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

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

calmed down. She fished out her phone and dialed Naomi’s number, saying, “Ms. Gardner, please head over to the information department

Owen was busy, she decided to

to attend a friend’s birthday party, and a

had helped Curtis negotiate for the

thoughts immediately went back to the incident. She had had an upset stomach and excused herself to go to the bathroom but

her another chance, she would not

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

private room!” The manager assumed that Rayna was a friend of Steven’s. With a

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

the room; there was singing, dancing, games of dice, and drinking.

brought her there, he

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

ride here, Rayna had time to analyze the

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

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

to purchase shares within Faymon Group, it would make her task of convincing

hair and sauntered over to Steven.

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

and asked, “And who

gift on the mahogany table. “I happened to be running errands in the

father had such a… charming

to the news? This woman

quite familiar to Rayna, who looked over with

realized that it was Jason Faymon, whom she

was Chester Faymon’s

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