Dear Sweetheart novel

Dear Sweetheart Chapter 61 Assassination
“Have the other lookout men not arrived yet?”
“No. From what I heard, they had some issues with their flight route, so they will only arrive at night,” James replied before realizing Curtis was carrying a suitcase. “Are you staying with me, Mr. Faymon?”
Oh, dear, I sure hope not. I’d rather stay with the other lookouts…
Curtis promptly placed the suitcase on the table but didn’t open it. “I just got this from my friend and came to pass it to you. We might have to make some changes to your mission.”
“Does it have to do with the amount of money?”
Even though they were discussing a serious matter, Curtis couldn’t help but burst into laughter. “Why are you so fixated on money? You don’t seem poor to me.”
“Oh, but I am. My sister just got divorced, so I need to support her,” James replied with a shrug. In any case, I bet there’s something good in that suitcase. How I wish I could open it! As long as there’s money on the table, feel free to speak your mind, Mr. Faymon.”
“What does your sister do?”
Upon hearing that, James gave Curtis a guarded look. “That’s a private matter, Mr. Faymon. In all honesty, I hate everyone with the last name Faymon. I wouldn’t be talking to you if it weren’t for the money.”
Alarm bells started ringing in Curtis’ head. However, since James wasn’t keen on elaborating, he decided not to probe further. “The friend I’ve brought along is an important person. Nothing must happen to her. I’d like you to be her security detail throughout our hotel stay. If there are any problems, take care of them immediately. Gabriel has created new identities for all of you. The hotel staff won’t give anything away, either.”
James nodded. “Okay. How much will we be paid?”
After Curtis rattled off an amount, James managed to keep his cool even though he was shocked beyond belief. “Don’t worry, Mr. Faymon. I’ll make sure to keep all of you safe.”
Later that evening, at half past seven, Gabriel finally brought the four other men to the Machika Park Hotel and introduced them to James.
Out of the group, Cillian and another man had graduated from the same school as James, so it didn’t take long for them to get acquainted with one another.
Shortly after, Gabriel grabbed his luggage and went looking for Rayna.

Since he was still busy with work, Curtis had no choice but to let Gabriel accompany Rayna to the restaurant for dinner.
As they entered the restaurant, James and the rest had just finished their meals and were leaving from the side door. Rayna caught sight of the olive-skinned man in the group and frowned.
Huh? Why does that person look so much like James?
“What’s the matter, Ms. Garland?” Gabriel asked.
“Oh, it’s nothing,” Rayna hastily replied. I spoke with James on the phone only a few hours ago, and he said he was in school. He couldn’t possibly have come all the way here, could he? Besides, if it’s really him, I’m sure he knows he’ll get a good scolding from me!
After dinner, Gabriel had planned on taking Rayna out for a walk to relieve her boredom when Curtis called. Having received his orders, he packed some food instead and made a beeline to Curtis’ room with Rayna.
As it turned out, Curtis was still hard at work, with lips so parched that one could tell he hadn’t drunk any water.
“Take a break first, Mr. Faymon,” Gabriel urged as he placed the food on the table. “I know you’re busy, but you have to eat.”
“All right. Give me a moment.”
Three minutes later, Curtis finally closed his laptop and joined the duo.
“If you’re free at night, help me translate this,” he said while handing a piece of paper to Rayna.
Filled with lines and lines of words, the tattered paper was undoubtedly a sight to behold.
Curious as always, Rayna quickly took a closer look at it. The characters had faded over time, and it was a language she hadn’t seen in a while, but she could still tell that they were Uronian words.
“Are you in a hurry, Mr. Faymon?” she asked. “The words here are very messy, so I’ll need quite a bit of time to translate them.”
“Can you recognize them all?”
“That shouldn’t be a problem.”
As soon as he heard that, Curtis looked visibly relieved. “There’s no hurry. You can take your time with the translation. Just let me know once you’re done.”
“In that case, I shall take my leave first, Mr. Faymon.”
With that, Rayna hurriedly returned to her room with the sheet of paper. After grabbing a notepad and pen, she took a long soak in her bath and began translating.
It had been three years since she had read any Uronian text, and to make matters worse, the words on the paper were an utter mess. All she could do was translate the words individually before piecing them together to form sentences.
Alas, even after what seemed like an eternity, Rayna only managed to translate a dozen or so words.
“Wait a minute… That looks like an address,” she muttered to herself as she reached for her phone and fired up the search engine. At that moment, however, the bathroom suddenly plunged into darkness, leaving Rayna wide-eyed and speechless.
Just then, the sound of footsteps rang out from outside.
Rayna instantly stiffened, unable to shake off the feeling of impending doom. Afraid that the screen light might give her location away, she hastily turned off her phone and crept out of the bathtub.
There are surveillance cameras everywhere along the hotel corridors, aren’t there? How did this person still manage to sneak in?
As Rayna cowered in the corner with a towel over her, she urgently searched for Gabriel’s number and put a call through. At the same time, the footsteps also seemed to be inching closer to the bathroom, much to her horror.
Thanks to a glass window in the bathroom that offered some illumination, Rayna’s vision slowly adjusted till she could vaguely make out everything around her that someone was turning the doorknob.
Even though the call had gone through, she was so scared to make any noise that she merely turned down the volume and placed the phone on the floor with the towel.
The next second, the bathroom door opened, and a dark figure stepped in. All Rayna could feel was the menacing aura that turned her blood cold, forcing her to stay frozen in her spot.