Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 246 Going To Kill Him

“You were about to inject me with this, weren’t you?” Jefferson asked, his gaze dark.

Fear crept into Naomi’s heart, and her arms started to shake, but no matter how hard she tried, she could not climb back upright.

In the next instance, the needle was inserted into her arm.

Once the syringe’s contents were in Naomi’s bloodstream, Jefferson grabbed her chin and forced her to look at his gentle smile. “Tell Arnaud I’m going to kill him.”

Naomi’s eyes widened, and she panted.

Then, Jefferson threw her off the bed, snatched the chair, and smashed the computer. Without even changing his clothes, he left.

When his subordinate in the corridor saw him, he hurried over and greeted, “Mr. Hamilton.”

“Scram!” Jefferson roared before shoving his subordinate away. A metallic tang rushed up his throat, and he vomited out a mouthful of blood. Weakly, he supported himself against the wall.

“Arnaud! Montail!” Jefferson closed his eyes. Recalling what he saw in the surveillance camera, he grounded out, “I’m going to kill you! I’m going to kill you!”

When Curtis came back to the waking land, he woke up with the headache of the year. Then, he noticed something heavy on his chest, and that sobered him up immediately.

It was then he recalled driving to the club and seeing Stephanie entering the room.

Once his eyes were used to the dim lights in the room, he realized there was a woman sprawled on his chest. That certain scent was still strong in the air, and he knew what that meant.

D*mn it.

A homicidal thought formed in Curtis’ mind. Just as he was about to pull the woman away from him, he spotted the pearl earring on the woman’s earlobe and froze.

He had seen that earring many, many times.

While he was still in a daze, the woman sprawled on him woke up. She looked at him groggily and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Curtis let out a sigh of relief upon registering her face.

Thank goodness it’s her.

“I’m so tired,” Rayna mumbled hoarsely, the exhaustion audible in her voice.

still not out of his system, she muttered, “Let me sleep for a

spot she kissed heated up, and that heat wormed its way into his heart. He could not help but

beating quicker?” Rayna questioned, sober from

been one night, but he’s still feeling

that moment, Rayna felt the urge

on the man’s chest, she sighed and said, “All right. I’ll help

his lips before letting her

the hickey on her bare shoulder, he quickly pulled her up and said, “You don’t need to do

lifted her head. It was then she realized that the man had clear,

head and cried out, “This is

I

chuckle, she hammered his chest and huffed, half-embarrassed and half-mad. “Why are you still laughing? You gave me such a scare last

laugh anymore.” Curtis embraced her. “Thank you for protecting my

strange

apparently the one who invited him to the club. “But I didn’t send you

use your

“I had it with me the

premeditated.” Curtis sneered. “How dare they make a move on

Stephanie was interested in you,” Rayna said, realizing that she had underestimated the

his lips to kiss it. “That’s why you were

to heat up. She could not even sit upright even if she wanted to, so she resorted to

come here to

badly? Let me

tightly. At the same time, she kicked him down from the couch. She was

Curtis said,

“Shut up!”

and put on his pants. Glancing at her torn dress, he quietly made a call and walked out of

of new clothes, he had a barely-concealed smile on his

was close to giving him a

took the clothes to get changed in the restroom. After coming back out, she saw Curtis walking over to the wall

a sheet when she figured out what the item was. “Did

the urge to murder

took apart the

believe you can still say that!” Rayna cried out. “This won’t hurt you at all! Argh! Curtis, why are you so stupid to have come to

one who sent me