Dear sweetheart novel (Rayna and Julian) novel Chapter 244

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“It’s of no use to me,” replied Curtis with a mild yet bitter smile. “I appreciate that you’ve gone through the trouble.”
Wyatt sighed.
Trouble? I went through quite a bit to investigate this, but this is all it has amounted to.
After Wyatt left, Curtis was left alone in this massive office. He hung his head low, thinking about something quite intently. After a while, he opened the drawer and pulled out the photographs from inside the book.
In the past, he had been thinking about what it was going to be like if they met. After much investigation into his past, he gradually grew more despondent before finally giving up. Now, this information had landed right in his lap, unannounced.
These people were long gone.
Curtis looked at the couple in the photograph. A bitter smirk tugged on his lips as he mumbled, “Perhaps it’s for the best.”
Now, he no longer had to mope around thinking about this.
Suddenly, Curtis’ phone vibrated twice.
Rayna had sent him a message, saying: Mr. Faymon, see you at eight this evening. I’d like to treat you to dinner.
When Rayna arrived at the company, she received a call from the hospital inquiring about her ties to Linda.
Immediately, Rayna rushed over to the hospital. She then arrived at the ward and saw Linda lying on the hospital bed with bandages around her hands and legs. The doctor informed her that Linda had fallen down the stairs, resulting in multiple fractures. She thus needed to stay at the hospital for some time.
After waving the doctor away, Rayna hurriedly crouched next to the bed and asked, “What happened? How did you take such a massive tumble?”
“I was not careful. However, it felt like someone pushed me,” replied Linda weakly. “I wanted to carry some books upstairs, but I was looking down when someone gave me a shove from behind.”
Rayna’s expression turned very solemn. “Did you manage to catch a glimpse of this person?”
“No.”
Rayna knew that her mother was not a liar. Thinking that someone had likely attempted to take her mother’s life, Rayna could feel a shiver go down her spine. After entrusting her mother’s care to a nurse, Rayna made her way to the library at Linda’s workplace.
Despite the incident, nothing seemed out of the ordinary at the library. The place was operating like normal as people came and went. However, Rayna was met with disdain when she asked to view the surveillance footage.
Rayna then picked up the phone and called the police.
It was only when the police arrived that the librarians brought them to the surveillance rooms. However, the staircase was a blind spot. All they could see was Linda rolling down the stairs and not who pushed her.
The cameras showed many people going upstairs at different angles, but nobody looked suspicious. After poring over the footage for over an hour, they found nothing.
The police had other matters to attend to and could not linger. Since they found no clues, they left quickly.
Just as Rayna exited the library, a man walked over to her and said, “Ms. Garland, there’s no point in looking into this. You’re not going to find anything.”
Rayna pinned a death glare on him. “You’re responsible for this?”
The man merely replied, “Ms. Rayna, my boss is asking that you wise up and give us what we want. Otherwise, the next penalty won’t be as mild. Do you understand?”
“Are you working for Mr. Ziegler?” Rayna had been threatened by Mathias before, and the incident was still fresh in her memory. With a sneer, she added, “In your dreams. I’m not giving him anything.”
Rayna was seeing red.
“Go and tell Mr. Ziegler that I’m not going to forget this incident. He’d better watch his back. If these dirty tricks are all he has got, then he’s more than welcome to try using all of them!”
The man was stunned by Rayna’s sudden rage. After looking at her once more, the man departed.
Rayna wanted to send a text to James but found that she had been logged out of WhatsApp by a different user. Daily new chapters upload Only On Alaniniz(dot)com Immediately, she changed the password and logged in again. Was someone else using this account?
She scanned through her messages and discovered nothing unusual. She then exited the app and proceeded to call James instead.
When the line was connected, Rayna said, “Mathias Ziegler of Faymon Group thinks that Julian gave me an unsavory bit of information about him. He tried to force me to give it up and took it out on Mom.”
“How is she doing?”
“She’s fine, but she has multiple fractures,” replied Rayna. “If you’re not busy at school, please look after Mom. I can’t help you much with that. Have you made progress on the investigation?”
“Mr. Ziegler’s covered his tracks very well. Nothing was left behind, not even a crumb trail to follow,” said Julian. “However, did Julian truly not give you anything? An email or a USB stick, perhaps?”
“None at all. If he sent out an email, it would have been tracked down by Mr. Ziegler ages ago.” Rayna shut her eyes and rubbed her sore temples. Just thinking of Julian’s death made her heart ache.
However, Julian had never given her anything.
“I’m not sure who logged into my WhatsApp account,” said Rayna warily. “Can you please look into this as well? That person never reached out to anyone. It’s truly strange.”
“I’ll look into it.”
“Good. Let me know if you find anything.”
Rayna was still worried about Linda and wanted to stay behind at the hospital, but Beau Chambers called to congratulate her heartily on her success in bidding for the high-speed rail project. He also mentioned that the company wished to host a celebratory dinner for her.
Since Rayna could not refuse the invitation, she gave the nurse a monetary gift and drove to the meeting place.
Rayna did not invite Curtis out of concern for incurring gossip. After all, they were not equals. She then gave Gabriel a call, but he despondently replied that he was in Hallsbay for work.
Rayna could discern from his tone of voice that Curtis was seemingly unhappy with Gabriel, and he was sent away to Hallsbay on purpose. When she recalled her conversation with Curtis via text earlier, she was unsure if she wanted to laugh or cry.
Doesn’t that mean that he was upset that I wanted to treat Mr. Tylinski to a meal, and he got upset? Why take his anger out on Mr. Tylinski like this?
How childish of Curtis.
Curtis did not know that Rayna was attending a separate gathering organized by her company. He immediately drove to the restaurant they agreed on.
“Hello, Mr. Faymon,” said the receptionist. “We’ve just received a text from Ms. Garland, informing us that she will be a little late. Would you like to wait in the lounge or at the restaurant?”
“The lounge,” replied Curtis. The restaurant was crowded, and he did not like the noise.
“This way, please.”
The receptionist led Curtis to a luxurious private lounge. After serving him drinks, she quickly departed.
Curtis took a sip of his red wine and was about to look at his phone when the doors were suddenly flung open, and a slender figure walked in.
The private lounge suddenly became dark after she turned the lights off.
When Curtis got a good look at the woman’s face, his expression darkened. “Get the hell out!”
“Don’t be so heartless, Mr. Faymon!” whined the young woman as she approached Curtis seductively. She had an alluring figure under the garters she wore, but the left side of her face was obscured due to the dimness of the room.
Stephanie crawled onto Curtis and lightly trailed her fingers across his face, breathing gently onto his neck.
“Do you want to have fun, Mr. Faymon?”
“I said get the hell out!” Without warning, Curtis grabbed Stephanie by the neck, quite disgusted by the scent that she wore. He was about to push her aside when he suddenly frowned.
Curtis could feel his insides heating up as his breathing turned erratic. His mind suddenly became fuzzy as well.
Stephanie noticed this and gave Curtis a gentle push back onto the couch. “Mr. Faymon, I had this wine prepared especially for you,” she cooed seductively. “Do you like the taste?”
Curtis breathed in and realized that he was suddenly sensitive to all the smells surrounding him. Stephanie’s perfume wafted into his nostrils, and he could feel his throat turn dry.
Stephanie then guided Curtis’ hand towards her small waist, letting him stroke her there. She then lowered her head and trailed her lips from his neck provocatively before stopping at his ear.
“Do you want to have fun?” asked Stephanie huskily.
Curtis held onto whatever was left of his sanity. He suddenly grabbed Stephanie by the hair and slammed her onto the glass coffee table in front of them.
“Ah!” Stephanie’s forehead had been cut, causing her to shriek in pain.
Curtis panted heavily and pushed her onto the carpet. “Get the hell out!” he hissed, clenching his jaw.