Dear Sweetheart Chapter 506
Chapter 506
Curtis hummed an answer coldly and murmured, “I don’t want it anymore. You can sell it off.”
The manager froze, thinking she had misheard Curtis’ words. “Mr. Faymon, are you sure you don’t
want this pink diamond?”
“Yes. Is there anything else?”
When the manager heard the coldness in Curtis’ tone, her heart tensed. “All right, Mr. Faymon. The
deposit will be—”
…
s, the call ended before she could even finish.
The manager was left dumbfounded for a long time. She could not understand why Curtis asked them
to pick a pink diamond months ago and give it an extremely high price only to say he did not want it
anymore now.
Nheless, she put away the phone and returned to Rayna’s and Jefferson’spany. “Sorry for
keeping you waiting. The customer says he doesn’t want the pink diamond anymore. You may
purchase it at the normal price.”
Jefferson was slightly puzzled, but he quickly put on a smile and said, “He doesn’t want it anymore?
Very well. I’ll pay by card.”
After going through a thirty-minute payment process, the pink diamond was finally in their possession.
Rayna felt a little nervous walking out of the store wearing such arge pink diamond. “This pink
diamond looks rather loud in broad daylight. Perhaps I should keep it and bring it out again during the
engagement ceremony.”
Jefferson took her hand. “It’s okay. Just keep it on. Let the other women see it. Let them envy you for
having such a great husband who bought you such a big pink diamond.”
Smiling, Rayna shot him a re jokingly. “You’re so childish!”
When they both arrived at the supermarket, Rayna received a call from Carl.
Heined about Kristie constantly bullying him. Aside from that, he also asked when was Rayna
returning, for he wanted to have her cooking.
ncing at Jefferson who was pushing the cart and picking the ingredients, Rayna had no choice but
to hold her tongue. “Maybe a few dayster. Please have your meals at your aunt’s for a few more
days. I’ll make you all kinds of delicious food when I’m back.”
Rayna figured Carl would not be lonely with Kristie around. After all, the former wanted to spend more
time with Jefferson.
“Okay!” Carl agreed without hesitation. “Anyway, don’t forget that you’re pregnant, Ms. Rayna. Make
sure you get more rest, okay?”
“Yeah, I know.”
As soon as Carl hung up, Kristie, who had been holding her breath by the side, rushed over and asked
expectantly, “So? Did Rayna say when is sheing back?”
Carl merely threw her a nce. “Aunt Kristie, do you think you’re more important than her fiancé?”
“Tsk. Watch your mouth, you brat.” Kristie pinched his ears and taunted, “I can say the same for you!
Look at you. You’ve be a kid no one loves and evenes to my ce for free meals every day.”
“You’re my aunt! It’s only right that you feed me!”
Kristie rebuked, “All you know is eat. Why use do I need you when you can’t do anything?”
Carl argued, “If you’re so capable, why don’t you call her yourself? Look at you whining away when
you’re not the one who made the call. From my point of view, you’re the one who’s useless.”
“Say it again!’
“You’re stupid! You’re picky and spoiled! No one loves you!”
Kristie let out a shriek and leaped off the couch to chase after him. “You little twerp! Don’t you dare run
away!”
“I’m not stupid. Why shouldn’t I run away?” Carl made a funny face at her.
The duo ran around in the living room, chasing after each other. They made so much noise it made
Larissa, who was making dessert in the kitchen, feel dizzy.
Upon hearing the doorbell ringing, Larissa cleaned her hands and went over to open the door.
“Huh? Who are you?” She was stunned to see a middle-aged man standing at the door. “Have you
gotten the wrong house?”
“I’m Samson. Mr. Faymon sent me over to take care of Ms. Winton,” he informed.
At the same time, he handed a contract to her.
After flipping through the contract and making sure there were no errors, Larissa opened the door wider
and invited Samson in. “Ms. Winton is quite easy to take care of. It’s just that she can be a little picky
with her food. You’ll get used to it—”
“Does she need anyone to keep herpany when she sleeps?”
“In the past, yes. But not anymore.” Larissa scrutinized him, thinking it was Curtis who told him about
that fact. “Oh, right. Ms. Winton still needs to take her medicines. You’ll need to put it in her milk every
night.”
Suddenly, Samson stopped in his tracks and watched the duo messing around in the living room. A
pained look appeared in his eyes.
“Does she still have nightmares often?”
“Yes. The kitchen’s here.” Larissa pointed at the kitchen and continued, “I’ll need you to prepare a meal
for me to review. If Ms. Winton doesn’t eat your cooking, then I’m afraid I can’t let you stay.”
“You brat! Don’t run away!” Kristie shouted as she ran in their direction.
She was too focused on running after Carl that she did not see the person in front of him. In the end,
she mmed into a wall of sinews.
The impact caused her to fall backwards.
Thankfully, Samson swiftly wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her into his embrace.
A shocked look spread across her face. As she patted her chest to calm herself down, she wondered
how did Larissa have so much strength. The moment she looked up and saw Samson’s face, her eyes
widened.
“Perv*rt! Why are you in my house?”
Larissa piped up, “Please don’t scold him, Ms. Winton. He’s the one Mr. Faymon sent to take care of
you. I can’te in the future since I have to take care of my grandson. His name’s Samson, by the
way.”
“What? I don’t want him to take care of me. He’s a perv*rt!” Kristie grumbled.
Just then, she realized Samson’s arm was still around her waist. Thinking back to the intimate position
they were in earlier, Kristie hastily leaped out of his embrace andined to Larissa. “Look! He
touched my waist! He’s so shameless!”
“Don’t be so narcissistic, Aunt Kristie. He was only helping you up when you almost fell just now. Stop
thinking that everyone’s interested in you just because you’re pretty,” Carl uttered with disdain.
Kristie gave him a gentle smack on the head. “You twit. I am the most beautiful person on earth. Why?
Can’t you ept it?”
Carl was caught off guard by Kristie’s smacking, so he held his head and wailed.
“I’ll borrow him for a while.” Samson smiled and swooped Carl up. “I have something to tell him.”
Then, he brought the child to a bedroom and shut the door.
In the meantime, Kristie froze for several seconds before she finally registered what Larissa had said.
She turned to look at Larissa and asked, “Isn’t he sent here by Curt? How is it that he knows that brat?
And what’s with that ‘I have something to tell him’? Why does he have to go to my room?”
s, Larissa shook her head. “I’m not too sure either.”
Kristie conjured up all kinds of crazy ideas, which made her rush over and knock on her bedroom door.
“Hey, open the door! I won’t let you off ify a finger on my nephew! Open the door, you perv*rt! I’m
going to call the police if you don’t! I mean it!”
Kristie banged the door frantically for a long time until her hands were sore.
Just as she was about to make a police report, the door finally opened.
Immediately, Carl scurried out of the room, picked up his baseball cap from the living room, and fled.
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“Where are you going, you brat?”
Seeing that, Kristie attempted to run after him, but her wrist was caught hold by someone.
“Don’t worry. He’s just going to discuss something with Mr. Faymon. Are you hungry? What do you
want to eat? I’ll cook for you,” said Samson.
“Ugh! I don’t want you to take care of me.” Kristie pulled her hand free. Everything about him disgusted
her. “I want Curt to find me someone younger. You’re too old!”
“Do you want to have some pork chop with cream sauce?”
Kristie was dumbfounded; she did not know how to talk back all of a sudden. Instead, she began
salivating over the mere thought of the food. “Is it yummy?”
Smiling, Samson said, “Yes. I promise you’ll love it.”
“Oh, please.” Kristie snorted, unwilling to believe him. “Mdm. Lovett’s cooking is great, but I can only
take a few mouthfuls.”
“What about this? If the food I make is yummy, then you’ll have to let me stay.”
After giving it some thought, Kristie agreed, “Remember what you said! Don’t go saying that I’ve bullied
you when things don’t turn out the way you wanted.”
Fine. I’m going to make him ept the reality and get lost sooner.
When Larissa saw how well Kristie got along with Samson, she left the house quietly. Well, there’s
nothing much I can do here now. I’ll juste over tomorrow if his cooking is not eptable.
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