Dear sweetheart novel (Rayna and Julian) novel Chapter 302

Dear Sweetheart Chapter 302 A Bold Idea
“That’s right. He has a company in Norwal City,” Gabriel reported. “He also bought over two tech companies, Pixel Corporation and Tidal Wave Technologies, as an investor one month ago.”
Curtis narrowed his eyes. “No wonder he looks familiar. Who would have thought he had already infiltrated Norwal City? He was also on the list of bidders for the high-speed rail station in the eastern district.”
“The tender event…” Gabriel pondered for a moment and asked, “So he must have had his eyes on Mrs. Faymon for some time now, right? By the way, Mr. Faymon, I’m not sure if this is worth mentioning, but there’s something else going on.”
“Go on.”
Gabriel continued, “It was when Stephanie’s plan to hurt Mrs. Faymon backfired, and she ended up in the hospital instead. I visited the hospital to collect some documents at that time and ran into Dorothy. She was visiting Stephanie and stayed for more than half an hour in her ward.”
“There’s only one reason for her to visit Stephanie when she doesn’t know who the latter is.” The atmosphere tensed up as Curtis spoke. “Arnaud. He must have instructed Dorothy to relay instructions to Stephanie for him.”
Gabriel scooted to the side as he couldn’t stand the tense atmosphere.
Curtis lowered his head and stared at the man’s photograph. “Rayna told me before that Jefferson might be the type to do anything to achieve his goals, but he would never secretly take photos of others. It makes sense now that I think about it. Something is amiss.”
“Secretly taking photos of others?” Gabriel craned his neck to take a closer look at Curtis. “Mr. Faymon, did someone take pictures of you without you knowing?”
Curtis shot daggers at him.
Gabriel shuddered in fear. “Arnaud must have instructed Stephanie to do it and placed the blame on Jefferson. How wicked of him!” he exclaimed angrily.
Curtis kept quiet in response to his outburst.
The taxi rolled to a stop at Gerton’s second district half an hour later.
Gerton was one of the three most prosperous cities in the world. The eight districts were connected to the main street. Hence, there was always hustle and bustle no matter the time of day. It was a city that never sleeps.
Gabriel alighted the car, walked over to the other side, and pulled the door open for Curtis. They then entered the building together.
Right after they entered the elevator, Gabriel reached for the fourth-floor button and opened his mouth to speak.
Daily new chapters upload Only On Alaniniz(dot)com “I heard that the premium clubs in Gerton only accept high-achievers to chat with their clients as they’re more knowledgeable. I also heard that government officials visit the place occasionally to have a heart-to-heart with the young ladies. Mr. Faymon, I have a bold idea. Do you want to hear about it?”
Curtis shoved one of his hands into his pocket and shot him a sidelong glance. “I have an idea too. Do you want to hear about it?”
“What is it?” Gabriel asked without missing a beat.
“I think you’re a good fit for public relations since you’re handsome and a good talker,” Curtis sneered. “Why don’t you stick around here to collect intel on my behalf?”
“No, no. I’m not a good fit.” Gabriel straightened his back and shut his mouth. “My area of expertise is to assist you with your work. I’m not fit to collect intel.”
“Then you better shut your mouth.”
“Yes, sir.”
The elevator soon arrived on the fourth floor.
It led straight to the entrance of Momo Club. The exterior of the club was decorated exquisitely. An elegant, petite young lady dressed in expensive traditional clothes stood at the right side of the door.
“Good evening, sirs.” The young lady bowed and greeted in Anglandurn.
Her heart skipped a beat when she raised her head and saw Curtis. His striking looks and calm demeanor turned heads wherever he went.
She soon led them into the club.
Gabriel touched his face and said enviously, “I’m six feet tall and good-looking. Why won’t she even spare me a glance? Is she looking down on me?”
This is too much!
Curtis scanned his surroundings the moment he stepped into the club.
He paused in his footsteps and asked the young lady in Anglandurn, “Is Mr. Yamazaki here?”
The young lady was stunned as she paused in her tracks. “Are you Mr. Yamazaki’s guests?”
Curtis hummed in acknowledgement.
“What’s your last name? I’ll go check.” Yamazaki was the club’s VIP. Hence, she had to ensure they were indeed his guests before bringing them over.
“Gabriel.” Curtis gave his assistant a look.
Gabriel immediately stepped up and handed a name card to the young lady. “This is Mr. Faymon’s name card. You may show this to Mr. Yamazaki and tell him we are here for the Aoba Project.”
The young lady took the name card, glanced at it, and seated them at the nearest booth.
“Please wait here.”
They were left alone by the other bargirls while waiting for the young lady to return. It was an unspoken rule at the club for the bargirls to not approach customers that belonged to someone else. Only the server came once to serve them brandy and some fruits.
Gabriel moved the two glasses of brandy further away and handed Curtis mineral water instead.
He had heard that Mr. Yamazaki was a big shot in Gerton and had maintained a close relationship with the government officials. Hence, he was worried that the two of them would have to go up against Mr. Yamazaki’s men in a while.
What if it’s two against ten? I’ll have to rely on Mr. Faymon since I’m not a good fighter. I must make sure Mr. Faymon doesn’t even take a sip of alcohol tonight in case he gets drunk. Otherwise, we’ll be done for.
Curtis took a sip of the mineral water. “Don’t worry. I won’t be drinking tonight. This place is full of women.” He had guessed what was running through Gabriel’s mind.
Realization immediately dawned on Gabriel. “Mr. Faymon, are you worried that you might do something that will get you kicked out of the house by Mrs. Faymon?” he teased.
“Can you shut up?”
Feeling intimidated, Gabriel scooted over to maintain his distance.
After about three minutes, the young lady returned.
“I’m sorry to have kept you waiting. Please follow me.”
Curtis and Gabriel followed the young lady up the spiral stairs to the second floor. The furnishings on the second floor were even more lavish than the first floor. There were even a few private rooms lining the corridor.
The young lady opened the door on her right and bowed. “You may enter.”
She shut the door behind them once they entered the room.
The room was huge and had an Epea-centric interior. There was a billiard table beside the reception area. Several people were chatting there while a few others were playing billiards.
Gabriel’s knees shook when he saw the frightening tattoos on their arms.
There were fewer people than he had imagined. However, he felt intimidated by their muscles and tattoos as he was sure they would be able to send him flying with a punch.
Curtis pointed his chin at one of the men and spoke in a low voice. “Go check it out.”
“Okay.”
Gabriel went up to one of the men who looked like a bodyguard and spoke to him in Jetroinian. A moment later, he returned and reported, “The white-haired guy with tattoos on his arm playing billiards is Mr. Yamazaki.”
Curtis glanced at the billiards table and made his way over.
I’ve wasted too much time here. He cut to the chase as he approached the white-haired man. “Mr. Yamazaki, do you speak Anglandurn?” he asked in Anglandurn.
Yamazaki straightened his back and leveled his sharp gaze on Curtis.
His face was free from wrinkles even though he had a head of white hair. He appeared to only be about forty years old and had a condescending aura.
However, he was no match for Curtis.
Curtis looked at him indifferently and maintained his calm demeanor.
This made Yamazaki, who was used to having people at his beck and call, unhappy. He stood there with a hand on his cue. “I’ve never seen you before. How did you learn about Aoba Project?”