Dear Sweetheart Chapter 140 Friendzoned Some of the shareholders analyzed the situation and felt that Faymon Group still had a chance to recover, so they refused to sell their original issue shares. Rayna requested Curtis for guidance, and after negotiating with those stubborn shareholders, she managed to repurchase their shares.
At the same time, Sienna and Chester had been discreetly purchasing the original issue shares from the other shareholders as well.
When Rayna found out about that, she was even more certain that they were the ones behind the news. They were doing this to get Faymon Groupâs original issue shares.
It was easy to purchase the shares but difficult to sell them.
Bankruptcy was an announcement that Faymon Group was going to make eventually. Some companies were even making plans to acquire it and were thinking about how people who tried to buy Faymon Groupâs original issue shares at a high price were idiots.
Rayna tired herself out for days, and an ulcer even formed in her mouth.
As Jessica applied medication for Rayna, she cursed at Curtis. âMr. Faymonâs too much! He canât use his legs, but he can still use his brain! Why must you play the villain in this while he enjoys his time at home?â
âItâs not convenient for him to show up in the office like this,â Rayna said after inhaling sharply from the sting. âHelp me get some foundation to cover up the scar on my face. I need to go out.â
âItâs raining today. Why are you going out?â
âIâve invited Mr. Hunt out for a meal.â
âWhy the heck are you doing that?â Jessica rolled her eyes. Despite feeling grumpy about it, she took some foundation and carefully patted it on Raynaâs face. âYour wound isnât completely healed yet. Are you sure itâs fine for us to put foundation over it?â
Rayna chuckled. âItâs fine. Mr. York has treated it and covered a protective layer over the wound. Iâll tear the layer off after I remove my makeup. It doesnât seem nice for me to have a meal with someone with a scar on my face.â
Jessica huffed. âDonât you know why you have that wound on your face? Thatâs why I say Mr. Faymonâs a heartless man. Youâre working so hard for him, but he never once talked about giving you anything in return. Nana, you should stop liking men like him, or youâre going to suffer even more.â
Raynaâs heart skipped a beat. âWhen did I say I like him?â
âDo I look blind to you?â Jessica patted the powder harder on Raynaâs face. âWhy are you doing so much for him if you donât like him? You even shielded him from a knife! Nana, arenât you afraid that Curtis will just friendzone you? Hey, are you listening to me?â
âI heard you. Iâm in a rush. Bye.â After touching up the last bit of her makeup, Rayna grabbed her bag and darted out of the room.
The door closed behind her, shutting off Jessica.
Upon entering the elevator, Rayna heaved a sigh of relief.
Jessicaâs words were like a spell, circling in her mind and making frustration grow in her.
Even if she once was interested in Curtis, that was no longer the case.
Curtis was engaged, and she hadnât been visiting him at the mansion when she thought about the somewhat inappropriate incidents that had happened at the hospital.
She was only helping Faymon Group and Curtis because Curtis had shielded her from a fatal blow during the accident. In addition, he had given her much trust after she became the acting CEO. Those were the kindness she was repaying him for, and what she was doing was partially for the sake of finding out the truth behind Jonathanâs death.
It was a rainy day. Afraid that she would be caught in the traffic, Rayna took the bus to the hotel they had agreed on.
However, the rain had caused the collapse of a part of the road, and all of the vehicles were trapped. The bus could not even turn around.
Rayna glanced at the time as her worry heightened.
After waiting for around two minutes, she figured that the traffic would not be cleared any time soon. She checked the map and found out that running to the hotel from where she was would take around fifteen minutes. Without wasting any more time, she told the bus driver she wanted to alight.
Rayna walked as quickly as she could while taking out her phone to call Owen.
When the call went through, she said in the most humble way she could, âMy sincerest apologies, Mr. Hunt. Is it okay for you to wait for me for another ten minutes? The road ahead of the one I was on collapsed, and Iâm currently running to the hotel.â
âMs. Garland, you should know that Iâm a busy man. Iâve already turned down several requests for a meeting to have a meal with you. Weâll have to rearrange this meeting if you canât come at the agreed time.â
Owenâs tone was polite, but it was clear that he was telling Rayna to appear right away, or else their deal was no longer on the table.
âIâm really sorry, Mr. Hunt. Iâll be there as quickly as I can,â Rayna said. The moment she ended the call, the wrath she felt nearly made her throw her phone away.
Why in the world Uncle Curtis chose these guys? Theyâre all so arrogant!
Not watching her step, Rayna hit an uneven spot and fell.
The muddy water splashed all over her face and drenched her.
âMiss, are you okay?â A small hand reached over to Rayna, and in the hand was a pack of tissues.
âThank you,â Rayna said as she took the tissues and rose to her feet.
It was then she saw that the boy was dressed in trekking clothes, a helmet, and a mask. Beside him was a black mountain bike, and his entire appearance made him seem cool.
These eyes...
Rayna stared at the familiar eyes. Right as she was wondering where she had seen the boy before, the boy took off his mask and looked at her with bright eyes. âWhat a coincidence!â
âItâs you?â It was the boy who had picked up her car keys in the mallâthe one who looked like a copy of Theodore. Rayna froze for a second before giving him a smile. âWhat a coincidence indeed. You helped me out again.â
âNo worries,â came the boyâs response. âIt looks like youâve dirtied your coat.â
With that, he started fishing for another pack of tissue from his bag.
âItâs fine. Iâll just throw it away.â Rayna soon recollected herself. She took off her coat and threw it into the trash can, then took off her heels and broke them to convert them into flats.
After tucking her feet into the shoes, she muttered, âThis feels much better.â
The boy was dumbfounded by Raynaâs fluid motions.
When Rayna combed her damp hair back and flashed him a confident smile, he gasped out loud. âYouâre too cool! I thought youâd be crying after the fall.â
Rayna chuckled. âCrying wonât solve anything. Iâd rather use the time to think of a way to solve this.â
âWhy are you out here alone on a rainy day?â Rayna asked as she tidied her hair. At the same time, she kept glancing at the boyâs face.
Is he related to Theodore?
The boy smiled sweetly. âI had training today, but my teacher didnât come, so I came out here to train alone. I never thought itâd start raining so suddenly. Luckily, the rain isnât that heavy.â
âWonât your family be worried about you?â
âNo way! I know martial arts!â The boy lifted his chin. âDonât underestimate me because of my small size. Most people canât lay a finger on me.â
âHow old are you?â
âAlmost four!â
Rayna lowered her head to look at him. âFour? But you must be a hundred and forty centimeters now!â
âThatâs because my daddy is tall.â The boy was proud when he mentioned his father. âMy daddyâs a hundred and ninety centimeters. I hope I can be as tall as him someday.â
Unable to hold herself back, Rayna asked, âWhoâs your father?â
It was only after the question was out of her mouth did she realize how inappropriate it was. An awkward look crossed her face, and she said, âI sound like a bad guy, donât I? I was just curious because youâre tall.â
The boy did not mind, and he even chuckled cutely. âThatâs fine. Even if youâre a bad guy, Iâll defeat you in no time!â
Rayna was speechless to hear that.
Hey, donât get carried away, little one.