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.

her head to plant a kiss on his chest. Thinking that the drug was still not out of his system, she muttered, “Let me sleep

heat wormed its way into his heart. He could not help but

is your heart beating quicker?” Rayna questioned, sober from her worry. “Do

one night, but he’s still feeling like

the urge to

she sighed and said, “All right. I’ll help you out, but I can’t stand, so

his lips before

her bare shoulder, he quickly pulled her

uncomfortable?” Rayna asked as she lifted her head. It was then she realized that the man had clear, bright eyes. She stiffened. Then, her face heated

her head and cried out, “This is so

I

heard the man’s quiet chuckle, she hammered his chest and huffed, half-embarrassed and half-mad. “Why are

right, I won’t laugh anymore.” Curtis embraced her. “Thank you for

felt strange to hear

to the club. “But I didn’t send you any message. The company had a gathering last night, and I was having a meal with my

use your

had it with me the entire time, but my account

move on me on my territory. They must think that it’s their

that she had underestimated the complexity of the matter. “Someone must

to kiss it. “That’s why you

if she wanted to, so she resorted to merely glaring at him.

come here to suffer for

badly?

she kicked him down from the

voice, Curtis

“Shut up!”

mouth and put on his pants. Glancing at her torn

new clothes, he

to giving him a beating

in the restroom. After coming back out, she saw Curtis walking

a sheet when she figured out what

the urge

too. As he took apart the tiny camera, he consoled, “No.

say that!” Rayna cried out. “This won’t hurt you

were the one