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.

was still not out of his system, she muttered, “Let me

heat wormed its way into his heart. He could not

questioned, sober from her worry. “Do

night, but he’s still

Rayna felt the urge to

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

before letting

on her bare shoulder, he quickly pulled her up

asked as she lifted her head. It was then she realized that the man had clear, bright

hung her head and

I

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 scare

anymore.” Curtis embraced her. “Thank you for

strange to

club. “But I didn’t send you any message. The company had a gathering last

use your

her head. “I had it with me the

they make a move

she had underestimated the complexity of the

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 she resorted to merely glaring at him. “Look what you’ve done! You were so aggressive

have come here to

it hurt really badly?

same time, she kicked him down from the couch. She

a resigned voice, Curtis

“Shut up!”

zipped his mouth and put on his pants. Glancing at her

clothes, he had a barely-concealed smile on his

close to giving him a beating

out, she saw Curtis walking over

turned as white as a sheet when she figured out what the item was. “Did

she felt the urge to

took apart the tiny camera, he

out. “This won’t hurt you at

one who sent