Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 411

Clinging onto Rayna, Kristie told her everything she wanted to eat. In turn, Rayna placed an order through the application.

“It’ll take at least forty minutes for the groceries to be delivered. Are there flour and unsalted butter in the kitchen?” Rayna asked Larissa as she headed toward the kitchen, ignoring Curtis altogether.

“Yes. They’re all in the upper cabinet.” Larissa followed her into the kitchen and helped her retrieve the said items. Then, she added, “There’s also an oven and some molds for cookies. Do you need them as well, Ms. Garland?”

“Yes. Please take them out for me.”

“Sure.”

Kristie didn’t go into the kitchen but eyed Curtis beside her and inquired in curiosity, “What did you say was the purpose of your visit just now? You’re here for your laptop, right?”

Without waiting for Curtis to answer, she started rummaging everywhere in the living room.

In the end, she found the laptop beside the television. With all the excitement in the world, she brought it over to him. “Found it! Hurry up and leave, Curt, lest your work gets held up.”

Curtis was rendered speechless for a moment.

He massaged his temples. “I worry about you since there’s an outsider at home. I’ll leave later.”

“What outsider?” Kristie was lost at first before she followed his gaze to the kitchen and caught sight of Rayna. Immediately, chagrin swamped her. “Rayna isn’t an outsider! Don’t treat her like your enemy simply because you’ve broken up with her. She’s stunningly beautiful, and many men are interested in her even if you aren’t.”

Curtis’ eyes darkened a shade. “You’re now siding with outsiders, Kristie?”

“I was just speaking the truth.” Kristie curled her ruby lips. In the next instant, something seemingly occurred to her. She leaned close to the man and queried in a whisper, “Are you so adamant about staying because you want to eat Rayna’s cooking, Curt?”

“No.”

In response, Kristie harrumphed. “I think that’s the reason all right. It’s obvious that you want to stick around for a free meal, Curt.”

Pressing his hand against her head, Curtis forcibly turned her around in the direction of her room. “Go back to your bedroom and change out of your pajamas. If you continue talking back to me, I’ll dismiss Mdm. Lovett and leave you to fend for yourself.”

Kristie muttered. Slapping his hand away, she begrudgingly returned to

striding to the bar area. He snagged

simple ponytail that hung down her back, giving vague glimpses of her fair neck

bar with his ebony eyes fixated on her,

that I can’t forget her? And why

irritable, he threw his head back and downed the

kitchen, Larissa was helping Rayna when her phone rang out of

to the

Curtis and implored frantically, “Mr. Faymon, my granddaughter is running a high fever. My son and daughter-in-law are on a business trip and can’t make it back. I’m afraid my granddaughter won’t be able to manage alone at home. Can I take a half-day leave to look

you a half-day leave. Just come over on the dot

Faymon!” Larissa was grateful beyond words. Before leaving, she suggested, “Since you’ve got nothing to do here anyway, Mr. Faymon, you can go in and lend Ms. Garland a hand. It’s too much work

she had left, Curtis remained leaning against the bar without

a look at the kitchen, only to see that Rayna was managing perfectly well by

me, no? In that case, why should I still go and help her? Besides,

Lovett? Why isn’t she helping Rayna?” Kristie questioned upon seeing that Rayna was alone in the kitchen, having

fever, so I gave her a half-day leave,” Curtis

hearing that, Kristie

stopped

another fire breaks out, Faymon Group doesn’t have that much money to compensate everyone.”

the oven! Am I to leave her to do

she suddenly stared at the man fixedly with a crafty look in her

sense of foreboding promptly flooded

could say anything, Kristie shoved him into the kitchen and announced loudly, “Rayna, Curt has offered to help you

can’t even

your cooking without doing anything and insisted on

shoulder, she was greeted by the sight

the bowl of flour. “Since you’re eager to help, Mr. Faymon, go ahead and mix the

expression on his face, Curtis turned to glower at Kristie, but the latter had long

up and mix the flour!” Rayna urged. Then, she even muttered, “He shouldn’t have offered to help

eluded Curtis, and he went