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.

police officer sitting across from her, and

officer’s face as he

confused, unaware of how she ended up at

murdered someone, yet you’re still putting on an act?” The police officer 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 scene was a gruesome

seen, Rayna leaned back in her seat. “How did she

the desk in dismay. “You did it because you harbored

tricked me into getting in the car so she could kill me. I was rendered unconscious by her, and by the time I woke up, I was

said icily. “We took your blood and ran some tests. There was no trace of drugs in your system at all. Besides, when we got to the crime

her and pulled out the photo

the murder weapon was nowhere to be found,” he

her hand and her arm, noticing it was still

so how could

was far

arrived at the indicated location, the road was a complete mess. Multiple cars were utterly destroyed and barely recognizable while countless police officers and journalists surrounded

given Rayna was lying in a pool of

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

various media outlets and didn’t bother concealing the truth from James. “Apparently, it was out of hatred as the victim stole her

“Was it Rayna Garland?”

just don’t get why she had to ram her car into another car. She

to head to the police station. Just then, he bumped into Curtis, who

my sister,” said James with a grim expression. “She’s the CEO of Faymon Group. The company

uttered, “No one would dare harm your sister. I’ll

his hands, but ultimately, he refrained from acting rashly. “I had my suspicions from the very beginning,

have my own

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

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

Group. Naturally, she has to help me. But I have never once

piece. If there’s so much as a scratch on her, I

what happened to you

the air was palpable by the time Kristie arrived, with James exuding a

his hand. “Where

him off of his wrist. After throwing the bracelet to the ground, he turned around