Dear Sweetheart

Dear Sweetheart Chapter 142

Chapter 142 A Chance

Rayna rode the mountain bike at breakneck speed, arriving at the hotel with five minutes to spare.

She strode briskly toward the entrance while trying to make herself look presentable, but a receptionist informed her that Owen and his entourage had already left.

“Darn it!” hissed Rayna as she dumped her bag on the front desk.

I borrowed some kid’s bike to hurry my ass over here, but they left already?

Are they toying with me?

After taking a few breaths, Rayna decided to give Owen a call.

“Ms. Garland.”

“Are you busy, Mr. Hunt?” The person on the line was not Owen himself. Rayna frowned but suppressed her temper and said, “I arrived at the hotel on time, but the receptionist said that Mr. Hunt has left the premises.”

“That’s right, Mr. Hunt had to hurry off because something came up. However, he did ask us to apologize to you when you called, Ms. Garland. Mr. Hunt said he would treat you to a meal when he has the time.”

Rayna was fuming as she heard this, but she could only contain her anger. “That’s fine. Since Mr. Hunt is busy, I guess I’ll have to reschedule this appointment.”

“Goodbye, Ms. Garland.”

“Goodbye.”

Rayna’s face was frosty after she hung up. She gritted her teeth and muttered to herself, “Jessie is right. My brain is the problem here. It’s not like I sold my soul to Faymon Group! So why the hell am I doing this?”

She swore, thinking of just calling Curtis and calling it quits.

time, looking like a woman who

I became the acting CEO of Faymon Group. I only worry that if I go elsewhere, I won’t have much of

out her phone and dialed Naomi’s number, saying, “Ms. Gardner, please head over to the information department and do a little snooping on Steven Hunt. If you find anything,

busy, she decided to go after his

to attend a friend’s birthday party, and a few people were invited to the celebration at a high-end club. She

this was the same club where she had helped Curtis negotiate for the

alighted from the car and noticed the name of the club, her thoughts immediately went back to the incident. She had had an upset stomach and excused herself to go to the bathroom but had been cornered by Curtis asking about how things

give her another chance, she would

the club. In her friendliest voice, she asked, “I see that it’s inconvenient to drive since it’s raining. Has Mr. Hunt

and is currently in the private room!” The manager assumed that Rayna was a friend of Steven’s. With a smile and a bow, the manager escorted her to where

alcohol mingling with the scent of women’s perfume immediately filled Rayna’s nostrils. The room was decorated with luxurious gold trimmings, giving the space an

room; there was singing, dancing, games

as the manager brought her there,

room was dim, which made visibility low. However, Rayna’s sharp eyes soon landed on a man with a slick backcomb. His lips were curved in a

ride here, Rayna had time

of its funds to repurchase all the shares from the shareholders. If they were going to be put on sale again,

rank sixth place at his primary base of operations. In more recent years, he had since expanded his influence to other regions. On top of real-estate dealings,

was a well-known local figure. As long as Rayna could convince him to purchase shares within Faymon Group, it would make her task of convincing other investors much easier. After all, she then had a solid reason

and sauntered over to Steven.

his head to look at her. What met his gaze was a lanky, sharply dressed woman in a white

asked, “And who are

a friend of Owen’s,” replied Rayna with a small smile. She then placed a gift on the mahogany table. “I happened to be running errands in the area. I heard

that my father had such a… charming friend,”

Have you not paid any attention to the

voice sounded quite familiar to Rayna,

in the dark, Rayna realized that it was Jason Faymon, whom she had

Chester Faymon’s second

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