessica patted the powder harder on Rayna’s face. “Why are you doing so much for him if you don’t like him? You even shielded him from a knife! Nana, aren’t you afraid that Curtis will just friendzone you? Hey, are you listening to me?”

of her makeup, Rayna grabbed

Rayna heaved a sigh

a spell, circling in her mind and making frustration grow

once was interested in

she hadn’t been visiting him at the mansion when she thought about the somewhat inappropriate incidents that had happened

much trust after she became the acting CEO. Those were the kindness she

she would be caught in the traffic, Rayna took the

had caused the collapse of a part of the road, and all of the vehicles were trapped. The bus could

glanced at the time as her worry

soon. She checked the map and found out that running to the hotel from where she was would take around fifteen minutes. Without wasting any more time, she

she could while taking

she could, “My sincerest apologies, Mr. Hunt. Is it okay for you to wait for me for another ten minutes? The road ahead of the one I

I’m a busy man. I’ve already turned down several requests for a meeting to have a meal with you. We’ll have to rearrange this meeting if you can’t come at

but it was clear that he was telling Rayna to appear right away, or else their deal was no longer on the

said. The moment she ended the call, the wrath she felt nearly made

world Uncle Curtis chose these guys?

step, Rayna hit an uneven

water splashed all over her face

you okay?” A small hand reached over to Rayna, and in the hand

said as she took the tissues

was then she saw that the boy was dressed in trekking clothes, a helmet, and a mask. Beside him was

These eyes…

where she had seen the boy before, the boy took off his mask and

had picked up her car keys in the mall—the one who looked like a copy of Theodore. Rayna froze for a second before giving him a smile. “What a coincidence indeed. You helped

worries,” came the boy’s response. “It

another pack

and threw it into

feet into the shoes, she muttered, “This