Dear Sweetheart novel

Wyatt shook his head. “He’s really cunning. All this while, he hid in places without surveillance cameras, preventing us from discovering anything. I can’t believe how cruel he is to be capable of killing his own father.”

“I heard Boniel favors Jefferson and discriminates against Arnaud.” Jeremy elaborated, “Even though Boniel signed a bet with the brothers, he was secretly helping Jefferson out. Arnaud probably found out and killed him for it.”

Wyatt stroked his chin. “Arnaud’s maternal family is very powerful. Even if Boniel left a will, they would definitely be able to secure the Terblanc family for him.”

“The person Arnaud planted in Norwal City is really sharp too. He was able to analyze the situation accurately.” With a grim look in his eyes, Curtis tapped his fingers on his pants. “Obviously, I’m not going to let him take over the Terblanc family.”

“What do you plan to do?” Wyatt leaned languidly against the wall.

Lowering his head in thought, Curtis replied, “I don’t see a role for you now. Instead, I’ll get someone to spread the news of Boniel’s death. If he does have a will, it will be disclosed when the time comes.”

Holding his chin with his hand, Wyatt let out a chuckle. “By spreading the news of Boniel’s death, your real objective is to see whether Jefferson attends the funeral. Isn’t that the case, Curtis?”

“You’re getting more annoying by the day.” Curtis threw him an icy glance.

Jeremy, who was on a call with his back facing them, finally turned around and exclaimed, “Curtis, I’m told that Theodore is awake!”

“F*ck, really?” Wyatt stood at attention. “Are you going over to see him? I’ll come with you.”

“I’d rather you not. There’s nothing you can help with anyway.” Jeremy patted him on the shoulders. “You had better keep an eye on your company instead.”

Curtis added, “I’ll get Gabriel to assign Shadow to you. Give me a call if you need anything.”

“Sure!”

As Jeremy still had work to do in the hospital, Curtis and Wyatt left first, leaving Gabriel to pick the former up later.

After stepping out of the hospital, Curtis received a call from Emma. “Curtis, are you free? I would like to speak to you about something.”

it

sensitive to do so. It won’t take you

“Send me the address.”

took his leave

all been communicated through WhatsApp. Coming to the hospital was

back after barely spending

returning. Hence, he decided to take a

dark clouds had gathered amidst the intensifying humidity in the air. The sky looked

resting on the car window, Wyatt watched the street vendors go about their

painting vendor

ten paintings on display. In the center was an

for the traffic. Frantically unbuckling his seat belt, he

Thus, he approached the latter and asked, “You seem to be unable to take your eyes off the sunflower painting. Are you interested in

it for a long time. Eventually, he asked the vendor, “Where did

“Huh?”

to you?” Grabbing the painter’s arms, Wyatt lost control of his emotions. “Does she look gorgeous and is pregnant? Do

response, the painter stuttered, “I-I painted it myself. If you like

on him, Wyatt instantly regained his senses. “You painted

paintings you see here.” Pointing at his stall, the painter elaborated, “Oil paintings, watercolors… I can paint anything. In fact, I can produce more than ten copies of this sunflower

another look at the painting, he realized the strokes were totally

What am I doing?

into the painting and

taken aback by the turn of events. “Hey, hey, mister! If you’re

took out all the cash he had and

painter was utterly stunned as he stared at the

returning to his car, Wyatt threaded his hand through his hair and wondered what had gotten into him. A few seconds later, he smashed his fist against the steering wheel as

almost

the seat to catch his breath, Wyatt regained his composure