Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 26

Chapter 26 Uncle Curtis You Win

Meredith instinctively reached out to caress the necklace on her neck.

Before she could conceal it, the young man came over and tugged her necklace away. He offered it to Rayna and asked, “Ms. Garland, take a look at this. It’s part of the set, right?”

“W-What is going on?” Rayna observed the necklace as her face paled. Turning to Julian, she asked, “Darling, didn’t you say she’s your superior? Are you dating her now?”

Her action caught Julian by surprise.

A scowl crept up his face as he parted his lips to say something. Before he could utter a word, Rayna cut in, “Darling, why did you do this to me? Do you know how upset I am?”

“Upset? B*llshit!” Julian roared. “You knew about Meredith and me. Why are you putting up an act? Rayna, you got pregnant with someone else’s bast*rd. How dare you question me instead?”

Rayna lifted a trembling finger and pointed at him in dismay. “I had no idea about your affair! No woman would allow her husband to have a mistress! Yes, I did tell our relatives I was pregnant during Astrid’s baby welcoming party. That’s because we’re married for over a year but still don’t have a baby! I was afraid the relatives would mock you and your mom!”

Julian was visibly shocked by her explanation. “You’re not pregnant?”

“I have a sexual disorder. You can’t even touch me, so how could I get pregnant?” Rayna covered her face and sobbed. “I sacrificed a lot for the family, but look what you did to me!”

“You’re lying! You’re a liar!” Meredith dashed forward, knowing Rayna was trying to gain the others’ sympathy. “You hid in the restroom that day, right? You knew my plan, so you were waiting for your

chance. You pretended to get drunk and got Dylan to bring you to the hospital. After texting Dylan and I using our respective phones, you switched off the lights deliberately so Dylan couldn’t figure out who he slept with, right?”

Meredith was gritting her teeth in fury.

I went to great lengths to guard against her. Little did I know she had set up a trap for Julian and me!

Taking a deep breath, Rayna raised her arm and gave Meredith a tight slap.

It feel really good to be able to slap this bit*h.

“Ms. Jones, not everyone is capable of resorting to despicable tricks like you,” Rayna said calmly. “How did I text you both? Your phones were with you.”

“You must’ve hired a hacker to do that!”

Rayna flashed a smile. “It should cost a lot to do that, right? I can reveal my bank account statement to you so you can see where I’ve spent my money.”

“You…”

Right then, the young man Rayna hired spoke up. “Mr. Faymon, it’s obvious you were the one who cheated on your wife first. Ms. Jones then cheated on you. That has nothing to do with your wife!”

In addition to fanning the flames, the reporter didn’t forget to state his doubts. “Besides, Ms. Jones’ words seemed to imply that your wife had schemed against her instead of what you claimed—she had cheated on you.”

Julian was thoroughly humiliated.

I was the one who paid the reporters to be here. Why is this one pulling the rug from under my feet? And then Rayna… I think Meredith is right. Rayna found out about our plan and set a trap for us. I thought she was kind and doesn’t care at all, but it turns out she’s a vicious woman!

“F*ck you, Rayna!” Julian flew into a rage as his wife in name had framed him. He lifted his arm, intending to give her a slap.

Rayna’s pupils constricted, but she didn’t dodge his slap.

She wasn’t planning on dodging.

The room was full of reporters, including the one she hired. Getting slapped might cause her cheek to swell for a few days, but the person getting the short end of the stick would be Julian.

“Mr. Faymon, what are you doing? Are you going to beat her up?” Someone grabbed Julian’s arm and stood before Rayna in a protective manner. His voice sounded chilling.

“Mr. Tylinski?” Julian was taken aback to see Gabriel here.

Rayna glanced at the newcomer. Oh, it’s Curtis’ assistant, who always has a serious expression on his face. I thought he was supposed to follow Curtis everywhere. Why is he here?

Julian and Rayna weren’t the only ones who were confused. Meredith blanched in horror and gripped her blanket as she retreated silently.

The company hated it when their employees were the subjects of gossip, and she was the manager of an important department. If Gabriel discovered she was having an affair with her subordinate and reported the matter to the higher-ups, her career would be doomed.

It seemed that Gabriel wasn’t even interested if Meredith was around, for his gaze remained fixated on Rayna.

After releasing his grip on Julian’s arm, Gabriel turned to Rayna. “Ms. Garland, sorry for the short notice, but we need you to be the interpreter on a project. Are you able to leave now?”

Rayna didn’t probe further and nodded. “Wait a second.”

She removed her ring and tossed it together with the necklace to Julian. They landed by Julian’s feet. “Julian, since you dislike the fact that I have a sexual disorder and want nothing to do with me, let us get a divorce. I don’t want a used man!”

Rayna said her piece without giving him a chance to speak and strode away.

She knew Meredith was a vengeful person and wouldn’t allow the divorce to proceed smoothly. However, she wasn’t afraid as she was now working with Curtis. He was on his side, and she wasn’t in a hurry at all.

All she had to do was to wait until their reputation was torn into shreds.

When the elevator arrived, Gabriel caught up to her.

Rayna followed him into the elevator. She parted her lips to say, “Please thank Mr. Faymon on my behalf.”

Gabriel pushed his glasses up his nose and responded icily, “Mr. Faymon told me to intervene if you couldn’t solve the problem yourself. You now owe him two favors.”

“But I didn’t ask for his help this time,” Rayna protested as the corner of her lips twitched.

“You didn’t object when I stopped him from slapping you.”

As I didn’t object when Mr. Tylinski helped me to stop Julian’s slap, that means Curtis helped me again, and I owe him another favor?

Rayna nearly cursed out loud.

Uncle Curtis, you win!

Downstairs, Gabriel told her, “Ms. Garland, please take a taxi back yourself. Mr. Faymon is still waiting for me to pick him up at the golf course.”

With that said, he left.

He needs me to be his interpreter? That’s just a ruse.

Rayna dared not say another word. Ha! No one dares to cross Uncle Curtis, not even me. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

She hailed a taxi to head to work.

Rayna was exhausted after enjoying a good show early in the morning. She also had to put up an act herself.

Her phone beeped with an incoming notification. Rolanda’s one hundred and fifty thousand had just been deposited in her account.

Rayna promptly transferred the money to Astrid and the reporter according to the amount they had agreed upon earlier. Then, she looked at the clips on the phone. Well, I shall decide if I want to delete these clips after my divorce from the scumbag.

She previously asked Rolanda for money because she feared the divorce would be tricky. It was customary for them to provide for their parents. Rayna wanted her money back before their divorce.

If Rolanda had the guts to expose the matter to threaten her for money, she would send the video to all their group chats. She didn’t mind losing the money as she could earn it back, but Rolanda would never get over the humiliation of her act being exposed to her friends.

“Rayna, you’re here?” When Rayna stepped into the office, her colleague whirled around in her chair and asked cheerfully, “Have you found a boyfriend? I just signed a gift for you!”