Dear Sweetheart Chapter 615
Chapter 615
As soon as the young man said that, Curtis, who sat at the head of the table, slowly opened his eyes
and red at the young man sharply. “Then what do you suggest to resolve this crisis, Mr. Jameson?”
The young man hummed in his deep voice and tapped on the table.
Then, he pondered it before he replied, “I think the construction unit is responsible too. The non-
compliance with construction specifications on the earthwork of the pit wall is another reason leading to
this tragedy.”
“Who drafted the tender document for the construction unit this time?” Bruno, a long-time shareholder
of Faymon Group, grasped the main point and asked.
“During the tender drafting, our department had done a thorough check of the construction unit. There
weren’t any problems,” Hayden said confidently. His gaze traveled from Bruno to Curtis. “Mr. Faymon, I
promise there’s nothing wrong with the construction unit.”
“Mr. Farwell, you can’t judge everything on the surface. Jupiter Builders is famous in Yartran, but their
base is too far from Chanaea.” Mason chuckled before rubbing his nose. He raised his eyebrow and
looked at Hayden. “Mr. Farwell, everyone makes mistakes. It’s normal for you to make a mistake while
drafting the tender.”
“Mason Quin, don’t think of pushing the me on me. You have rtives at Jupiter Builders too.
Don’t expect that I wouldn’t know about that!” Hayden got angry when he heard Mason’s words that
implied a different meaning.
“During the tender review, our department reviewed the tender proposal based on thepany’s
requirements strictly. What about your department? I think Jupiter Builders has given you a handsome
reward!” continued Mason.
“Mason, stop trying to nder me!” Hayden yelled as he heard Mason expose his identity. His face
turned pale, and he kept stealing nces at Curtis. “Mr. Faymon, don’t listen to Mr. Quin’s
nonsense. I admit I have rtives at Jupiter Builders, but they’re just workers. They don’t hold any
position at thepany.”
The tension in the conference room had thickened and reached its peak.
Each department started to push the me on one another. None of them wanted to admit that they
made mistakes in the project at Yartran.
Among all the shareholders, a young man wearing a brown jacket with light gray hair watched the
situation unfold with crossed arms. He raised his eyebrows before staring at Curtis inquisitively.
“Have you all argued enough?” The calm and collected young man had endured twenty minutes of
argument between the managers of the rted departments. His expression darkened as his nce
swept past everyone. “The goal of today’s meeting is for you to determine the reason ande up with
a solution, but since the meeting started, you’ve been arguing and pushing the me on one another
for the past twenty-five minutes.”
The young man’s voice was low, but it was not hard to detect anger resonating through it. “Has Faymon
Group been too kind to all of you? Hm?”
The managers of the departments sitting at the table immediately turned pale when the young man
said that.
Indeed, things had been smooth sailing at Faymon Group recently. That caused many of the
department managers to start cking off.
Did Curtis know about it? Of course, he did.
Hence, he decided to take advantage of thendslide incident at the real estate project of Yartran to
make some personnel adjustments. “Three days. I’ll give you all three days to investigate the reason
behind thendslide. Send me a detailed report after that.”
Curtis closed the file and ced it aside before leaving the conference room.
“Mr. Faymon, Mrs. Faymon called you just now.” Robin hurried over to greet Curtis when he saw him
exit. “She said she’ll be homete tonight and that you don’t need to wait for her to have dinner
together.”
Upon hearing that, Curtis’ expression darkened even more. “Did she say what she was going to do?”
“No.” Robin carefully stole a nce at Curtis’ expression and noticed the displeasure. He then said,
“However, when she phoned, I heard someone in the background mention a Beryl Pavilion.”
Beryl Pavilion?
Beryl Pavilion was a new restaurant that recently opened in Norwal City. It was famous among the
upper circle of aristocrats. That was because Beryl Pavilion served dishes of premium quality, and the
chef had previously worked for Isaac.
When Curtis returned to his office, he noticed the dozens of missed calls and a message from Rayna.
The message was short and straightforward as it wrote: I’ll be homete. Please don’t wait for me to
have dinner.
It was only to notify him, but it did not exin why she was going to be homete nor why she was
going to Beryl Pavilion.
He held his phone in one hand and took his car keys from the drawer. He then gave some orders to
Robin before leaving the office.
In a private room at Beryl Pavilion, Rayna sat alone. On the table was a takeaway box, and inside was
her favorite—fish and chips.
That day, when she met up with Kristie and Jasmine, Kristie used an application on her phone to order
food for the ce of their gathering. Initially, they would only have a few drinks and snacks, but she did
not expect Kristie to have ordered fish and chips. They tasted exactly like the ones Jefferson used to
make, which caused her to be suspicious.
She thought of visiting the newly opened Beryl Pavilion to see who the chef was.
“Mrs. Faymon, I’m truly sorry, but our head chef is not feeling well today. Please—” The manager of the
VIP private room at the restaurant pushed the door open and felt troubled to see Rayna still sitting
there.
“He’s not feeling well? Or is it because he doesn’t want to meet me?” Rayna was not stupid. She knew
the chef of Beryl Pavilion did not want to meet her.
“Um…” The manager was also troubled but could not force the chef toe. After all, Beryl Pavilion
became famous because of him.
“This is my contact number. Please give it to the head chef. If he wants to meet me, have him call this
number.” Rayna gave her assistant’s number before picking up the takeaway box and leaving the
private room.
After leaving the private room, she walked down the long hallway and looked outside the window to see
that it was already dark outside.C0ntent ? 2024 (N/?)velDrama.Org.
Rayna looked down at the takeaway box in her hands and sighed. She then walked toward a nearby
trashcan and threw the box inside.
“Mr. Faymon.” Rayna took out a wet wipe to clean her hands when she heard someone say that.
Curtis? Why is he here?
Rayna quickly wiped her hands and made her way toward the voice that called out that name.
“Which private room is my wife in?” Curtis stared at the manager sharply, causing a shiver up the
latter’s spine.
The manager of the restaurant was also an observant person. He could sense that Curtis was not in a
good mood that day.
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