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.

not out of his system, she muttered, “Let me sleep for a little longer, okay? My waist

that heat wormed its way into

questioned, sober from

but he’s still feeling like

felt the urge to skin Stephanie

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

kissed his lips before letting

he quickly pulled her up and said,

head. It was then she realized that the

hung her head and cried

was I

huffed, half-embarrassed and half-mad. “Why are you still laughing? You

won’t laugh anymore.” Curtis embraced her. “Thank

felt strange to

heard that she was apparently the one who invited him to the club. “But I didn’t send you any message. The company had a gathering last

use your

it with me the entire time,

move on me on my

you,” Rayna said, realizing that she had underestimated the complexity

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

kissing me.” Even Rayna’s fingers were starting to heat up. She could not even sit upright even if she wanted to, so she resorted to merely glaring at him. “Look what

to suffer for the whole

it hurt really badly? Let

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

a resigned voice, Curtis said, “I

“Shut up!”

Rayna threw at him, Curtis zipped his mouth and put on his pants. Glancing at her torn dress, he quietly made a call and

set of new clothes, he had

giving him

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

entire night?” Rayna’s face turned as white as a sheet when she figured out what the item was. “Did

felt the

expression was dark, too. As he took apart the tiny camera,

you at all!

the one who