Dear Sweetheart Chapter 621
Chapter 621
“Mineral water is just distilled water. It does nothing apart from quenching your thirst. in-boiled water
has better nutrients than mineral water,” Nora exined sternly. She then picked up the thermos from
the table and shook it in front of Chandler. “Make sure you finish thister. It soothes your throat.”
“What’s that?” Chandler knitted his brows, eyeing Nora with suspicion.
“It’s peppermint tea, and it tastes good. You were suffering from throat difort just a while ago,
right? Taking too many medicines is harmful to your body, so I looked up the inte and found that
this can cure coughing. It’s great for your throat,” exined Nora while adjusting her sses. “You’re
nning to publish an album, right? With the current condition of your throat, you’ll suffer from long-
term effects if you don’t take care of your throat.”
After listening to Nora’s exnation which sounded extremely professional, Chandler extended his
hand and said, “Give it to me. Let me have a look.”
Nora instantly broke into a smile and uncapped the thermos for Chandler. “Take a whiff. It has a
refreshing sweet smell, right?”
Chandler leaned closer and inhaled deeply, catching a whiff of a faint refreshing sweet smell. “Pour
some for me to try.”
Humming a response, Nora took the cup she brought along and was about to pour some when she
heard the director shouting, “Chandler, we’re going to shoot the next scene.”
“I have to go. I’lle back and drink itter,” informed Chandler before striding away.
Meanwhile, Nora watched him leave, putting down the thermos and screwing the cap back on it.
Things had not been peaceful at Faymon Group for the past few days. A tense atmosphere
enshrouded the entirepany.
In fact, Curtis had a grim expression the moment he stepped into Faymon Group.
As soon as he exited the elevator, Robin, who had been waiting outside, approached. Before Robin
could even say anything, Curtis asked, “What did Yartran’s Civil Engineering Bureau say?”
“Our colleagues at Yartran say the Civil Engineering Bureau hasbeled today’s incident as an illegal
operation.” With that, Robin handed Curtis a faxed document. “Please take a look at this document. It
contains thements from Yartran’s Civil Engineering Bureau.”
Curtis took the document and quickly looked through it before returning it to Robin. “Did you inform the
representative of Jupiter Builders?”
“We tried contacting him, but no one could get a hold of him.” The second Robin finished his sentence,
Curtis halted in his tracks and turned around to stare at the former, who hung his head low and did not
dare to utter a single word.
After some time, Curtis asked in a low voice, “Why didn’t you report such an important matter to me?”
His tone was thick with anger.
“Well, Mr. Chapman kept it from us in the beginning. In fact, I just found out about this from the other
employees,” Robin said softly, clearly sounding not confident.
Curtis’ already gloomy expression turned even colder, so much so that Robin could not help but
shudder as the surrounding temperature seemed to drop.
Meanwhile, Bruno and the other shareholders were waiting for Curtis’ arrival in the emergency
conference room.
Sitting opposite Bruno was the veteran shareholder of Faymon Group, Hank Queens.
He was over eighty years old and had a headful of gray hair, but his countenance looked much
younger. One nce at his face would make people think he was around ten years younger than his
actual age.
“When is Mr. Faymoning?” Hank rested his arms on his walking stick while constantly throwing
nces at the door to the conference room.
“He should be here soon,” someone responded.
In the meantime, Curtis was alone in the CEO’s office. He had just ended a phone call and was holding
his phone. A hostile aura enveloped him as he said nothing for a long time.
Robin, who was waiting behind him, did not dare to make a single sound.
“Who was the one who informed Hayden?” Curtis queried after moments of silence.
“It was Mr. Jameson who contacted Mr. Farwell,” answered Robin.
A murderous glint shed across Curtis’ eyes when he heard that. A whileter, he instructed, “Tell
them today’s meeting is postponed.”
Upon hearing that, Robin widened his eyes and stammered, “B-But Mr. Queens is attending today’s
meeting, too.”
To Robin’s dismay, Curtis shoved his phone into his pocket and uttered indifferently, “Don’t bother
about him.”
In fact, Hank’s presence was precisely the reason why the meeting had to be postponed.
Robin knew there was no changing Curtis’ mind. At the same time, he also knew Curtis would never
make a wrong decision. “I’ll inform them now.”
Rayna, who was at the Faymon residence, was viewing the video Larry had sent. After confirming the
person in the video was Chandler, she was at ease.
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As she was about to put down her phone, a piece of news rted to Faymon Group popped up on her
screen. It piqued her interest, so she tapped on it.
The link directed her to an eight-minute video of an interview taken at Yartran.
Rayna was aware that Faymon Group had a newly-developed real estate project at Yartran. However,
she knew little about the details.
After all, she never really concerned herself about Faymon Group’s issues.
Curtis, on the other hand, barely mentioned anything about thepany whenever he returned home.
Since he did not bring up anything, she decided not to ask.
The host of the interview was describing in detail how Faymon Group’s real estate projects were
operated illegally, how thepany had abused its power as the organizer to hire workers without
construction qualifications and work experience, and so on.
Rayna’s expression darkened when she finished watching the entire video. Frowning, she murmured,
“Why didn’t he say anything when such a major matter happened?”
This isn’t the first time andslide happened at their construction site. And now, they’re even exposed
for appointing internal construction workers to be in charge of the engineering team. Such a thing only
needs to happen once to make Faymon Group aughingstock to the public.
The more Rayna thought about it, the more uneasy she felt. Hence, she dialed Curtis’ number, but no
one answered it after a long time.
She tried again, but to no avail.
In the end, Rayna dialed Robin’s number, which was answered after two rings. “Where’s your boss?”
Rayna’s tone wasced with displeasure.
“Mr. Faymon…” Robin cautiously stole a nce at the man still standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling
window. Gulping, he answered, “He’s in a meeting.”
With that, the call ended with a click from the other end of the line. Robin could not help but frown as he
eyed the phone on the table.
In the meantime, Rayna stared at the phone screen for a long time while standing under the pavilion in
the Faymon residence’s courtyard. She then got up and marched into the house with the phone.
“Mr. Jovan, the official document from the Civil Engineering Bureau is here,” said the secretary, Ivan
Yakov, while handing the man an envelope made of kraft paper. “This was found in the mailbox today.”
The man reached out to take the envelope and examined both sides of it before saying, “This isn’t an
envelope from Yartran.”
Yartran, too, had envelopes made of kraft paper. However, the design waspletely different.
“Indeed. This envelope isn’t from Yartran. I’ve already gotten someone to look into this. Apparently,
only Chanaea and Moranta are the only countries that produce these kind of envelopes, while Hawen
once imported arge amount of it,” exined Ivan.
Since Yartran produced its own kraft paper envelopes, the country never imported them from other
countries.
On top of that, kraft paper envelopes were mostly used to deliver political documents. To make them
more distinguishable frommon business documents,panies would not use kraft paper
envelopes to contain their documents.
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