Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 149 An Unfortunate Child

A long while after Theodore left, Jeremy was the first person to break the silence in the room by laughing. “Throughout the many years we’ve known each other, this is my second time seeing Theodore lose his composure. It’s too obvious this time around.”

“Where did he lose his composure the first time around?” Curtis asked.

“At the hospital,” Jeremy answered. “Back then, Jasmine went to pay you a visit at the hospital, where she bumped into Theodore. Although Theodore kept a straight face, Jasmine was flustered. Right away, I knew there was something going on between them.”

“So, this is what you didn’t want to talk about in the hospital?” Wyatt finally caught on. “D*mn! Couldn’t you just tell me? I felt so miserable for a few days after that!”

“That’s just because you’re stupid. However, you’re rather smart enough to know to play along this time around,” Jeremy quipped.

“What? Play along with what?” Wyatt was confused.

Upon hearing that, Jeremy held his forehead and uttered, “I’ve overestimated your intelligence. My bad.”

“Oh! Are you talking about Jasmine’s background?” It took Wyatt a long while to understand what Jeremy was implying. “F*ck! I thought you were interested in Jasmine. Who knew you were actually saying that to have Theodore hear it? Why must researchers like you overcomplicate things? Doesn’t your head ever hurt from it?”

“Didn’t I say you’re stupid?” Jeremy countered. “If you don’t believe me, ask Curtis.”

With that, Wyatt tilted his head to look at Curtis.

Yet, the latter ignored him utterly and voiced in resignation, “I didn’t know Theodore and Jasmine had a past. If I had known, I wouldn’t have collaborated with her.”

“No. What you’re doing is actually good, Curtis.” Jeremy chuckled. “You’ve also seen how much Theodore distances himself from women, and I reckon it’s because Jasmine hurt him. Based on the tattoo on his finger, I’m certain he still can’t forget about her. Let’s make use of this opportunity to see how long he can keep this up.”

Curtis thought about it for a while before agreeing to Jeremy’s plan with a soft grunt.

“How dare you guys complain about me toying with women? From what I see, you guys are worse than me!” Wyatt grumbled disdainfully. “Especially when it comes to you, Curtis. How could you use the car crash to trick Ms. Garland into being at your beck and call?”

face darkened instantly. The next second, the cup in his grip shattered, and some coffee spilled onto his lap. That

“W-What the f*ck? Are the custom-made glasses and cups

as he wiped the coffee off his pants. “I want you to go over to Yeringham to

“I’m sorry, Curtis—”

a look. In a cold tone, he ordered, “Shut up. Get

say anything, no matter how blunt Jeremy was toward him in the hospital. Why am I getting sent away just because of a sentence I said? Finally,

Rayna did not take it to heart. After all, Curtis was

but he also made an appointment with Owen on

had Naomi draw up a contract. Just as she was about to show up for the appointment, Jeremy phoned her to tell her that he

it was Curtis’ idea to invite Jasper to discuss a collaboration. Apparently, he wanted her to resell the original

be as good as Curtis. However, he was harder to deal with compared to the latter. In exchange for his service, he would request

what kind of man Jasper was, Rayna went to the restroom to

your mind again, Mr. Faymon?” she asked. “Mr. Steven has already made an appointment with Mr. Owen on my behalf. In terms of collaboration, I think Mr. Owen

fool,” Curtis replied flatly. “Everyone knows you’re now the CEO of Faymon Group. He disrespected me when he annulled

she knew full well that he was only unwilling to work with Owen

Faymon

a while before letting out a

were burning up because it was as if she could

merely asking. I’ll hang up now, Mr. Faymon.” With that, Rayna ended the call right away. When she saw the blush on her face in the mirror, she patted her cheeks. I shouldn’t have said

the contract and sending Jasper off, she heaved a sigh

shares from the other shareholders. Nevertheless, she had not been

shares. Some of the money was transferred into Faymon Group’s bank account, and the rest was kept in a hidden

next step of the

arm. “Thank you for your hard work today. I would like to buy

kind, Mr. York. Without you, I wouldn’t have been able to meet Mr. Snyder. I

I do!”