Dear Sweetheart Chapter 568
Chapter 568
After the trio found a table and seated themselves, Jasper picked up a coffeepot and poured the other
two some coffee while saying lightly, “Mr. Winton has agreed to help, but he doesn’t care about the
money. He wants something else.”
“What does he want?” Curtis asked.
Jasper shrugged in response. “You should already know he does not like to fight or want money at his
age. All he wants is to spend his days drinking and ying chess with friends.”
“Mr. Winton…” Jefferson’s pupils dted. “Could it be that Mr. Winton?”
Jasper gave a teasing smile. “For all the people in the world named Winton, he is the only one worthy
of being addressed respectfully.”
Jefferson whipped around to face Curtis at those words with shock in his eyes. “You’re insane. You
could have plotted a coup against Mr. Nicholson. Why must you ask for his help?”
“I think you’re both mad.” Jasper’s slim fingers rapped on the table as he sighed and shook his head.
“Mr. Nicholsonmands absolute power in Norwal City. How could he be brought down so easily?”
Curtis’ expression turned grim. “It will only take the slightest opportunity for them to rise again. Given
his connections, Mr. Nicholson could find a way to reach out to his contacts even if you sever all of his
ties. Make a clean break of it. The possibility of hiseback makes me uneasy.”
The incident of Selena abducting Rayna, which had put thetter’s life at risk, right under his nose
rattled him to the point of being afraid to even recall the incident. It also revealed the frailty of the power
under hismand.
I will not let something like this happen again!
After several moments of silence, Curtis asked Jasper, “Does Mr. Winton want the ivory chess set?”
Jasper nced sideways at Curtis after a sip of coffee. “Even I covet that. The chess set was made
during the war and is one of the prized possessions of Yeringham Museum. How are you going to
manage that?”
Jefferson massaged his brow. “I’d hazarded a guess based on what you said about chess. Who would
manage to acquire a treasured possession of a museum? Could his taste be any more expensive?”
“Don’t you rarely visit Chanaea?” Jasper asked curiously, rubbing his chin with his fingers as he did so.
“You appear familiar with all of these. You even know Mr. Winton.”
Jefferson gave a faint smile. “My visits are indeed sparse, but that doesn’t mean I don’t pay attention to
things that happen here. I have once thought of a way to gain Mr. Winton’s favor and help my people
by paving the way for an opportunity for them, but…”
His expression became increasingly dour,ced with a trace of helplessness. “Mr. Winton was too
difficult to deal with.”
Jasper nodded in agreement before turning to Curtis. “Your love rival had also interacted with Mr.
Winton before; he is indeed a wily old fox. Why don’t you go personally?”
“I’m not stupid.” Curtis red at him. “He’s only taking it easy on you because he knows you’re poor. It
won’t just be the ivory chess set when he finds out there’s something between us.”
Jasper spread his hands in exasperation. “Then what do you think we should do? Surely we can’t steal
it from the museum?”
Curtis did not speak. He sped his hands together and ced them on the table.
“I can’t get hold of the chess set, but…” Curtis paused before continuing quietly, “I know he is without
an heir and is leaving everything to the son of his oldrade. He dotes on the little fellow.”
Jasper was taken aback. “Do you want me to lobby him?”
“There’s no need for that. Just have a chat with him, and he’ll be the one to approach you with an
offer.” Curtis’ lips curled slightly, and his gaze shed with confidence. “I have something he needs the
most.”
“There’s something wrong with you!” Jasper could no longer be civil. “Why won’t you be direct and
have him find the guy instead of beating around the bush?”
Curtis massaged between his brows and said wearily, “This is a gift I’m preparing on behalf of Mrs.
Faymon. If I cannot get my hands on the chess set from the museum, I will not be able to bring my
ns to fruition.”
If it were a vase or a painting, it would have been easy enough to find somebody to make a high-level
forgery that would be adequately passable as the real thing.
Godd*mn it. An ivory chess set made during the war! How could this be forged?
Jefferson rapped on the table with his fingers, his expression turning cold. “You’re not married so watch
your mouth!”
Curtisughed. “I’m referring to my wife. Did I specifically refer to anyone?”
Jefferson reciprocated the smile, though it did not extend to his eyes. “Enough of speaking in parables,
Mr. Faymon. Aren’t you aware of why we can sit at a table in peace?”
Curtis’ lips curled. He said carelessly, “Isn’t it because I, as your elder brother, am treating you to
lunch?”
“Hah!” Jefferson sneered. “Don’t tter yourself. That’s something I’ll never admit to. Don’t think I would
overlook everything you do just because you gave me a pill! I still have a shot as long as Belle never
says she would marry you. I would also be willing to be a stepfather to her child, so she would not have
to go through the pain of childbirth again.”
Curtis narrowed his eyes. “It’s only a matter of time before she marries me. Don’t get carried away by
your imagination.”
“We’ll talk about it when she actually marries you,” Jefferson retorted as he took another sip of coffee.
“For now, she is not yet yours, so let uspete fairly. Don’t use the child as leverage. It does nothing
to me.”
“Instead of being stubbornly set on having her, why don’t you go after another woman in Norwal City for
a change?” Curtis scowled, displeased.
“With so many heiresses in Norwal City, why are you set on having her, Mr. Faymon?” Jefferson
repeated those words back to him. “You’re already thirty years old yet you’re still deceiving young girls.”
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Curtis was rendered speechless.
“That’s enough,” Jasper interjected hastily, worried that the private room would turn into a battlefield.
“Can you talk about whatever that’s between you in private? We’re all here today to discuss something
else, remember?”
At the thought of the important matter to be discussed, the pair ceased snapping at each other.
After a discussionsting over half an hour, it was finally decided that Jasper would take care of asking
Marcel for help while Jefferson would keep an eye on Noel’s people. Curtis would be making
arrangements from the shadows for somebody to rece Noel when the time came.
Jasper was about to pass out from hunger when it was over. Taking advantage of Curtis’ hospitality, he
ordered a feast.
While waiting for the food, Jasper drank coffee to pass the time and turned to Curtis. “I heard you
mention that you’re Mr. Hamilton’s elder brother, Mr. Faymon. How did thate about?”
Curtis nced at him. “What does this have to do with our discussion?”
“It’s unrted, but it’s just something I’d like to know more about.” Jasper stroked his chin with a look of
intense interest.
Bending over to take a sip of coffee, Curtis ignored him.
Jasper turned to the other side to ask Jefferson.
“I don’t know,” thetter said crisply.
Jasper was dumbstruck.
What is going on? I’m dying to find out!
Soon after, the servers entered the private room and brought their food to the table.
After setting down the tes, the door had barely creaked shut behind the servers when a tall figure
pushed open the door and strode into the private room.
Seated opposite the sliding doors, Jasper was afforded a glimpse at the neer when he looked up.
After a startled pause, he smiled after. “Hello, Ms. Sainz. You must be here for Mr. Faymon, no?”
Wende nodded and said in an alluring voice, “I’d heard from the manager that you are dining with
Curtis here, Mr. Snyder. It simply wouldn’t do to leave without dropping by to say hello.”
“Why don’t you join us for a bite, Ms. Sainz?” Jasper offered courteously.
“Thank you, but no,” Wende declined before walking over to Curtis. Leaning over, she whispered in
his ear, “I have something to speak to you about, Curtis.”
“Just say what you will.” Curtis helped himself to the food expressionlessly, though his tone was polite.
“You are acquainted with my guests. There’s no need to be shy.”
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