Dear Sweetheart Chapter 142 A Chance

Rayna rode the mountain bike at breakneck speed, arriving at the hotel with five minutes to spare.

She strode briskly toward the entrance while trying to make herself look presentable, but a receptionist informed her that Owen and his entourage had already left.

“Darn it!” hissed Rayna as she dumped her bag on the front desk.

I borrowed some kid’s bike to hurry my ass over here, but they left already?

Are they toying with me?

After taking a few breaths, Rayna decided to give Owen a call.

“Ms. Garland.”

“Are you busy, Mr. Hunt?” The person on the line was not Owen himself. Rayna frowned but suppressed her temper and said, “I arrived at the hotel on time, but the receptionist said that Mr. Hunt has left the premises.”

“That’s right, Mr. Hunt had to hurry off because something came up. However, he did ask us to apologize to you when you called, Ms. Garland. Mr. Hunt said he would treat you to a meal when he has the time.”

Rayna was fuming as she heard this, but she could only contain her anger. “That’s fine. Since Mr. Hunt is busy, I guess I’ll have to reschedule this appointment.”

“Goodbye, Ms. Garland.”

“Goodbye.”

Rayna’s face was frosty after she hung up. She gritted her teeth and muttered to herself, “Jessie is right. My brain is the problem here. It’s not like I sold my soul to Faymon Group! So why the hell am I doing this?”

She swore, thinking of just calling Curtis and calling it quits.

for quite some time, looking like a woman who

Curtis when I became the acting CEO of Faymon Group. I only

phone and dialed Naomi’s number, saying, “Ms. Gardner, please head over to the information department and do a little snooping on Steven Hunt. If you find

she decided to

friend’s birthday party, and a

was the same club where she had helped Curtis negotiate for the very first

the car and noticed the name of the club, her thoughts immediately went back to the incident. She had had an upset stomach and excused herself to go to

chance, she would not have shown up that

out the manager of the club. In her friendliest voice, she asked, “I see that it’s inconvenient to drive since it’s

the private room!” The manager assumed that Rayna was a friend of Steven’s. With a smile and a bow, the manager

the VIP lounge was opened, the strong smell of alcohol mingling with the scent of women’s perfume immediately filled Rayna’s nostrils.

room; there was singing, dancing,

soon as the manager brought her there, he promptly

which made visibility low. However, Rayna’s sharp eyes soon landed on a man with a slick backcomb. His lips were curved in a smirk,

ride here, Rayna had time to analyze

Group had used what was left of its funds to repurchase all the shares from the shareholders. If they were going to be put on sale again, they needed to

was a real-estate magnate abroad, going as far as to rank sixth place at his primary base of operations. In more recent years, he had since expanded his influence to other regions. On top of real-estate dealings,

long as Rayna could convince him to purchase shares within Faymon Group, it would make her task of convincing other investors much easier. After all, she then had a solid reason

sauntered over

other people, raised his head to look at her. What met his gaze was a lanky, sharply dressed woman in a white

asked, “And who are you friends

with a small smile. She then placed a gift on the mahogany table. “I happened to be running errands in the area. I heard that a friend of yours is celebrating a

father had such a… charming friend,” said Steven, whose gaze

out laughing. “That’s funny. Have you not paid any attention to the news? This woman isn’t a friend of your father, but the acting CEO of Faymon Group, Rayna

voice sounded quite familiar to Rayna, who looked over with

what little she could make out in the dark, Rayna realized that it was Jason Faymon, whom she had

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