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.

foyer for quite some time, looking like a woman who was out

from Curtis when I became the acting CEO of Faymon Group. I only worry that if I go elsewhere,

eventually calmed down. She fished 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, contact

was busy, she decided to go after his

to attend a friend’s birthday party, and a few people were invited to the celebration at

had helped Curtis negotiate for the very

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 not

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

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

soon as the door to the VIP lounge was opened, the strong smell of 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 added

so guests occupied the room; there was singing, dancing, games

manager brought her

which made visibility low. However, Rayna’s sharp eyes soon landed on a man with a slick backcomb. His lips

had time to

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

had since expanded his influence to other

figure. As long as Rayna could convince him to purchase shares within Faymon Group, it would make her task of convincing other

and sauntered over to Steven.

with other people, raised his head to look at her. What met his gaze was a lanky, sharply dressed woman in a white suit who seemed to have a valiant and formidable aura.

“And who are

small smile. She then placed a gift on the mahogany table. “I happened to be running errands

charming friend,” said Steven, whose gaze swept across her figure

to Steven suddenly burst out laughing. “That’s funny. Have you not paid any attention to the news? This woman isn’t a friend of your father, but the acting CEO of Faymon Group, Rayna

to Rayna, who looked over

she could make out in the dark, Rayna realized that

Chester Faymon’s

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