Dear Sweetheart novel

Dear Sweetheart Chapter 145 Uncle Curtis Has Curly Eyelashes

Everyone in the room exchanged glances. None had any intention of drinking. “If you’re feeling too tired to drink by yourselves, I can always have men help with that,” said Curtis.

With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen servers filed into the room and stood behind Curtis in a straight line.

Steven knew that none of them would be allowed to leave the room tonight unless they finished all the alcohol. D*mn you, Jason. ”Come on, bottoms up. You guys don’t intend on spending the night here, do you?” he said in a low voice.

With Steven taking the lead, the rest picked up the bottles and started drinking, with everyone trying to fight for the red wine first. The room became lively again, just as when Rayna first entered.

Jason had no choice but to drink as well.

On the other hand, Rayna had been hanging around Curtis since his arrival. She hadn’t spoken a word until now and was watching coldly as the crowd drank.

She had no reason to stand up for these people when she had Curtis to back her up.

“What happened?”

“What?” Rayna was snapped out of her reverie.

Is there something on my face? She reached out to touch her cheeks when she saw Curtis staring. Blood was trickling down her face as Jason’s slap had reopened her wound.

“Jason slapped me just now—Ugh!” Rayna stopped mid-sentence as her stomach roiled. She quickly covered her mouth and stumbled her way to the restroom.

She started throwing up the moment she reached the toilet bowl and instantly felt better after she was done.

Curtis wheeled himself over and handed her a piece of tissue. “Upset stomach?”

never expected him to enter the stall when she herself couldn’t stand the stink of vomit. She said awkwardly, “You

out to flush the toilet so she wouldn’t have to get up. “I’ll help you clean your

Rayna blushed.

a need for that?

pad before she could even

did you apply makeup when your face

Owen today.” Rayna backed away to avoid coming into contact with Curtis. “Mr. York gave me some patches. He

manage to meet up with Mr.

at the mention of that. “I even called to inform Mr. Owen that I might be late. He said he would wait for me. However, when I arrived at the hotel on a borrowed mountain bike, the server told me

didn’t you

shot. I thought reaching out to other VIPs would be easier

Curtis paused a moment.

I say anything wrong?” Rayna looked at him

and gently cleansed her face

people you

self-interest.” Curtis smiled. “Do you think they would be interested in Faymon Group’s shares if they didn’t have insider information? Rayna, there are plenty of smart businessmen in this world, and they have their ways of

going to sit around and wait? Sienna is also working hard to get the shares,” Rayna said worriedly. “Moreover, Faymon Group’s share price is dropping, and our factories have ceased

that matter? I’ll pay you

much back when Faymon Group was established, yet they want to get a slice of the pie now that it has borne fruit? The company belonged to Old Mr. Faymon, and you inherited the company from him, so you’re the rightful owner of Faymon Group now. What right do they have to take it away from you? I don’t think you should hold back anymore since they don’t care about you. Tell them to bring it on. Money speaks louder than words these days. People will support you when you show them the money.

he listened to her

so cute at times when she

to me?” Rayna tucked her hair behind her ear and stared at him. “I won’t help you out anymore

soft lips to hers. He ran his tongue over her lower lip, teasing

as she got a close look