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.

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

up, and that heat wormed its way into his heart. He could not help but hug her and kiss

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

been one night, but

that moment, Rayna felt the urge

said, “All right. I’ll

before letting her

the hickey on her bare shoulder, he quickly pulled her up and said,

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

she hung her head and cried out, “This

was I just

“Why are you still laughing? You gave me

laugh anymore.” Curtis embraced her. “Thank you for

felt strange

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

anyone use your

had it with me the entire

“How dare they make a move on me on my territory. They must think that

had underestimated the complexity of the matter.

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

not even sit upright even if she wanted to, so she resorted to merely glaring at him. “Look what you’ve done! You

come here to suffer for

hurt really badly?

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

voice, Curtis said, “I

“Shut up!”

on his pants. Glancing at her torn dress, he quietly made

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

was close to giving him a

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

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

felt the urge

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

“This won’t hurt you at all! Argh! Curtis, why are you so stupid to have come to this

the one who sent