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.

Thinking that the drug was still not out of his system,

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

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

night, but

that moment, Rayna felt the urge to skin

and said, “All right. I’ll

his lips before letting her kisses trail

hickey on her bare shoulder, he quickly pulled

she realized that the

hung her head and cried

I

half-mad. “Why are you still laughing? You gave me such a scare last night! You were nearly raped, you

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

felt strange

invited him to the club. “But I didn’t send you any message. The company had a gathering last night,

use your

the entire

Curtis sneered. “How dare they make a move

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

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

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 you’ve done! You were

shouldn’t have come here to suffer for

it hurt really badly? Let me

time, she kicked him down from the couch. She was angry,

voice, Curtis said, “I just

“Shut up!”

random things Rayna threw at him, Curtis zipped his mouth and put on his pants. Glancing at her torn dress, he quietly made a call and walked out of the

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

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

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

felt the urge to murder

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

out. “This won’t hurt you at all!

the one who sent me