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.

a kiss on his chest. Thinking that the drug was still not out of his system, she muttered, “Let me sleep for a little longer, okay? My waist

kissed heated up, and that heat wormed its way into his heart.

Rayna questioned, sober from her

but he’s still feeling

Rayna felt the urge to skin

her cheek on the man’s chest, she sighed and said, “All right. I’ll help you out, but I can’t stand,

before letting her

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

uncomfortable?” Rayna asked as she lifted her head. It was then she realized that the man

she hung her head and cried out, “This is

was I just

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

Curtis embraced her. “Thank you for protecting

strange to hear

she stiffened when she 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 night, and I was having a

use your

had it with me the entire time,

move on me

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

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

she wanted to, so she resorted to merely glaring at

have come here to

it hurt really badly? Let

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

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

set of new clothes, he had a barely-concealed smile

was close to giving him a

out, she saw Curtis walking over to the wall lamp and

when she figured

the urge to

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

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

you were the one who sent