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.

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

became the acting CEO of Faymon Group. I

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

was busy, she decided to go after his son

schedule. He was supposed to attend a friend’s birthday party, and a few people were invited to the celebration at a

the same club where she had helped Curtis negotiate for the very first

to the incident. She had had an upset stomach and excused herself

another chance, she would not have shown

club. In her friendliest voice, she asked, “I see

currently in the private room!” The manager assumed that Rayna was a friend

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

occupied the room; there was singing, dancing,

the manager brought her there,

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

car ride here, Rayna had time to analyze

repurchase all the shares from the shareholders. If they were going to be put

since expanded his

it would make her task of convincing

and sauntered over to Steven. “Hello, Mr.

was a lanky, sharply dressed woman in a white suit who seemed to have a valiant

stood up and asked, “And

on the mahogany table. “I happened to be running errands in the area. I heard that a friend of yours is celebrating

a… charming friend,” said Steven, whose gaze swept across her

funny. Have you not paid any attention to the news? This woman isn’t a friend of your father, but

Rayna, who looked over with

make out in the dark, Rayna realized that it was Jason Faymon,

was Chester Faymon’s second

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