Dear Sweetheart novel

Curtis called the risk control department through the internal line. “Tell Emerald Clocklore to come to see me at my office.”

Gabriel remained fixed in his spot, anxiously awaiting until Curtis finished his phone call. After Curtis set the phone down, Gabriel cautiously asked, “Mr. Faymon, what happened?”

“Jefferson took Rayna away.”

Curtis tapped his fingers on his desk restlessly.

Without bothering to see Gabriel’s response, he questioned, “Did you notice anything unusual about Jefferson when you delivered some files to him the day before yesterday?”

“No. Mr. Hamilton acted the same as usual,” Gabriel answered. Something occurred to him as he added, “But Mr. Faymon, I saw the morning news reporting that Glory has a new CEO.”

Curtis’ expression turned as black as thunder. He slammed his fist onto the desk in anger and growled, “He doesn’t care about the bet he made with his father anymore. All he wants is to take Rayna away with him!”

“I’m sorry, Mr. Faymon. I had no idea I’d sleep that soundly last night,” Gabriel said apologetically. He wasn’t usually a sound sleeper.

He might have been unwell last night, as he felt drowsy and slept until the following morning.

This morning, he immediately called Curtis once he noticed the missed calls.

Stella stated that she did not realize his phone was turned off. Otherwise, she would have helped him turn it on and charge the battery.

Gabriel pulled out his phone and said, “I’ll call Air Traffic Bureau—”

“After Jefferson took Rayna with him last night, I informed all the necessary places,” Curtis cut in. “They didn’t find anything.”

“Then how did Mr. Hamilton leave with Mrs. Faymon?” Gabriel was confused. “Could they still be in Norwal City?”

Curtis replied grimly, “Norwal City is my turf. Jefferson wouldn’t be so foolish to stay here.”

Right then, someone knocked at the door.

Gabriel to continue looking into the matter before

Gabriel walked out,

Faymon, you asked to

and scanned her appearance. She was dressed in a sharp business suit, giving her a youthful but professional air. Her stance was distinctive, with legs slightly apart. This posture

plant in Faymon Group?” Curtis asked. “Anyone

replied, “No, I’m

in front of her. Looming over

like Emerald couldn’t help but retreat in the face

about it carefully before answering me.” Curtis didn’t hurt her, merely added calmly, “Norwal City isn’t Jefferson’s turf. Whether or not you get to leave the city in the future

told him, “Mr. Faymon, I don’t know where they are. Even if I do, I won’t tell you anything. Ms. Garland will only be happy

Curtis snapped, doing his best to tamp down his frustration. “She’s pregnant and

Ms. Garland was taken to the police station, she was also pregnant. I heard that she called you several times. Why didn’t you

overseas back then. My phone wasn’t with me.”

Ms. Garland enough,” Emerald said frankly. “Mr. Hamilton transferred me to Norwal City so I could protect Ms. Garland covertly. He told me that she is extremely important to him, so we

if I hadn’t snuck into the police station, Ms. Garland’s death would’ve

“It was you.”

Rayna when she was locked

that it was Jefferson’s subordinate, but it didn’t occur

Curtis thanked Emerald sincerely. “It was an oversight on my end for not arranging for someone to protect her. However, that doesn’t mean I don’t

the contrary, he cared about Rayna more than

thank me. I was merely protecting our future Mrs. Hamilton. Mr. Faymon, you can easily find someone else like Ms.

Ringo, who had dedicated the past decade of his life to working for Jefferson, Emerald had only been employed by him for a short period of time. Nonetheless, Jefferson’s subordinates were aware of the hardships he had gone through and

hide Rayna, they would do their best to help

don’t you say that to your employer?” Curtis retorted,

“Besides, Mr. Hamilton promised to deliver the children to the Faymon family once Ms.

might have had a miserable childhood, but that doesn’t mean everyone has

take deep breaths to tamp down his anxiety. “When he was young, his father adored him immensely. I, however, watched my father commit suicide

to convince myself that Jefferson was also a victim and that we should both take a step back instead of pursuing the matter. I can tolerate anything, but I

a withering look. “Once you contact Mr. Hamilton, tell him that our deal is off. He has gone too far this time,