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

sensitive to do so. It won’t

“Send me the address.”

leave from Wyatt before driving

“This could’ve all been communicated through WhatsApp.

go back after barely

Wyatt didn’t feel like returning. Hence, he decided to take a

humidity in the air.

on the car window, Wyatt watched the street vendors go about their busy

sudden, a painting vendor came into

than ten paintings on display. In the center was an

the brakes with no regard for the traffic. Frantically unbuckling his seat belt, he sprinted up

The painter was in the midst of packing up when he noticed Wyatt’s presence. Thus, he approached the latter and asked, “You seem

it for a long time.

“Huh?”

lost control of his emotions.

stuttered, “I-I painted it

water on him,

drew all the paintings you see here.” Pointing at his stall, the painter elaborated, “Oil paintings, watercolors…

look at the painting, he realized the strokes were totally different

What am I doing?

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

painter was taken aback by the turn of events. “Hey, hey, mister! If you’re

could finish, Wyatt took out all the cash he had and stuffed them into the painter’s hands. Only then did he

he stared at the wad of cash in his

hand through his hair and wondered what had gotten into him. A few seconds

almost killed me, and

against the seat to catch his breath, Wyatt regained his composure