Dear Sweetheart novel

There was a faint scent of sandalwood in the living room. Curtis did not appear to be present, despite the

pleasant aroma.

Noticing that Wyatt was still sticking to Jessica, Rayna rolled her eyes and changed out of her shoes.

Just as she was about to place the supplements down, she heard people conversing.

At that discovery, she walked toward the bar, where she found two housekeepers chatting while leaning

against the counter. It seemed like they did not spot Rayna. “Say, is Mr. Faymon’s leg really beyond

saving?” one asked.

“Yeah,” the other whispered. “From what I’ve heard, he won’t be able to walk anymore. How pitiful. He’s

still so young, yet he will be confined to a wheelchair for the rest of his life.”

“I know! What’s the point in having a lot of money if you can’t walk?”

“I’m guessing the daughter of the Sanders family will break off the engagement with Mr. Faymon sooner

or later. After all, no one would want to marry a disabled person.”

The two housekeepers gossiped unscrupulously, their harsh words piercing Rayna’s heart like a knife.

Uncle Curtis would be devastated if he heard this. Hasn’t he suffered enough?

An inexplicable sense of rage surged up within Rayna, and she placed the bag of supplements heavily

on the bar.

The loud noise caused the two housekeepers to turn around, and they jumped in fright at the sight of

Rayna.

They had watched the news, so naturally, they knew Rayna was the current acting CEO of Faymon

Group.

Trembling, they said fearfully, “M-Ms. Garland—”

Rayna sneered. “I wouldn’t dare to be called such. You may address me as Ms. Garland, but who knows

what you’re talking about me behind my back?”

The faces of the two housekeepers turned ghastly pale.

Rayna continued frostily, “You two are fired. Pack your things and leave!”

One of the housekeepers immediately begged for mercy in a panic. “M-Ms. Garland, we know what we

did wrong. Please forgive us. We promise never to do that again.”

“I don’t want to repeat my words. No matter how capable you are, it’s not of interest to me. I hate people

who gossip behind other people’s backs,” Rayna replied unceremoniously, her countenance turning cold.

Wyatt walked over and asked curiously, “What did they do to anger you so much?”

“They didn’t anger me. They were gossiping about Mr. Faymon,” she explained the situation to him

briefly. “Tell them to get out of here. I’ll hire more housekeepers for Mr. Faymon myself.”

“Oh, my. How repulsive it is to talk behind your boss’ back,” Wyatt replied indignantly. However, he shot

the housekeepers a meaningful look when Rayna was not paying attention and demanded, “Pack your

things and scram!”

The two housekeepers dared not say anything else, scurrying off to pack their things.

Rayna, who was tidying the bar, shot Wyatt a disdainful look. “Mr. Lopez, please change your bad habit

of only looking at appearances. Those with pretty faces can be evil.”

“I didn’t choose them. It’s Jeremy!” he exclaimed, pushing the blame onto Jeremy.

Rayna scoffed. Evidently, she did not believe him. “I know Mr. York’s character. He would never do

something stupid like this.”

“You’re placing your trust in him blindly!” Wyatt reproached. The second he caught sight of Jessica from

the corner of his eyes, he ran over to her and complained, “Jessie, look. Rayna’s bullying me. Help me

out here.”

“What were you guys talking about?” Jessica asked. She had been touring the extravagant mansion the

moment she entered. As she peeled the orange in her hands, she continued, “Wow. This orange is so

sweet. It’s super delicious.”

“Really? Let me have a taste too.” Wyatt opened his mouth.

Seeing that, Jessica put two segments of the orange into his mouth.

To be honest, he did not find the orange sweet. However, it was personally fed to him by her, so he was

elated. “It is delicious! Let’s take some with us when we leave.”

Jessica whispered, “Is that appropriate? Will Mr. Faymon allow us to do that?”

“It’s only a few oranges! It’s fine!”

Rayna watched the whole exchange with an expressionless face. Should I say that Jessica is too gullible

or that Wyatt’s methods are simply too superb? He managed to get along with her so well in just a few

hours. From the looks of it, James may lose out.

“Why are you guys here?”

Curtis, who heard their commotion from upstairs, finally came out of the room. Standing at the landing,

he saw that Wyatt, Rayna, as well as Jessica were chatting noisily in the living room.

His gaze fell on Rayna.

The woman had not contacted him for quite some time, which led him to wonder if she was avoiding him

on purpose. Her visit on that day was undoubtedly beyond his expectations.

“Curtis!” Wyatt waved at Curtis with a grin plastered to his face. “I went to the office to look for Rayna

today. She told me she has some work matters to discuss with you, so I brought her here. Also, Jessica

is here too.”

Jessica immediately extended a greeting. “Hello, Mr. Faymon.”

Curtis grunted softly in acknowledgment before going downstairs using the stair lift.

Rayna found it hard to breathe as she watched the man in a comfortable set of loungewear travel down

the staircase with a gentle expression on his face. All of a sudden, she did not know how to face him, so

she headed to the kitchen to wash some fruit.

An idea popped up in Wyatt’s mind, and he immediately put his arm over Jessica’s shoulders. “Jessie,

let’s go. I’ll take you to see the garden. You can pluck some rare roses to grow at home.”

“Really?” As a matter of fact, she saw the garden ages ago and thus was well aware of its variety of rare

plant species. However, she was embarrassed to head over there herself. Since Wyatt had brought it up,

she accepted the invitation eagerly and hurried him into taking her there.

Soon, Curtis was the only one left in the spacious living room.

With a press of a button on the wheelchair, he slowly glided into the kitchen. There, he stared at Rayna,

who had her back toward him.

“Why haven’t you contacted me on WhatsApp these days?” he asked.

“There’s nothing much going on in the office,” Rayna replied without turning around. “Moreover, I can ask

Mr. Lopez if I have any queries. You can get a good rest without me disturbing you.”

“I’ve never found you a disturbance.”

Instantly, her ears reddened. The apple slipped from her hands and fell into the sink. She swiftly reached

for it and gave it another wash.

Curtis placed both hands on his lap and waited patiently.

Ten minutes later, she still showed no signs of turning around to look at him. At that, he parted his lips.

“Rayna, I thought you came here to visit me? Do you intend to wash fruit all day with your back toward

me?”