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.

quite some time, looking

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

head over to the information department and do a little snooping on Steven

Owen was busy, she decided to go after his

to attend a friend’s birthday party, and a

same club where she had helped Curtis

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

could give her another chance, she would not have shown up

her friendliest voice, she asked,

Rayna was a friend of Steven’s. With a smile and a bow, the manager escorted her to

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

or so guests occupied the room; there was singing, dancing, games of dice, and drinking. It was quite a lively

as the manager brought her there,

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

ride here, Rayna had time to analyze the situation in

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

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

it would make her task of convincing other investors much easier. After all, she then had a solid reason to approach

sauntered over

chatting 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

stood up and asked, “And who are you

a gift on the mahogany table. “I happened to be running errands in the area. I heard that a

a… charming friend,” said Steven, whose gaze

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

quite familiar to Rayna, who looked over

out in the dark, Rayna realized that it was

was Chester Faymon’s

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255