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.

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

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

dialed Naomi’s number, saying, “Ms. Gardner, please head over to the information department and do a little snooping on Steven Hunt.

Owen was busy, she decided to go

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

was the same club where she had helped Curtis

noticed the name of the club, her thoughts immediately went back to the incident. She had had an upset stomach and

heavens could give her another chance,

the manager of the club. In her friendliest voice, she asked, “I see that it’s inconvenient to

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

women’s perfume immediately filled Rayna’s nostrils. The room was decorated with luxurious gold

there was singing, dancing, games of dice, and drinking. It was quite a lively

brought her there, he

on a man with a slick backcomb. His lips were curved in a smirk, and he seemed

car ride here, Rayna had time to analyze

funds to repurchase all the shares from the shareholders. If they were

as far as to 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, Owen also invested in the entertainment industry and made quite a bit of money

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.

smoothed her hair and sauntered over

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

stood up and asked, “And who are you

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

know that my father had such a… charming friend,” said

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

familiar to Rayna,

realized that it was Jason Faymon, whom she had

was Chester Faymon’s second

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