Dear Sweetheart Chapter 33


    Chapter 33 Worry


    “Just say it. Why are you staring at me?” Roxanne’s intent gaze crept Rayna out. Thetter could not


    stand it and pped her. “We’ve arrived.”


    Roxanne pouted angrily and snapped, “Stop hitting me!”


    If she continues, I’d be beaten silly.


    Rayna wanted to buy some clothes for Linda. When they visited a shop, Roxanne offered to choose for


    Linda and even fought to pay for it. That was very uncharacteristic of Roxanne as she was one who


    usuallyined of feeling tired when shopping.


    “I’ll get it, Rayna. I have money!”


    After that, they went to the underground supermarket to get groceries before heading to Linda’s house.


    Linda still lived in the old residential area where she had brought the siblings up. It took them about an


    hour to get there from the city center. Rayna had always wanted Linda to move to another ce, but


    thetter refused, insisting that she liked her current neighborhood.


    When they got home, Linda started cooking in the kitchen, whereas Roxanne and Rayna chatted while


    watching television. A few minutes into their conversation, Roxanne showed her true colors. “Are you


    free this Saturday night, Rayna?”


    “I knew it! You must have an ulterior motive for being nice to me today.” Rayna tossed a pillow at her


    sister and grinned. “Spill! Why did you ask?”


    Roxanne inched closer and began to coax her, “There’s a cocktail reception at Dame Estate on


    Saturday night. Many famous directors from abroad will be there. Why don’t youe with me?”


    Rayna rejected right away, “Nope. I’m not interested.”


    Usually, she never liked those events. She would only attend such events only if her job required her to


    be present.


    “Rayna, my sweet Rayna…” Roxanne showed her puppy dog eyes. “A director I admire will be going,


    and he’s searching for Chanaeans to star in his new movie. I want to have a chat with him. Who knows


    I might get an acting role sessfully! However, you know I’m not good at speaking Anndurn.


    Therefore, I was hoping that you could be my temporary trantor.”


    Rayna cast a disappointing nce at her. “Your sister is a trantor, but you are terrible in Anndurn.


    How embarrassing is that? Even primary school children speak better Anndurn than you.”


    “Oh well, we all have different interests. Your calling is to be a trantor, whereas mine is to act.”


    Roxanne twisted the context skillfully. “You’re probably worse than me if you were to be an


    actress.”


    Her remark rendered Rayna speechless.


    Roxanne kept persuading Rayna, and thetter said yes in the end. How can I not lend a hand when


    my biological sister is trying to make a name for herself in the entertainment industry?


    “You’re the best, Rayna!” Roxanne hugged and kissed her repeatedly. She even took a selfie with her


    sister out of excitement. Rayna could not stand her antics and pushed her away.


    Soon, Linda finished cooking and invited the sisters to the table. Just when Rayna was getting up, the


    phone screen lit up, and she identally saw an iing message from a person named “Brother-in-


    law”.


    Frowning, she took up the phone and questioned Roxanne, “Did you add Julian?” Since Rayna was


    Roxanne’s only elder sister, the former was certain that the message was from Julian.


    Roxanne hurried over to snatch her phone back from Rayna. Then, she rolled her eyes and said, “Am I


    so free to stay in touch with that sc*mbag? Whatever for? After all, you two are divorced.”


    “I just saw someone by the name of ‘Brother-inw’ sent you a text message.”


    “That’s my stylist,” Roxanne rified without turning a hair. “I saved his contact on WhatsApp as


    ‘Brother-inw’ and forgot to rename it. All right, Rayna, can we eat now?”


    Rayna believed her exnation totally.


    Nowadays, youngsters use many strange and crazy profile names. A colleague of mind even called


    himself “Daddy”.


    It had been several months since Raynast tasted homecooked food. Hence, she requested extra


    helping. Roxanne, on the other hand, was a picky eater. Rayna threw her an icy-cold gaze as she


    reminded Roxanne about the cocktail reception and made sure thetter finish her food.


    There’s no such thing as a fussy eater. All she needs is someone to discipline her.


    In the afternoon, Rayna needed to return to the office while Roxanne had amercial to shoot. So,


    Linda packed some sweet soup for both of them.


    “Mom, stop working as a housekeeper.” Rayna told her mother before leaving. “Tell me when you need


    money, okay? I can take good care of you.”


    Linda nodded. “I got it. Henceforth, I’ll only help out in the library.”


    Rayna heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing her response. “You should have done that a long time ago.


    When you feel bored, you can consider going to the square and do line dancing with the others. Oh, by


    the way, Julian and I are divorced, so please don’t visit the Faymon family anymore.”


    “What happened? I thought you guys were happy together?” Linda could not wrap her head around it.


    “T-Then, what is your n after the divorce? Who will want you?”


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    Rayna was bereft of words.


    “You don’t understand, Mom. Rayna has made the right decision to divorce that kind of man. She won’t


    have a future with him!” Roxanne interrupted. “Rayna is so talented, and she has lots of suitors. Your


    worry of not having a son-inw is unfounded.”


    “I think Julian is a nice guy. Whenever hees over, he will address me politely and buy me gifts,”


    Linda added.


    Roxanne rolled her eyes at Linda and left with Rayna without saying anything further.


    “Rayna, don’t bring this up to Mom again. She won’t understand one bit. Mom wouldn’t have rejected


    the money when she and Dad separated if she was slightly more self-centered,” urged Roxanne.


    “She’s still your mom, no matter how silly she is.” Rayna stared daggers at Roxanne and pinched her


    ear. “Don’t raise your voice or yell but talk to her privately. Have I made myself clear?”


    “Okay, I know.”


    The ce where Roxanne was heading was along the way to Rayna’s office. Thus, they shared a cab.


    Upon arrival, Roxanne informed Rayna that someone would deliver a gown to her.


    “I have dresses to wear. Don’t spend your money unnecessarily,” advised Rayna.


    “Don’t worry. It’s all sponsored.” Roxanne waved at her before entering the building.


    Rayna smiled resignedly.


    Though Roxanne would act rather silly and spoilt most of the time, Rayna was d that her sister


    remained filial and lived with integrity. She was unlike some girls who lost themselves upon joining the


    entertainment industry.


    When Rayna got back to the office, she ran into Gabriel.


    “Mr. Tylinski,” she greeted him. “Did youe over for work matters?” She noticed the documents in


    his hands.


    “Yup, Mr. Faymon is here to work on something.”


    His response piqued Rayna’s interest.


    This isn’t the first time Curtis visited the office. Usually, the few vice CEOs are the ones who manage all


    of thepany affairs, and Curtis is never hands-on. Is thepany in trouble?


    After entering the private elevator, Gabriel pressed the open button, assuming Rayna was waiting to


    get on one.


    “Come on in, Ms. Gand.”


    “Okay, thank you.” Apart from the upper management, employees from the trantion and nning


    departments were also allowed to use the private elevator. However, they usually avoid being in the


    same space as the management staff.


    Rayna was surprised that Gabriel, whom he had barely met, would invite her to take the elevator


    together. After all, they had only spoken a few times with each other.


    Why do I feel something’s wrong?


    As Rayna gazed at her thermos, an idea suddenly dawned on her. She thought for a while and offered


    it to Gabriel. “I heard that Mr. Faymon likes something sweet. Could you please pass this to him,


    please? Just a little token of appreciation from me.”


    If Curtis did not lend a helping hand, the worst that could probably happen to Meredith was a demotion.


    Gabriel did not ask further. He epted the thermos and said, “Thank you, Ms. Gand. I’ll pass Mr.


    Faymon the message.”


    “You’re wee.”


    After sending Rayna to the trantion department, Gabriel headed to the top floor. He strode toward


    the CEO’s office with a thermos in one hand and some documents in another.


    “B*stard!”


    The moment Gabriel walked into the office, he was hit by a stack of papers which then dropped onto


    the ground. Curtis was standing in front of the windows with his hands on his hips, looking sullen.


    Even though the room was filled with average air-conditioning temperature, it felt like an ice cer.


    Without saying a word, Gabriel shut the door behind him and proceeded to pick the papers up. Then,


    he ced all the items in his hands on the solid mahogany desk.


    “Everyone’s eager to showcase themselves, but their presentations are appalling!” Curtis grew


    impatient and pulled his tie off his neck. “Do they think I’m blind?”


    “Well, Mr. Faymon, you’ve been concentrating your efforts on expanding the global markets. The staff


    here feared no one since there wasn’t a head figure in thepany.” Gabriel added, “Moreover, Mr.


    Julian isn’t very bright, to begin with.”


    Curtis sneered, “He even had the cheek to pay Dad a visit at the Fayman residence. Just look at his


    character! If not for Meredith, he wouldn’t be able to be the vice CEO.”


    “Mr. Julian’s father passed away when he was very young. Both Mr. Julian and his mother aren’t the


    greedy type either.” Gabriel paused for a moment before continuing, “Well, we will never know who


    might get them into trouble. Fortunately, he carries thest name ‘Faymon’ though he’s a rtive.”


    Curtis pinched between his furrowed brows and asked, “Has he filed a divorce with Rayna?”


    Gabriel nodded. “I asked Mr. Julian about it, and he told me he has signed the papers. However,


    something seems amiss. Several days ago, he was adamant about getting a divorce and even wanted


    to sue Ms. Gand. Anyhow, he signed it.”


    “As long as they are divorced legally.” Curtis could not care less about the process. “Please book the


    flight tickets and throw Julian to the branch in Horington. Don’t let him roam around.”


    “Noted. I’ll make all the necessary arrangements soon,” replied Gabriel. “Oh, Mr. Faymon, Mr. Johnson


    is holding a cocktail reception at Dame Estate this Saturday. He would like you to bring Ms. Kristie


    along.”


    Cocktail reception?


    Curtis knew exactly what the other party was up to. After mulling it over, he agreed to attend the event.


    “Tell Mr. Johnson I’ll be there. Also, give the person in charge at Chanel a call and ce an order on


    thetest haute couture.”


    “Duly noted.”


    Suddenly, Curtis felt thirsty after talking and wanted a cup of coffee. As he turned around, he spotted a


    thermos on his desk. “Wow, you made me an herbal drink?” he teased Gabriel.


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