Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 270 Distortion Of Truth

Rayna tried asking Emma to leave in an indirect manner. “Mrs. Xavier, if there’s nothing else, do you mind letting us continue to have our meal? The mushroom soup doesn’t taste good when it’s cold.”

“Marry my son.”

“Hm?” Rayna’s expression froze as she asked her in disbelief, “What did you say?”

Emma glanced at her contemptuously and said, “Despite your lowly background, I can still accept you. You’ll benefit from marrying my son and I convince myself to become your mother-in-law.”

Rayna was astounded.

After joining the Hatchair Group and eventually returning to Faymon Group, she significantly widened her connections and interacted with many elites of the society, including some haughty rich women. Still, she had never seen someone like Emma.

Oh my… Does she think it is everyone’s most earnest desire to marry into the Xavier family?

“I don’t think that’s necessary because I’m not good enough for the Xavier family.” Rayna kept a smile on her face. If it weren’t for Curtis and Theodore’s relationship, she would’ve given Emma the attitude and left.

Emma didn’t anticipate Rayna would refuse her. Her face turned a few shades darker in response.

She uttered more assertively, “Ms. Garland, I suggest you think this through. You won’t have to contribute the dowry if you marry into my family. I will even sponsor you to establish your own company.”

Rayna continued to smile. “Thank you, Mrs. Xavier, but that’s not needed.”

“You may raise your conditions,” Emma chimed in. She had to satisfy Rayna to the best of her ability. I’d rather Rayna become a part of our family than that mistress’ daughter!

“I don’t have any conditions. I have things to do, so I’ll be going now.”

Sensing Emma’s determination to pester her and reluctance to leave, Rayna held Carl’s hand and decided to move elsewhere. However, before they could take a few steps ahead, Emma halted them again.

Persistent and forceful, Emma even stopped trying to negotiate with Rayna. “You must marry my son!”

Rayna was rendered speechless.

think you and my son are getting married once

limit of her patience. “Ms. Xavier, don’t you find yourself revolting? You went through your son’s belongings

have the right to look through his belongings.” Emma did not think she had done anything wrong. “Have the wedding

“Thanks but no thanks.”

Faymon Group’s Mr. Faymon. How do you

turned grim instantaneously. “You’d better don’t cross the

you marry my son. I don’t mind if you two only stay together for a month after registering for the

Rayna was well aware of Emma’s scheme after being badgered by the latter for so long. “You’re afraid she would rekindle a relationship with your son, so you

I indeed dislike that mistress’ daughter. Even if she acquires Sanders

your daughter-in-law in the future will be so

been kind enough to put up with your ill behavior for so long. Do

Sanders and am not interested in doing something as despicable as that. Do

on informing Curtis about that matter

Emma’s hand away and uttered sternly in his childish voice, “Hey, you’re so self-righteous, wanting

speak to me like that!” Emma glared at Carl. The boy was still young, but he appeared exceptional in a suit. His face was partially hidden behind a face mask, but his imposing aura couldn’t

felt a sense of

“You are the one acting overbearingly. I’m just reciprocating your

was so infuriated that she lunged forward in an attempt to take off Carl’s face mask, but Rayna reacted quicker by shielding him behind

piped up, “Please show some respect to others,

Emma glanced at Carl, standing behind Rayna, and snorted. “Could the rumors be true? Is this your illegitimate

“He’s my friend’s child.”

friends in the newspaper, but do you have to be so secretive about the child? Besides, you are the one who keeps him company all the time. Any outsider who sees this will assume you’re his mother. If you aren’t feeling guilty, take off

so there’s really no need for that,” Rayna responded coldly. She didn’t want to dwell further on that

from behind her and forcefully pushed Emma. Emma, wearing high heels, lost her balance and fell backward into the fountain,

snarled, “Don’t you

was quite deep, so Rayna was worried Emma might be hurt. Hence, she had no choice but to move forward to help Emma up. The latter swatted Rayna’s hand away and scolded loudly, “Ms. Garland, is this how you treat an elderly when all I did was talk to you in a