Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 145 Uncle Curtis Has Curly Eyelashes

Everyone in the room exchanged glances. None had any intention of drinking. “If you’re feeling too tired to drink by yourselves, I can always have men help with that,” said Curtis.

With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen servers filed into the room and stood behind Curtis in a straight line.

Steven knew that none of them would be allowed to leave the room tonight unless they finished all the alcohol. D*mn you, Jason. ”Come on, bottoms up. You guys don’t intend on spending the night here, do you?” he said in a low voice.

With Steven taking the lead, the rest picked up the bottles and started drinking, with everyone trying to fight for the red wine first. The room became lively again, just as when Rayna first entered.

Jason had no choice but to drink as well.

On the other hand, Rayna had been hanging around Curtis since his arrival. She hadn’t spoken a word until now and was watching coldly as the crowd drank.

She had no reason to stand up for these people when she had Curtis to back her up.

“What happened?”

“What?” Rayna was snapped out of her reverie.

Is there something on my face? She reached out to touch her cheeks when she saw Curtis staring. Blood was trickling down her face as Jason’s slap had reopened her wound.

“Jason slapped me just now—Ugh!” Rayna stopped mid-sentence as her stomach roiled. She quickly covered her mouth and stumbled her way to the restroom.

She started throwing up the moment she reached the toilet bowl and instantly felt better after she was done.

Curtis wheeled himself over and handed her a piece of tissue. “Upset stomach?”

fine now.” Rayna never expected him to enter the stall when she herself couldn’t stand the stink of vomit. She

Curtis reached out to flush the toilet so she wouldn’t have to get up. “I’ll

Rayna blushed.

there really a need for

a cotton pad before she could even reject his

did you apply makeup when your face is

Mr. Owen today.” Rayna backed away to avoid coming into contact

to

today.” Rayna’s temper flared at the mention of that. “I even called to inform Mr. Owen that I might be late. He said he would wait for me.

you tell

anyways. Moreover, Mr. Owen is a big shot. I thought reaching out to other VIPs would be easier

Curtis paused a moment.

Faymon, did I say anything wrong?” Rayna looked at him

cotton pad with water and gently cleansed her face after removing her makeup. “Just look for another buyer if he doesn’t want

are the people you trust,

just acting on their self-interest.” Curtis smiled. “Do you think they would be interested in Faymon Group’s shares if they didn’t have insider information? Rayna, there are plenty of smart businessmen in this world, and they have their ways of earning a living. Don’t bother with people who refuse to meet up with you. There will be more out there

to get the shares,” Rayna said worriedly. “Moreover, Faymon Group’s share price is dropping, and our factories have ceased operations. What if

“What does that matter? I’ll pay you out of my

even contribute much back when Faymon Group was established, yet they want to get a slice of the pie now that it has borne fruit? The company belonged to Old Mr. Faymon, and you inherited the company from him, so you’re the rightful owner of Faymon Group now. What right do they have to take it away from you? I don’t think you should hold back anymore since they don’t care about you. Tell them to bring it on. Money speaks louder than words these days. People will support

as he listened

cute at times when she

you listening to me?” Rayna tucked her hair behind her ear and stared at him. “I won’t

hers. He ran his tongue over her lower lip, teasing her mouth open to deepen the

widened as she got a close look at his

Such curly lashes.