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?”

in a rush. Bye.” After touching up the last bit of her makeup, Rayna grabbed her bag and darted out of the room. The door

entering the elevator, Rayna heaved

words were like a spell, circling in her mind and making frustration grow

she once was interested in Curtis, that was

him at the mansion when she thought about the somewhat inappropriate incidents that had happened at the

In addition, he had given her much trust after she became the acting CEO. Those were the kindness she was repaying him for, and what she was doing was partially for

be caught in the traffic, Rayna took the

rain had caused the collapse of a part of the road, and all of the vehicles were trapped.

the time as her

that the traffic would not be cleared any time 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 told

as she could while taking out

you to wait for me for

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

Rayna to appear right away, or else their deal was no longer on

as quickly as I can,” Rayna said. The moment she ended the call, the wrath she felt nearly

Uncle Curtis chose these guys?

step, Rayna hit an uneven spot

splashed all over her face and drenched

reached over to Rayna, and in the hand was

she took the tissues and rose to her

clothes, a helmet, and a mask. Beside him was a black mountain bike, and his

These eyes…

had seen the boy before, the boy

the boy who 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

worries,” came the boy’s response. “It looks like you’ve dirtied your

another pack of

coat and threw it into the trash can, then took off her heels and broke them to convert them into

into the shoes, she muttered,