Dear Sweetheart novel

“Good. I’ll be counting on you,” Curtis replied.

Alright Golf Club was rather far away from town. Hence, it took an hour of driving for Rayna to get there.

When she asked the person in charge there if Wyatt was around, he said Wyatt had left ten minutes ago after golfing with clients during the afternoon.

She cursed in her mind before driving to the club.

For the whole afternoon, she had been traveling from one location to another. She went from the Lopez residence to Lopez Group, Sanders Group, the golf club, and, finally, Wyatt’s club. By the time she arrived, it was already half past seven in the evening.

The manager on duty that day recognized Rayna and relayed a piece of bad news to her. “Mr. Lopez only dropped off his clients here and asked us to serve them. He left half an hour ago.”

I missed him! Again! Rayna was furious, but she still asked collectedly, “Do you know where he lives? Or if he’ll return later during the night?”

“I don’t know where he lives,” the manager answered. “Occasionally, he’ll come over to chat with clients. When he doesn’t, he’ll ask the club to send them back home.”

She responded with enraged silence.

Sensing she was in a bad mood, he said, “You seem to be searching for Mr. Lopez due to an urgent matter. How about you wait for him here? I’ll contact you once he arrives.”

“Fine.” After running around for the whole afternoon, she was tired and hungry. “Do you have any seats left in the restaurant? I want to eat something.”

“Yes, we do. I’ll take you there.”

Rayna ordered many dishes, including roast fish. Once her food was served, she dug in eagerly.

As she ate, she complimented the chef Wyatt hired in her mind. This fish is absolutely delicious, especially the sauce!

Halfway through her meal, a waiter rushed to her side and apologized, “I’m sorry, miss! The chef accidentally messed up the sauce and ruined the taste! I’ll change it for you right away!”

great.” Rayna took another bite of the fish. “I even want to praise your chef’s skills because this is too

asked carefully, “You don’t think it tastes too sour,

“Nope!”

expression didn’t change at all when she took a bite, so why would she think the

plump chef asked anxiously, “How did it go? The customer wasn’t angry, was she? Quickly, serve her this roast fish I

need,”

“She’s not filing a complaint against me, is she?

he spoke, he was about to bring the roast fish he had prepared out of

delivered him a stack of cash. “The customer said she loved the roast fish. This is the

poured too much lemon juice into

think it was sour, considering she took a bite in front of me without

a problem with her sense

kitchen helper. “Also, she mentioned the sweet and sour ribs weren’t sour enough and that she hopes the next time she

“This lady has a really high tolerance for

When the waiter saw the chef counting the stack of cash, he placed his hand on the latter’s shoulder.

is she? Is she a food critic?”

the waiter replied, “When I was returning here, I noticed the manager politely asking her what she thought about the food. So, I decided to ask around about her. Do you want to take

“She’s our future proprietress?”

happened in this club. The boss got so mad that he fired everyone working on the second floor. You two know about this, right?” The waiter lowered his voice and acted mysterious. “The one who almost had an accident is our owner’s close friend and the club’s

was confused. “We know that, but how does

two hooked to the reveal. “This lady is Mr. Faymon’s girlfriend! She

“Really?”

around yourself.” As the waiter spoke, he took half of the cash from the chef’s hand. “You’d

she

the waiter and the chef turned

happened to my second sister-in-law. When she was pregnant, she loved to eat sour and spicy food. Occasionally, my brother would ask me to cook for her.

you may have a point.” The waiter agreed before patting the chef’s shoulder. “You should prepare a few more dishes for Ms. Garland, Beau. I’ll deliver them