Dear Sweetheart Chapter 133 Ambiguous Form Of Address

The nurse’s vicious grin widened when she saw Rayna’s suffering. She pulled the syringe out and was about to make another attempt to stab Rayna’s neck when the door was kicked open.

The bodyguard rushed in and pulled out his gun to shoot the nurse’s arm.

“Ah!”

It only took two seconds for the bodyguard to pull out his gun and fire the shot, so the nurse had no time to react. Blood gushed out of the gunshot wound on her arm, and she promptly dropped the syringe.

Two bodyguards ran over to pin the nurse down. No one knew that the nurse was prepared. Her arms were still flailing around when she licked her right cheek and bit the pill hidden there. Without hesitation, she swallowed it.

The pill took effect as soon as it slid down the nurse’s throat. When one bodyguard realized her intention and gripped her chin, trying to get her to spit the pill out, it was too late. Blood trickled out of the corner of her mouth, for she was dead.

Jeremy came in a tad later than the bodyguards and spotted Rayna lying on the ground. His brow twitched at the sight of the bloody wound on her cheek. At once, he helped her up.

Pulling over the trolley that the fake nurse pushed in, he rummaged around and got the stuff he needed to disinfect Rayna’s wound. He didn’t forget to ask the bodyguards to call Wyatt so the latter could bring his medical kit over.

The cooling sensation of the iodine on Rayna’s wound caused her to gasp in pain. Jeremy seemed pretty skilled at dressing wounds, so she asked, “Mr. York, are you a doctor?”

“Not really. I work at MORI Research Center,” came Jeremy’s answer.

“MORI Research Center,” Rayna repeated. One second later, her eyes widened in surprise.

She was so shocked that she couldn’t even feel any pain.

was an organization serving the Amalgamated Nations but not controlled by it. As of now, the

Translation of Norham University, where Rayna graduated from. One would need a lot of money and knowledge to be a student there. Nevertheless, MORI Research Center was even harder to get in. One would need at least six recommendation letters from one’s lecturers and had to

praised sincerely. She changed the way she treated Jeremy when she realized how impressive his accomplishments were.

Ms. Garland, you’re capable, too. Faymon Group is doing

added, “We’re both capable. Right back

then that Rayna remembered the fake nurse, who was unfortunately already dead. The bodyguards bore

was. I don’t blame you for not seeing through her act.” Jeremy didn’t blame them.

Soon, Wyatt arrived.

Did something happen?” Wyatt asked as he walked into the ward with a box. He blanched in

to assassinate Curtis. Fortunately, Ms. Garland was here and stopped the assassin,” Jeremy

from Wyatt and opened it. Rayna felt her vision swimming at the sight of the dozens of glass bottles squeezed inside the box. To her surprise, the box looked tiny but actually had two layers. The bottom layer was full of medical

few bottles and mixed the contents of the bottles. With a tool, he slowly scattered

powder mixture had a woody scent and felt itchy when

her wounds, Jeremy told her, “This medicine works well and won’t leave any scar on your

a grateful nod. Not even experienced doctors could promise that the cut wouldn’t cause a scar. However, she had trust

sad to see my reflection in the mirror

the surveillance footage. The fake nurse showed up in the emergency department

the surveillance footage. A few minutes later, he returned with a tablet and showed them the

the emergency department

disappeared. “Do you know Curtis nearly died thanks to her careful execution? We don’t know if she

Wyatt dared not argue with him and

surveillance footage, Rayna looked up with her brows furrowed. “I wonder who came up with the plan and sent

Garland, that is an ambiguous form of address. You called him ‘Uncle Curtis’ naturally, so I’m sure you used to call him that more than

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