Dear Sweetheart novel

Dear Sweetheart Chapter 220 I Will Swallow This Liquor Bottle
The news of Rayna and Emma chatting at a cafe reached Curtis in just an hour, turning Curtis’ face as grim as death during a meeting.
All the executives in the conference room immediately shrank into their seats for fear of further upsetting the man.
“The meeting’s over!” With that, Curtis pushed his chair away and left the room before hurriedly dialing Theodore’s phone number.
At that moment, he was nothing if not troubled.
Curtis could not reach Theodore even after calling the man twice, unfortunately. On top of that, he received a few documents from Gabriel that required his immediate attention and had to join an international video conference, so he had no choice but to suppress his emotions until the business at hand was taken care of.
Sometime past six o’clock in the evening, Wyatt called. “Curtis, we’re waiting for you at the usual place! Did you see the news this morning? That was really something, huh?”
“Shut up,” ordered Curtis sternly before inquiring, “Is Theodore with you?”
“Yeah!”
After Curtis was done handling the work at hand, he drove over to the clubhouse and entered the usual VIP room filled with people he knew well.
“Hey, Curtis is here!” Wyatt removed his long legs from the table to make room for Curtis and poured the man a glass of brandy. “Would you like some?”
“No.” Curtis rejected by pushing the glass away.
“D*mn! I just got this delivered from Epea two days ago. Why would someone who appreciates good alcohol like you turn it down? Do you think it’s not high-end enough for you, Curtis?” responded Wyatt with an exaggerated expression.
With a half-smile, Jeremy teased, “It has more to do with the high alcohol percentage of the brandy than whether the drink is high-end enough. Why would Curtis want to get drunk in front of us?”

“Oh, I understand now.” Wyatt smiled deviously at Curtis. “No wonder you refuse to drink. It’s because Ms. Garland isn’t around.”
“Curtis, you can drink if you want to,” uttered Jeremy before taking a pill out of a small box. “I got this from the research center. You won’t ever get drunk again after taking it.”
Then, Wyatt thoughtfully poured Curtis a glass of warm water to go with the pill. “Water will make it easier to swallow.”
“You just wasted your capitalists’ money on useless research!” scoffed Curtis.
“How is a pill that could prevent someone from getting drunk useless?” asked Jeremy. “Since it’s unavailable in the market, many would pay a fortune to get some.”
“I think Curtis doesn’t want it because he’s afraid that it would get in the way of his relationship with Ms. Garland,” stated Wyatt directly.
In response, Curtis looked daggers at the man. “You sure do have a lot to say, don’t you? Maybe I should sew your mouth shut.”
After Wyatt sighed and slumped into the couch, Curtis looked around for Theodore. “Where’s Theodore?”
“He went out to answer a call,” replied Jeremy. “His phone rang before we could ask him about the news. Then, you arrived.”
“Theodore couldn’t have fallen for Rayna, could he?” Wyatt inquired curiously like a gossipmonger while touching his lips. “I couldn’t tell at all since he always treated Rayna so coldly.”
“First, you announced that you’d be marrying Ms. Sanders next month. Then, Theodore was rumored to be marrying Ms. Garland soon. What the heck is going on?” Jeremy felt as though he was about to have a serious headache.
“Curtis, you know Theodore still hasn’t gotten over Ms. Sanders, right? What’s going on between you two? Are you fighting over a woman?” questioned Jeremy while giving Curtis a strange look.
“Jasmine needs my help to get six percent of the shares from Mr. Sanders, so as soon as she gets it, we’ll hold a press conference to clarify our relationship to the public,” explained Curtis calmly.
Being the troublemaker that he was, Wyatt uttered, “Curtis, you’ve always been heartless. You don’t seem to have any problem using Ms. Garland, so why would you risk your reputation to help Ms. Sanders? Have you fallen for her?”
Click! Suddenly, the door to the room opened, and Theodore walked in with his long legs. Even though he had heard Wyatt’s words, his face remained stoic.
“Theodore, care to explain what the morning news was about?” Curtis was the first to question Theodore after he and the others instinctively shifted their attention to the man.
Despite knowing that Theodore was not the type of person Rayna would fall for, Curtis still felt uncomfortable after seeing the news.
“My mother saw me meeting with Rayna last time.” Theodore did not bring up the contract. “She thought I had feelings for Rayna, so she went to Rayna and even got a reporter involved.”
“Haha! Your mother did all that just to force you to get married, huh? She’s pretty crafty if nothing else,” remarked Wyatt, amused by what he had heard. “Is she worried that you can’t find yourself a wife?”
Curtis’ eyebrows finally relaxed after listening to Theodore. “Since it’s only a misunderstanding, I’ll let the Public Relations Department handle the situation.”
“No need.” Theodore turned down the offer. “I’ll handle it. You’re marrying Ms. Sanders next month, so I don’t want you to be connected to any scandal.”
“Theodore, the relationship between Ms. Sanders and me is purely professional,” explained Curtis because he knew Theodore had misunderstood. “We only arranged for a fake marriage so she could get Sanders Group’s shares.”
A fake marriage? So they don’t have feelings for each other? Theodore furrowed his eyebrows tightly in silence.
“Theodore, I don’t want you to misunderstand my relationship with Ms. Sanders. In fact, I only agreed to help her because of you,” added Curtis.