Dear Sweetheart novel

Rayna stared straight at Morton with a cold, resolute look. “I didn’t expect a gentleman like you to be interested in forcing women into submission, Mr. Reed.”

However, Morton didn’t back off. “So what? Do you want to drink this whiskey or not, Ms. Garland?”

Upon accepting the wine, she gazed at it with pursed lips. Even though I won’t stay in Norwal City for long, Glory’s branch company is located here and is in Jefferson’s hands. In the future, collaboration with these businessmen is inevitable. If I don’t show him respect today, it’s possible he’ll bear a grudge against me and trouble me in the future.

Thinking that he had intimidated her when he saw her taking the glass, Morton smirked. “It seems like you do know how to respect—”

Rayna cut his sentence short by pouring the drink onto him.

That dumbstruck him.

The other men in the room promptly turned their sights toward the two of them. They didn’t expect her to have the guts to do that.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Reed. My hand slipped.” Calmly, she smiled. “Ops, I even wetted your clothing. Don’t worry, I’ll be sure to compensate you for that.”

Enraged, Morton roared, “You b*tch! You’re going to pay for this!”

Rayna brushed the droplets on her sleeve away, ignoring his fury entirely. “You’re amazing and have a vast social network, Mr. Reed. However, no one wins forever. You’re free to disturb me in the future for refusing to accept your drink. However, in the future, you must remember not to ask why someone bullies you when they do.”

“You!” He didn’t expect a woman to dare embarrass him in front of so many big shots in the industry. His face was flushed with anger as he picked up the whiskey bottle on the table and swung it in her direction.

Her pupils constricted when she saw that.

turn of events and reflexively attempted

a jacket on his arm opened the door and stepped into

Faymon,” he trembled and halted his movement before turning

he saw Rayna. “What’s the occasion? It’s so lively

for you for a

Reed thinks Ms. Garland is lame for only drinking juice, so he poured

and it was ruined in a night by Ms. Garland. That was

Rayna. I don’t believe they have a relationship with each other. After all, if they

if your customized suit is ruined, Mr. Reed. It’s not like you can’t afford a few of them. You

keep your words in mind, Mr.

his mind, he maintained an amicable expression. He then left his seat, allowing Curtis to sit next

Curtis sat, Rayna

the side,” she

He remained silent.

few plates of fresh fruits. When she saw the oranges, she promptly grabbed one and peeled it. She could hear the men conversing with laughter, as though the episode

sour. It’s better than the ones I ate before. These should

head, she saw Morton pouring a glass of whiskey for Curtis with a bright grin. She couldn’t hear what

ate the oranges again, she felt extremely aggrieved for some

we have broken up, can’t he at least help me out when I get bullied for old times’ sake? Can’t he at least sell me some of the oranges from his family’s orchard? Why

thoughts were already making her feel indignant. Thus, when she thought about how Stella intercepted the call she made to the CEO’s room as well as the intimate pictures

disgruntled she felt. In the end, she couldn’t help but wail, which shocked the

ached when he saw tears stream down her cheeks and

of her, and wiped