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.

surprised by that turn of events and reflexively attempted

then a slender figure with a jacket on his arm

“Mr. Faymon,” he trembled and halted

when he saw Rayna. “What’s

a long while, Mr.

he recounted casually, “Mr. Reed thinks Ms. Garland is lame for only drinking juice, so he poured a glass of whiskey for her.

“It took two months of waiting before I received this suit, and it was ruined in a night by Ms. Garland. That was

certain Curtis had no reason to protect Rayna. I don’t believe they have

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

grinned. “I’ll keep your

he maintained an amicable expression. He then left his seat, allowing

moment Curtis sat,

to get some breeze at the side,” she proclaimed before

He remained silent.

a few plates of fresh fruits. When she saw the oranges, she promptly grabbed one and peeled it. She could hear the men

found them juicy and slightly sour. It’s better than the ones I ate before. These

Upon unintentionally raising her head, she saw Morton pouring a glass of whiskey for

she felt extremely

bullied for old times’ sake? Can’t he at least sell me some of the oranges from his family’s orchard? Why does he continue to sleep with me after we go our separate ways? Besides, it’s not like I

Thus, when she thought about how Stella intercepted the call she made to

more she thought about it, the more disgruntled she

stream down her cheeks

in front of her, and