Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 242 Arnaud Montail

Rayna commented, “You have a strange dog. You are its master, but it doesn’t stick to you.”

Curtis responded, “Aren’t you?”

It took Rayna a moment to realize what he was referring to. She quickly lowered her head and pretended to chop the vegetables, her face turning bright red.

She was busy frying fish and couldn’t leave the pan, so she taught Curtis how to make meatballs instead.

Curtis almost gave up when he saw the two large bowls of minced meat, but in the end, he put on the gloves. It was his first time doing this, and he couldn’t even make the meatballs round. Rayna grew anxious when she saw how little progress he was making.

“Roll them! Who told you to pinch them?” Rayna got so angry that she started teaching him the ropes. “Roll it like this. Oh, I can’t believe it. Why is your handwriting so pretty when your hands aren’t that flexible?”

Curtis blurted out, “They are two different things!”

“Roll the meatballs!” Rayna roared. She slapped his head and ordered, “If you can’t roll them, you can’t have dinner with us!”

It was at this point that Curtis learned not to talk back at a woman.

During dinner, Kristie learned that Curtis had helped roll the meatballs. She saw how helpless he looked and couldn’t stop laughing as she slammed the table. “Oh, I can’t believe Curtis got scolded! This is hilarious!”

She then prayed solemnly, “God, please give Curtis a mischievous daughter who will give him a hard time!”

“Kristie!” Curtis’ veins nearly popped up in rage. “Who gave you the courage to say that?”

James chimed in, “I gave her the courage.”

“What are you all doing? Eat your food!” Afraid that they would argue at the dining table, Rayna started serving them. “Stop talking. You don’t want to spray your saliva all over the food, do you?”

Curtis pulled a dish closer to him.

After dinner, Rayna reminded Curtis that he had offered to do the dishes and sent him to the kitchen. She then went to the yard with James.

“I found this,” James said as he handed Rayna an envelope. “Twenty-five years ago, a jewelry store in Irushea had a customer who brought in an uncut sapphire. He was getting married and wanted the store to design a set of jewelry for him. They created a three-piece set for him. When the client returned to pick it up, he asked them to engrave his wife’s initials on the ring. I discovered that the man’s name was Sylvester Faymon while his wife’s name was Xandra Quaker.”

James paused before continuing, “I was unable to find any information about the couple’s work, as it had been completely erased. All I know is that the man took a bullet and committed suicide. I saw the couple’s photo, too.”

guess. He bears an uncanny resemblance to

James nodded.

told him about Curtis’

exclaimed upon comprehending the purpose of Rayna’s request for him to look into the

any clues about the necklace or

and are now in the possession of a

a pity,”

but he hadn’t discovered what she wanted to know the

me the details. I will go

Rayna gave him a smile and shook her head. She wasn’t sure about the matter as it might not be a coincidence. “I might be

stopped pursuing

loudly into a microphone. The noise

removed James and Kristie from his house due to their

meat. Approaching her, he jokingly asked, “Ms. Garland,

Rayna ignored him.

to find that Rayna was staring at the ground with a sad expression. “What’s the matter? Did someone give you a

to look at him as

was both angry and amused. “You looked like you were about to cry,

with her fingers. “I was just thinking about how you’re too stingy. You have a lot of employees, yet you won’t even lend

the most generous

into his company’s system before giving her

believe her ears. “Are you sure I can choose whoever I want? Is

“Yeah.”

Rayna held her breath. “Are they

Curtis suddenly felt like teasing her. “Mm. I wonder if

is quite

inched nearer to her. The top two buttons of his shirt were undone, making him look extra sexy. “You can

chest, her heart

He’s too irresistibly sexy.

head and

scowl crept up Curtis’ face as he lost his jovial mood. “Ms. Garland, I

the call on your