Dear Sweetheart novel

Chapter 42

Dear Sweetheart Chapter 42 Intolerable
Despite her surprise, she knew it wasn’t the time to show it. Just when she planned to take a seat after Curtis had greeted the men, a figure suddenly beat her to it.
“Ms. Garland, your place is over there.”
Kristie had placed her bag on the seat on Curtis’ left before seating herself on his right. After that, she—not wanting Rayna to be anywhere close to Curtis—directed the other woman to sit beside Jonathan.
Rayna raised her brow in seething anger as she took the seat next to Jonathan.
I’ll just bear with it.
After Rayna came over, the smiling Jonathan remarked, “Ms. Kristie is just naughty. I hope you don’t mind, Rayna. Anyway, it’s good that you’re sitting with me. Both of us can talk.”
Rayna whispered, “I wouldn’t dare offend the apple of Mr. Faymon’s eye.”
“Haha, I’m surprised you realize how much Mr. Faymon spoils her.”
“Isn’t it obvious?” Rayna broke into a helpless smile. “Mr. Faymon even tolerates her taking up the seat with her bag.”
Furthermore, she had never seen Curtis hit Kristie before. At most, he would just reprimand her.
Jonathan nodded. “That’s right. Ms. Kristie was personally groomed by Mr. Faymon. Despite her mischievous demeanor, she’s extremely capable. Otherwise, Mr. Faymon wouldn’t have allowed her to stay by his side all the time.”
How is she capable? In acting?
Soon, the answer would be evident to Rayna.
As the blond men spoke Anglandurn, there was nothing for Rayna and Jonathan to do. Thus, both of them sat quietly there, watching Curtis negotiate with them.

Meanwhile, Kristie had lost her earlier playfulness as she sat obediently beside Curtis. All it took was a look from him for her to take over the negotiations with their potential partners.
Not only did she know Anglandurn, but she could also speak it with a Lightspring accent. Speaking in a gentle voice and carrying herself with a confident poise, she would also pepper her conversation with humor, much to the delight of their guests.
After watching how Kristie carried herself, Rayna finally understood.
Despite her willfulness, Kristie had a talent for business. Coupled with her pretty face and alluring voice, she did earn her right to be pampered.
As the negotiations were about the export and transportation of commercial products and both sides would benefit from the collaboration, the deal was sealed in half an hour. Thus, the remaining time was spent eating and chatting.
Jonathan whispered, “Rayna, let’s go out for a chat.”
“All right.”
Cognizant that her supervisor had something private to discuss, she followed him out to the golf course.
As there weren’t many golfers around, one of the staff handed Jonathan a golf club. After casually hitting a few balls, Jonathan came back down with his forehead drenched in sweat.
Rayna, handing him a towel, commented with a smile, “Mr. Lawson, you’re really good to have your ball land on the green.”
“Age is catching up with me. Even golf tires me out easily.” Wiping his sweat with the towel, Jonathan chuckled and asked, “I’m going over to the Norham branch soon. Are you aware of that?”
“I am, but I thought you don’t like going overseas?”
Previously, he had already rejected the same transfer once due to the fact that his daughter was still young. Back then, he was concerned that coming back once every few months wasn’t enough time to bond with his daughter.
“Since it’s a direct order from Mr. Faymon, do I have a choice?” Jonathan sighed. “Furthermore, they’re short-handed over there. Other than hiring a few foreigners for senior management positions, the rest will be filled with internal staff.”
Rayna nodded in acknowledgment.
This practice wasn’t just limited to Faymon Group. Every global financial and technological firm would place its own people within senior management despite hiring a few foreigners as lip service.
“I’m sure you’re also aware that once I leave, the translation department will need a new supervisor.” Jonathan tapped his golf club on the floor. “Mr. Saunders plans to plant one of his own men in that position.”
After a brief silence, Rayna asked, “Mr. Lawson, what do you think about it?”
“Of course I’m against it, as his men will only stir trouble within the department. Internally, only you and Edith stand out, but she’s not under consideration.”
“Because she belongs to Mr. Grant’s faction.” The sharp Rayna quickly understood the situation. “If I—someone who is capable yet not politically aligned with anyone—takes that role, I won’t do any harm to the company’s interest.”
Truth be told, Rayna suspected something was amiss when Curtis returned from overseas and frequently visited the office. In fact, the latter had even transferred the reluctant Jonathan to the Norham branch.
Jonathan hummed in acknowledgment. “Rayna, I’m sure you’re aware that Mr. Faymon was adopted by Old Mr. Faymon. Considering that he isn’t a Faymon by blood, he will face a difficult time gaining the support of the Faymon family regardless of how capable he is.”
After a brief hesitation, he patted Rayna on her shoulder. “Even if you’re unwilling, I insist on having you take over my position. Other than you, I don’t trust anyone else.”
Rayna pursed her lips. “Mr. Lawson, I’m sure you know that I harbor no ambition, hence positions are of no interest to me. All I want is to make a simple living and avoid being embroiled in any conflicts.”
Once I get involved in the power struggles of prominent families, there’s no way I can escape unscathed.
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