Dear Sweetheart Chapter 317


    Chapter 317 Dumber Than Wyatt


    After pondering for a moment, Rayna asked Linda, “Mom, what do you think she’s trying to do? Is she


    trying to appeal to my emotions?”


    Linda nced at the talisman.


    “I don’t think so. She came a few times to buy wine and is a nice person. Although she’s the sister-in-


    law of your dad’s new wife, she holds no grudges against you,” Linda replied, locking the door of the


    shop.


    Rayna looked at Linda warily. “Mom, why are you on her side? Did she ask you to do something for


    her?”


    “She didn’t.”


    “She really didn’t talk to you about Elijah?”


    “No.” Linda gave Rayna a sidelong nce. “Don’t think of her in such a bad light. After all, she’s—


    never mind. Let’s go groceries shopping.”


    “What is it? Mom, what are you keeping from me?” Rayna asked curiously.


    “She’s an elder.”


    Rayna did not doubt Linda’s words. “I told you that you have a soft heart. Just ignore her when she


    comes in the future. After all, she’s Elijah’s family, so she’s definitely on his side.”


    “All right,” Linda said, waving her hand. “Do you still want to eat at my ce? Otherwise, you can go


    back.”


    Rayna was speechless.


    Is Mom finding me annoying now?


    As she took the elevator down with Linda, she looked at the talisman in her hand. My attitude was great


    just now. I spoke to her politely and even called her Ma’am. But Mom said I disrespected my elders.


    When did I do that?


    After returning home from groceries shopping, Linda had Rayna help organize the boxes of grapes so


    that she could make wine while she went to the kitchen to prepare lunch.


    “Mom, just make something simple!” Rayna yelled in the direction of the kitchen. As she had eaten


    nothing in the morning, she was starving now. She would eat anything Linda made.


    “Shush! Just focus on plucking the stem of the grapes!”


    Rayna fell silent.


    After she finished plucking the stem of four boxes of grapes and washed the huge jars Linda used to


    make wine, Linda finally shouted, “Food’s ready!”


    Rayna washed her hands, rushed to the dining table, and saw five dishes plus a soup.


    The meatball soup smelled tantalizing, and there was even grilled pork.


    “Mom, no wonder it took you so long. Turns out you made grilled pork.” Famished, Rayna reached out


    her fork to grab a piece, but Linda swatted her hand away and handed her a bowl with two pieces of


    pork.


    “This is yours.”


    “Can’t I eat from that te?” Looking at the teful of grilled pork and then at her tiny bowl, Rayna


    realized how small her serving was.


    “Mom, the doctor said you need to eat light and simple meals for your health. I’m the only one who can


    eat the grilled pork! Don’t tell me you want to vacuum pack it and send it overseas to James,” Rayna


    said sternly.


    “Do I look like I have the time and money for that?” Linda retorted with a roll of her eyes. Then she took


    two lunch boxes and packed the grilled pork and meatball soup.


    “What are you doing?”


    “This is for Curtis and the guy by his side.” Linda could not recall the name for a moment. “The very


    burly clerk. Honey, what’s his name again?”


    “Gabriel Tylinski. He’s Mr. Faymon’s assistant, not a clerk,” Rayna replied before realizing something


    was wrong. “So this feast is meant for them! Then what am I supposed to eat?”


    Linda pointed to the table. “Vegetables. You’ve gained weight. You can lose weight this way.”


    “Seriously, Mom. It’s one in the afternoon already! They’ve probably ordered takeout. Mom, you should


    let me eat.” I can’t believe Mom is more concerned about Mr. Tylinski than me!


    “I called them just now. They said they haven’t eaten.”


    Rayna was at a loss for words.


    After finishing her two pieces of grilled pork, she grabbed the lunch boxes and prepared to leave,


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    Before that, Linda gave her another two bottles of wine she had brewed herself. “That guy works for


    Curtis and is good with words. You should build a good rtionship with him.”


    Rayna snorted. “Why not I bring over the two huge jars of wine and let all the employees try it?”


    “Sure! Can you carry them?”


    After the conversation with Linda, Rayna felt even worse. She hailed a taxi outside and reached


    Faymon Group in slightly over ten minutes.


    “Good afternoon, Ms. Gand,” the employees who passed by Rayna greeted while throwing


    numerous curious nces at the lunch boxes in her hands.


    Rayna had no choice but to secretly take the elevator on the west side.


    When she reached the floor Curtis was on, she noticed that everyone in the secretarial department was


    serious and busy working, including Gabriel, who was texting.


    She walked toward them and lightly ced a lunch box and two bottles of wine on Gabriel’s desk, but


    she still surprised him.


    Gabriel immediately switched off his phone and stood up. “What are you doing here, Mrs. Faymon?”


    Missus?


    Everyone in the secretarial department raised their heads to look at them in shock. As Gabriel had


    spoken in a low voice, they only heard the word “missus.”


    One of the secretaries asked cautiously, “Mr. Tylinski, did you and Ms. Gand… Congrattions…”


    “What? No! No way!” As Curtis was just next door, Gabriel was so terrified that he started stuttering.


    “There’s nothing going on between Mrs. Faymon and me.”


    Everyone inhaled sharply when they heard the words “Mrs. Faymon” clearly this time.


    So Ms. Gand is not with Mr. Tylinski but with Mr. Faymon instead!


    “Seriously, you could’ve called me by my name! Why did you call me that? I even told Curtis not to


    mention this to anyone. Now everyone knows!” Rayna said furiously.


    “Mr. Faymon told me to call you that,” Gabrielined.


    Rayna stared at him. “And you have to follow everything he says? Can’t you think for yourself? You are


    usually so smart, yet sometimes you’re dumber than Wyatt!”


    Feeling wronged, Gabriel was on the verge of tears.


    D*mn it! It’s not my fault! It’s Mr. Faymon’s fault!


    “This is your lunch my mom asked me to bring, and this is the wine she brewed herself,” Rayna


    informed Gabriel, pointing at the lunch box before talking to the other members of the secretarial


    department.


    Her words were subtle. Using the excuse that Curtis hated being disturbed and gossipy employees,


    she sessfully struck fear in their hearts, and they all announced in unison that they heard nothing


    just now.


    “Thank you.” Rayna smiled in satisfaction and left with the other lunch box.


    The moment she left, everyone made a beeline for Gabriel, wanting to get some reliable pieces of


    information.


    One of the secretaries even tried to open the lunch box upon smelling the fragrant scent of food.


    Gabriel pped that secretary’s hand and said sternly, “It’s working hours. What are you all doing?


    Have you forgotten what you said just now? Do you want to get fired?”


    Everyone immediately left and continued working.


    Gabriel opened the lunch box, and he salivated upon smelling the delicious grilled pork.


    As he ate the scrumptious lunch, he was so touched that he almost cried.


    There are some benefits to working for Mr. Faymon. At least I can eat the food that his mother-inw


    makes. It’s so tasty! Regardless of what Mr. Faymon and Ms. Gand argue about, I will stand on Ms.


    Gand’s side. Her side is the winning side!


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