Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 585

Curtis asked, “Have you found out who he met in secret?”

Wyatt shook his head. “He’s really cunning. All this while, he hid in places without surveillance cameras, preventing us from discovering anything. I can’t believe how cruel he is to be capable of killing his own father.”

“I heard Boniel favors Jefferson and discriminates against Arnaud.” Jeremy elaborated, “Even though Boniel signed a bet with the brothers, he was secretly helping Jefferson out. Arnaud probably found out and killed him for it.”

Wyatt stroked his chin. “Arnaud’s maternal family is very powerful. Even if Boniel left a will, they would definitely be able to secure the Terblanc family for him.”

“The person Arnaud planted in Norwal City is really sharp too. He was able to analyze the situation accurately.” With a grim look in his eyes, Curtis tapped his fingers on his pants. “Obviously, I’m not going to let him take over the Terblanc family.”

“What do you plan to do?” Wyatt leaned languidly against the wall.

Lowering his head in thought, Curtis replied, “I don’t see a role for you now. Instead, I’ll get someone to spread the news of Boniel’s death. If he does have a will, it will be disclosed when the time comes.”

Holding his chin with his hand, Wyatt let out a chuckle. “By spreading the news of Boniel’s death, your real objective is to see whether Jefferson attends the funeral. Isn’t that the case, Curtis?”

“You’re getting more annoying by the day.” Curtis threw him an icy glance.

Jeremy, who was on a call with his back facing them, finally turned around and exclaimed, “Curtis, I’m told that Theodore is awake!”

“F*ck, really?” Wyatt stood at attention. “Are you going over to see him? I’ll come with you.”

“I’d rather you not. There’s nothing you can help with anyway.” Jeremy patted him on the shoulders. “You had better keep an eye on your company instead.”

Curtis added, “I’ll get Gabriel to assign Shadow to you. Give me a call if you need anything.”

“Sure!”

As Jeremy still had work to do in the hospital, Curtis and Wyatt left first, leaving Gabriel to pick the former up later.

After stepping out of the hospital, Curtis received a call from Emma. “Curtis, are you free? I would like to speak to you about something.”

it

afraid it’s too sensitive to do so. It won’t take you more than

“Send me the address.”

Curtis took his leave from Wyatt

all been communicated through WhatsApp. Coming to the hospital was a waste of

to go back after

didn’t feel like returning. Hence, he decided to take a leisurely drive with

had gathered amidst the intensifying humidity in the air. The sky looked as if

a cigarette and the other resting on the car window, Wyatt watched the street vendors go about their busy

a painting vendor came into his

than ten paintings on display. In the center was an oil painting of sunflowers that

slammed on the brakes with no regard for the traffic. Frantically unbuckling his seat belt, he sprinted up to the painting vendor and stared intently at the

The painter was in the midst of packing up when he noticed Wyatt’s presence. Thus,

up the painting and continued staring at it for a long time. Eventually,

“Huh?”

Grabbing the painter’s arms, Wyatt lost control of his emotions. “Does she look gorgeous and is pregnant? Do you know

Given a shock by Wyatt’s response, the painter stuttered, “I-I painted it myself. If you like it, I’ll sell it

water on him, Wyatt instantly regained his senses. “You painted

painter elaborated, “Oil paintings, watercolors… I can paint anything. In fact, I

the painting, he realized the

What am I doing?

as he questioned himself, he stabbed his burning cigarette into the

aback by the turn of events. “Hey, hey, mister! If

and stuffed them

utterly stunned as he stared at the wad of cash

his hair and wondered what had gotten into him. A few seconds later, he smashed his fist

I feeling so anxious? She almost killed me, and

seat to catch his breath, Wyatt regained his composure before driving