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.

to plant a kiss on his chest. Thinking that the drug was still not out of his system,

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

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

one night, but

felt the urge

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

his lips before

shoulder, he quickly pulled her up and

was then she realized that the man had clear,

and cried out,

was I

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

embraced her. “Thank you for protecting my reputation,

felt strange to

invited him to the club. “But I didn’t

anyone use your

me the entire time, but my

sneered. “How dare they make a move on me on my territory.

thought Stephanie was interested in you,” Rayna said, realizing that she had underestimated the complexity of the matter. “Someone must have

took her hand to his lips to kiss it. “That’s why you were in a rush

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

shouldn’t have come here to suffer for

badly? Let me take a

she kicked him down from the couch. She was angry, but she was also scared that he

a resigned voice, Curtis said, “I just

“Shut up!”

things Rayna threw at him, Curtis zipped his mouth and put on his pants. Glancing

a set of new clothes,

to giving

then took the clothes to get changed in the restroom. After coming back out, she

when she figured out what the item was. “Did I show up in a video on those dirty websites

she felt the

expression was dark, too. As he took apart the tiny camera, he consoled, “No. I’ll deal with

“This won’t hurt you at

you were the one