Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 195 I Want You Dead

Rayna rubbed the ring on her finger. Her expression unchanging, she uttered, “You don’t have the video at all. You just want to lure me here so it’ll be easier for you to make a move.”

“That’s right.” Meredith readily admitted, mocking her opponent’s naivety. “The man’s smart. He found someone with a similar build to Curtis and got him to film the video, but I didn’t expect you to fall for it so easily.”

“Everything he has given you, I can give you as well,” said Rayna in an attempt to buy herself as much time as she could. “In fact, I can pretend I didn’t see you here today.”

Meredith shook her head. She appeared crazed as she declared, “You can’t because I want you dead!”

At that moment, a pungent smell wafted into Rayna’s nose.

She couldn’t hold her breath in time, and in a matter of seconds, her vision became blurry. Before losing consciousness, she saw Meredith, who was covering her nose and mouth with a handkerchief, burst into maniacal laughter.

A few seconds later, Rayna passed out.

Meredith rolled down the car window to circulate the air before removing the handkerchief. Subsequently, she stared at the unconscious woman and hissed, “He said he wants to see her corpse, so I suppose it won’t be a problem if I dismember her limbs.”

“Do as you wish,” said the driver. “But you’re pretty ruthless.”

“She’s the one who put me in this predicament! I lost my man and my job!” She removed the knife from underneath the car seat, and the thrill of taking revenge was evident in her expression. “In fact, I’m going to send Julian a picture once I’m done with her.”

Meredith wanted him to witness his beloved woman’s death in her hands.

Exhilaration washed over her at the mere thought of that.

She then brought the knife down on Rayna’s neck.

At that moment, something rammed into the back of the car, diverting Meredith’s knife toward the car seat instead. Unable to pull the knife out, she cast a furious gaze out the window.

Are they blind? They can’t even drive properly!

Upon freeing the knife from the car seat, Meredith was about to make another move when the driver’s scream sounded in her ears. She looked over, catching a glimpse of a white sedan driving toward them at full speed.

“Ahhhh!”

Rayna’s eyelids fluttered open when she was woken up by someone vigorously shaking her.

was a police officer sitting across from her, and there was nothing on the table between them besides a notepad and

officer’s

confused, unaware of how she

tossed a stack of photos onto the desk. Meredith was pictured in all of them, and in one of the photos at the top of the stack, she was lying face-down in a pool of blood. The

seen, Rayna leaned back

the desk in dismay. “You did it because you harbored resentment for her after she took your husband away from

car so she could kill me. I

police officer said icily. “We took your blood and ran some tests. There was no trace

of the blood test to her and pulled out the photo

the murder weapon was nowhere

She then glanced at her hand and her arm, noticing it was still stained with blood.

drug, so how could the blood test

was far from peaceful

James caught up to the tracking device and arrived at the indicated location, the road was a complete mess. Multiple cars were utterly destroyed

Rayna was lying in a pool of blood that

sense of uneasiness arose within him, and he asked the police officer that was nearest to

a murder.” The officer reckoned the news had already been published by various media outlets and didn’t bother concealing the truth from

“Was it Rayna Garland?”

The officer sighed. “I just don’t get why she had to ram her car into another car. She could’ve just committed

head to the police station. Just then, he bumped

wanted to kill my sister,” said James with a grim expression. “She’s the CEO of Faymon Group. The company will suffer if she’s convicted of murder, so tell me, who did

was, Curtis uttered, “No one would dare harm your sister. I’ll take care

“I had my suspicions from the very beginning, but now, I’m sure you’ve dragged her into the

have my

through gritted teeth, “My sister has given her all for Faymon Group, but

brows. Disliking the feeling of being tugged at, he pulled James’

Naturally, she has to help me. But I have never once thought of her

scoffed. “You’d better get her out of there in one piece. If there’s so much as a scratch on her, I won’t let the Faymon family off, least of all

happened to

palpable by the time Kristie arrived, with James exuding

She held onto his hand. “Where did

yank the bracelet she had given him off of his wrist. After throwing the bracelet