Dear sweetheart novel (Rayna and Julian) novel Chapter 652

Chapter 652

Rayna ate the orange Curtis fed her. “Ella mentioned Glory Corporation's and Happy Entertainment's shares falling. Were you the one handling things on that end?”

“Glory Corporation's shares fell horrendously.” Curtis threw the orange peel into the bin, then picked up another from the coffee table and began peeling it. “I suspect a competitor of theirs is sabotaging them.”

“That's what I thought too.” Propping her legs on the couch. Rayna leaned her head against Curtis' shoulder and clung onto liis aim. “Do you think a person could return from the dead, Curtis?”

Though Rayna had not seen Mr. Bridge's face on Conch Island in Yartran. he had called her Belle, and his voice sounded alarmingly like the deceased Jefferson's.

Curtis paused in his act of peeling the orange and lowered his gaze to her. “What are you saying. Rayna?”

“It's just a suspicion. I'm still unsure.” Rayna burrowed her head against liis shoulder before continuing, “If Jefferson isn't really dead. I dare not imagine...”

“Are you suspecting the identity of the person who abducted you?” Curtis brought a slice of peeled orange close to Rayna's mouth. “Open up.”

Rayna opened her mouth as she was told to receive the sweet orange slice. “If it really is him, Curtis...”

“Jefferson is dead. Rayna.” It had been Curtis who went with Rayna to attend liis cremation.

He did not think the attendant sending the body into the furnace would have made a mistake, nor did he believe Jefferson could have returned to life. Even if Jefferson had survived that day. he would have succumbed to liis ilhiess and died one way or another.

“That's tine. The real him would not bear to hurt me.” It was not like Jefferson to refrain from seeking medical attention for her after finding out about her injury and loss of sight.

“We'll pay him a visit this weekend.” Curtis knew nobody could replace Jefferson in Rayna's heart. During the interval of their affair, he even disappeared from her life.

Though it still bothered him, he reasoned with himself not to hold a grudge against a dead man.

“I would also like to...” Rayna was considering bringing Xareni along to pay her respects to Jefferson but was worried Curtis would mind.

“Xareni is too young. She may go when she's a little older.” Curtis knew what Rayna wanted to say. Xareni owed her life to Jefferson, and it stood to reason to pay respects to him, but the cemetery was no place for a young child. “We'll bring her when she learns to walk.”

“All right, we'll do that,” Rayna agreed upon considering the fact that her impaired vision would necessitate having to rely on Curtis to ascend the hill, and the inclusion of a child who could not yet walk would only add to the inconvenience.

A man clad in a black jacket pushed open the door to enter liis room in a hotel in Norwal City, only to hear the panicked voice of a woman. “Are you crazy. Jensen? How could you go to the Faymon residence alone?”

The speaker, clad in pajamas made of black silk, pointed at Jensen. “Court death if you want to, but don't drag me down with you!”

Unbothered by her accusations, Jensen Morag removed his jacket and tossed it onto the couch before glancing at her casually. “What are you afraid of, Ingrid?”

“Me?” The woman, Ingrid Zillman, folded her aims and scoffed. “Do you dare claim to be unafraid?”