Dear Sweetheart novel

Before Stella could say any more, Arnaud interrupted, “I’ve told my father about Jefferson and Rayna getting married. I think he’d be making a trip down to Norwal City. After all, their wedding was ruined by Curtis.”

Stunned, Stella stared silently at the man’s handsome, defined face.

Not only was he calm and collected, but he also had a smile tugging at his lips. The more Stella looked into Arnaud’s gentle blue eyes, the more she felt chills running down her back.

All of a sudden, she burst into laughter. “Sir, you say I’m ruthless, but you’re way worse.”

After downing her brandy, Stella set her glass down and stood from the couch.

“Once the plans between Ocean International and Faymon Group are leaked, there’s no doubt the latter will be in disarray. I hope you’ll take secret action when that time comes, Sir,” she added as she approached Arnaud and stuck her hand out. “I’ll do whatever you want me to do. As for me, my target is Faymon Group.”

Arnaud gazed at the woman’s svelte hand and grinned. “You have a big appetite, Ms. Zink.”

“What do you mean?”

“You’re the first woman I’ve met to be so ambitious and goal-oriented,” he replied as he shook her hand to solidify their deal. “I have no complaints about that.”

Stella nodded with a smile. “Well, it’s getting late. I should head back to the hotel. I hope to taste your wines again, Sir.”

With that, Arnaud ordered his subordinate to send Stella back.

Now that he was alone in the private room, Arnaud slowly poured himself another brandy and thought back to his conversation with Stella.

Before long, a smile crept across his face. “Ha. It’s easy to carve one’s empire, but it’s difficult to guard it.”

I may not have confronted Curtis head-on before, but I know how formidable he is. He got rid of his uncle and aunt without much fuss and gained complete control of the Faymon Group. Even I must admit that’s impressive. Therefore, why would he give away Faymon Group just because their plans were leaked? Stella Zink is, without a doubt, devious and clever. However, she lacks experience in the business world and naively believes that everything will go her way. Ah… Forget it. After all, she has proven herself useful by doing what I told her to, thus allowing me to take over the Terblanc family.

Meanwhile, Wyatt had arrived in Yartran and went straight to the address provided by Rayna. To his dismay, the place was completely empty.

he stopped a resident nearby and

A Chanaean woman used to live there. She’d occasionally head out for a walk with a housekeeper. However, she just upped and left after

resident for the woman’s appearance and confirming that it was indeed Jessica, Wyatt became even more panicked. He was deathly afraid that something untoward might

police station to obtain the surveillance footage. Alas, by the time he

a while ago! Why else would she give me this address to

knew there was a chance the latter might mock him for being

had just gotten home from work when Hazel asked him sarcastically if he

then that Jacob suddenly remembered how he had inadvertently rescued

Jacob coaxed her and immediately bought a flight ticket to Yartran for

remembered where he had

“Ah, Mr. Valentine, have you come to see your wife? Mrs. Valentine is in

muttered before the housekeeper’s perplexed look snapped him out of his daze. “Oh! Yes, yes! I’ve

housekeeper merely held her tongue and led Jacob

nowhere to be seen. “Where

some paints and drawing boards this afternoon. I think she’s painting in the study,” the housekeeper replied as she walked to

mean the doctor I found has dropped by and treated

the doctor, he said the laboratory was too busy and that he could

but Mrs. Valentine said she felt like

she can’t even see?” Jacob muttered under his breath as he

by the time

had been set up beside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and a young woman sat in front of an easel,

simply in a brown knitted dress, she was a

shone aslant through the windows,

for sure—she was as pretty as a

Jacob was in such a daze that he hit his face against the door frame and yelped

and blinked. Alas, there was still no pupil

“Mr. Valentine?”