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.

drug was still not out of his

wormed its way into his heart. He could not help

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

night, but

Rayna felt the urge to skin

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

before

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

was then she realized that the man had clear, bright eyes. She stiffened.

and cried

I just

she heard 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

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

strange

“But I didn’t send you any message.

use your

her head. “I had it with me the entire time, but my account

dare they make a move on me on my territory. They

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

hand to his lips to kiss it. “That’s why

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

to suffer for the

hurt really badly? Let

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

a resigned voice, Curtis said, “I

“Shut up!”

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

set of new clothes,

giving him a

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

sheet when she figured

felt the urge

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

hurt you at all! Argh! Curtis, why are you so

thought you were the one who sent me