Dear Sweetheart Chapter 143


    Chapter 143 Why Help Him


    Rayna noticed Steven making a call. Shortly after that, the doors opened to reveal two waiters. They


    pushed in a cart of beer before loading the bottles onto the table.


    After calcting the number of bottles as they were being ced, Rayna noted that there were twenty-


    four bottles.


    Steven leaned back and pointed nonchntly at the bottles, saying, “Ms. Gand, let me offer you a


    compromise. If you can finish all the beer on this table, I’ll set up a meeting with my father.”


    “Mr. Hunt, you must be joking,” replied Rayna, her expression showing the slightest hint of emotion


    before she gave him another mild smile. “There are twenty-four bottles here. I doubt even a grown man


    can drink so many. Besides, I’m not a heavy drinker.”


    Jason merely smiled and said, “Come now. A grown man might not be as capable as you are, Ms.


    Gand. You’re the acting CEO of Faymon Group! I think that a mere twenty-four bottles are nothing to


    you.”


    “That’s right! Beer doesn’t even have high alcohol content. We’re not asking you to drink wine!” retorted


    Steven, clearly unhappy. “Here I am, giving you a chance. If you’re not going to take it, then please


    leave. Your presence is only disrupting the festivities.”


    Rayna chose not to respond. Instead, she turned around to leave.


    Beer may not have a high alcohol content, but drinking twenty-four bottles of beer is really no small


    matter.


    Just as Rayna was about to leave, she heard Jason calling out to her in a singsong voice, “Rayna,


    don’t waste your time. Faymon Group’s failures are Curtis’ fault. Thepany is beyond saving at this


    point.”


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    His tone seemed to carry hints of pleasure as if he had personally set foot in Faymon Group to witness


    Curtis being crushed beneath his feet.


    Rayna could feel anger burn hot in her chest. This had be unbearable.


    Just look at these parasitic sc*mbags!


    If it had not been for Curtis’ intervention, what was left of Faymon Group would have been split


    between Jack and his ilk. What irked Rayna was that Jason, too, was a Faymon. It was one thing to not


    lend a hand, but the internal bickering was unpleasant to witness.


    Rayna stopped and turned around to pin an icy re on Steven. “Mr. Hunt, you mean to say that you’ll


    arrange for a meeting with your father if I finish all twenty-four bottles of beer on this table, yes?”


    Steven was taken aback by her sudden change in demeanor and hesitated before replying, “Y-yes,


    that’s right.”


    Before he could say anything further, Rayna had picked up a bottle and downed its contents promptly.


    It took her approximately eight seconds to down that first beer before moving on to the second bottle.


    Jason did not think that Rayna would return to start chugging down beer. The smirk he had on his lips


    gradually disappeared before a gloomy expression settled on his face.


    As Chester’s second son, Jason was well aware of what his father was up to. Jason then contacted the


    otherpanies that had dealings with Faymon Group. He would wait for the number of shares


    between Chester and Sienna to be near equal before selling some of the stock to thesepanies.


    With the profits as working capital, Jason would then utilize the media and public rtions stunts to


    clear Faymon Group’s name, thus keeping thepany afloat.


    However, in all their machinations, their ns did not take Rayna into ount.


    This Rayna is a very capable woman, nothing at all like what a newly-transferred rookie from the


    trantion department should be like. While we were setting our ns in motion, she was pulling funds


    from Faymon Group to repurchase thepany’s shares.


    By the time Jason came out of his stupor, Rayna had already downed the tenth bottle. Given that her


    demeanor had not changed in the slightest, many others had wandered over to watch the show,


    wanting to see if she could actually finish all the beer.


    Soon, there were more empty bottles than there were full ones.


    Steven was quite taken aback by this. Slowly, his expression changed from annoyance to shock. He


    had taken Jason’s advice of making things difficult for her, but he did not wish for otherplications to


    arise.


    “Hey, just stop if you can’t drink anymore,” said Steven. He could not bear to watch this any longer.


    “You’re going to be sick.”


    Rayna did not respond. Instead, she picked up another bottle and proceeded to down it.


    By the time she got to the sixteenth bottle, Rayna started to feel slightly ill. However, she did not wish to


    give up after havinge so far. Suppressing her difort, she stubbornly continued to drink.


    When she emptied the final bottle, Rayna’s face and ears were tinged a faint red. Her eyes also


    appeared misty. Thest bit of alcohol that she did not swallow had dripped down her chin, staining her


    blouse.


    The rivulets faintly outlined the sensual shape of her concealed lingerie. The breathing of all the men


    present grew heavier as they stared at her.


    She had an absolutely gorgeous figure.


    After downing thest bottle, Rayna was already a little unsteady on her feet. She shook her head and


    turned the bottle upside down to indicate that it was truly empty. “I’ve held up my end of the bargain.


    Now it’s time for you to fulfill what we’ve agreed on.”


    “Holy cr*p, woman. Are you insane?” Steven was stroking his chin in awe. He had never seen a woman


    drink beer with so much determination. “I’ll definitely help you make an appointment with him.”


    “Thank you.” Thankfully, Steven only looked like he could not be trusted. At the end of the day, he was


    going to keep his word after all.


    Rayna staggered toward the door, but before she could even touch the doorknob, she was pinned


    against the wall by arge man.


    “Rayna, you’re really working hard for Faymon Group,” said Jason with a smile as he held her hands in


    a vice grip. “What has that man done for you? Why are you so willing to help him?”


    Rayna was already feeling ill. The fact that she was pinned against the wall so helplessly did nothing to


    help her in this state. With a smirk, she red icily at him and said, “Mr. Faymon is your Uncle Alfred’s


    son and is older than you are. Even if you won’t address him formally, you should at least acknowledge


    his seniority and address him by name. This impertinence of yours really makes me wonder if the


    Faymon family has failed to teach you manners.”


    Jason’s expression darkened as he tightened his grip further. “My, my. Aren’t you a feisty one?”


    “Let go of me.”


    “What’s the hurry, Ms. Gand? You’ve had so much to drink that you’re dizzy. I’m just giving you a


    hand, that’s all,” hissed Jason as he brazenly eyed her. “How was an insignificant little trantor able to


    be the acting CEO of thepany, eh? I’ve seen plenty of smart and beautiful women, Rayna,


    but you are an enigma. Is your work ethic so admirable that it caught Curtis’ eye?”


    “Or perhaps…” Jason paused and suggestively added, “you have other talents?”


    Rayna could tell what he meant. With clenched teeth, she retaliated by sending a well-aimed knee to


    his crotch.


    Jason was caught off guard, and the pain made him yelp out loud.


    Rayna then shoved him off violently and straightened her attire. “Mr. Faymon,” she sneered, “I’d


    suggest being more civil in the future. You’re lucky that it was me. If it were anyone else, I fear it would


    have been a more… painful lesson.”


    “F*ck you! How dare you kick me?” Jason had not anticipated Rayna to be so ruthless. Immediately, he


    dragged her back angrily and tossed her into the nearby couch. With one hand on her neck, he hissed,


    “Who are you to be so high and mighty? I know what b*tches like you do behind the scenes!”


    Steven noticed that Jason was acting rashly and hurriedly came over to stop him. “Let it slide, Jason.


    Regardless, she’s still the acting CEO of Faymon Group. I doubt you want to draw the ire of Mr—”


    “She managed to be the acting CEO because she was willing to sleep around for it. Is that


    somehow an achievement?” retorted Jason, cutting Steven off. “Curtis is a cr*pple who can’t even


    protect himself now! Do you think he can keep Faymon Group afloat?”


    However, Jason’s rant did not end there. “On the surface, Curtis Faymon may be my uncle’s adopted


    son, but he’s nothing more than a favored pet of the household! Even if he inherits Faymon Group,


    what of it? Not a single drop of Faymon blood runs through that man’s veins! Does anyone even


    acknowledge him as one of us?”


    “Are you out of your mind? Stop it!” hissed Steven through gritted teeth. Even though Faymon Group


    was currently down and out, one could not underestimate Curtis. Once he returned to the helm,


    Faymon Group was definitely going to make aeback.


    In fact, everyone in this social group knew that they were not on par with Curtis, nor was he a person


    they could afford to aggravate.


    “The world knows it and probably thinks this way, so why can’t I say it out loud?” yelled Jason, still


    enraged by this. He then reached out to pat Rayna on the cheek, saying, “Rayna, if you’re sensible


    enough to be on my side, you can have anything from money to status. Everything will be ripe for the


    picking.”


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