Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 224 She Can Do Whatever She Wants

Rayna, who witnessed their entire argument, was dumbstruck. It seems like things are different from what I expected.

She handed a piece of tissue to Jessica and remarked, “Your breakup with him is so intense.”

“You don’t know how horrible he is!” Jessica’s glasses had turned hazy from her crying. She took them off and wiped the lenses, weeping tears as she explained, “H-He posted that type of video online… I am a girl. How am I supposed to see my friends and acquaintances again if they happen to watch the video?”

Rayna knew what video Jessica was referring to, so she could understand her anger. “That’s really…”

On second thought, she chose to share her opinion instead. “Wyatt may be a playboy, but he will never do something so terrible. If he did, he wouldn’t bother coming over and explaining things to you.”

Jessica asked, “Who else could it be if not him when it was filmed at his place?”

“It’s hard to guard against sneak photography nowadays.” Rayna then suggested, “Perhaps someone installed a pinhole camera at Wyatt’s place. Wyatt might not have noticed it, which led to what happened next.”

“In any case, I refuse to forgive him!” Jessica made up her mind. “He can find whoever he wants!”

Rayna did not know what to say in response.

However, she knew it was inappropriate for her to interfere with the couple’s argument.

Later, she sent Jessica to Faymon Group before heading off to her own workplace. Just as she arrived at the office, her assistant walked over and informed her, “Ms. Garland, Mr. Chambers is looking for you.”

“Okay. I’ll be right over.”

Rayna headed to the CEO’s office to meet Beau. They made some small talk. Then, he handed her a document, beaming as he said, “A high-speed railway station will be built in the eastern district, and the project will be sold by tender.”

“That’s great news.” Rayna flipped through the document and closed it. There was a sparkle in her eyes when she looked at him and added, “It will benefit our company in opening up a market abroad if we can get the project.”

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area.” Rayna was startled at first. Upon returning to her senses, she asked, “Why don’t we let Mr. Wright handle it instead? With him

“He is indeed capable, but you’re not too bad yourself. Rayna, you’ve just transferred from Faymon Group. If you take over this

for her transfer to his company because the latter wanted to give her a platform for the improvement and growth in her

it for a long moment, Rayna accepted the offer but not without stating her condition. “Thank you for giving me this opportunity. I’d love to give it a try too. However, this is too huge of a project. If I realize I am inadequate for this project later, I suggest handing over the project to Mr. Wright and his team. I’ll happily accept the offer if

Mr. Wright about this.” Beau was delighted with her decision. “I’ll leave this project in your hands,

“Thank you, Mr. Chambers.”

office. Due to the gravity of the project, she still found her team to

dinner and introduced her to some of his friends. After making small talk, she recruited six people

business gatherings with the big shots in the industry, so she drank some alcohol, which brought a blush to her cheeks.

not drink much, yet the high alcohol content from the hard liquor

sneaked several glances at her before leaning closer to Beau and asking jokingly, “Beau, is she your secret

him. Fortunately, there were no strangers around to overhear their conversation. “I don’t have the guts to

think she’s that capable, given her young age. Besides, Faymon

shut him up. “We

pretty and young girls out

over Beau, for he was worried that Rayna would hear such remarks. Technically, he was merely an employee since Faymon Group had secretly acquired Hatchair Group. They signed a contract, so the public was

words. She’s with Mr. Faymon,”

handling such a project and will implicate us

huge. Are you serious about letting a young girl like her be in charge of it? I’m afraid they will disqualify her immediately when she brings

head ached from their

were not for Curtis’ instructions. They had no filter, belittling everyone as they believed they were big shots in the

about to call in a waitress when the door to their private room was suddenly pushed open from outside. A slender figure stepped inside. He wore a wine-red

“M-Mr. Faymon?”

up. They quickly stood

an excellent reputation. Moreover, the incident from two months ago also proved that no one should underestimate Curtis’

be so polite to me. I happened to have a business appointment