Dear Sweetheart novel

“All of them?” The sales assistant was stupefied, for one of those suits cost tens of thousands. When he

heard that Rayna was getting everything, a huge smile broke out on his face, and he brought all those

suits to the counter for packing.

“Hold on,” Rayna suddenly called out with a smile. “You see, I’m a little of a clean freak. I don’t like

people touching my things. I don’t want any of the suits you just touched.”

“Miss, you…” The man’s face fell.

“What is it?” Rayna asked back. “That’s what you said to the old man. You should be glad he shops at

your store, yet you spurned him as if you don’t think he can afford your products.”

With that said, Rayna went over to hold the old man. “Let’s go, sir. There are other better stores around

here where people are not rude.”

Despite dressing basically, the old man gave off an elegant air. Throughout the whole encounter, he

remained calm and composed, and when Rayna invited him, he darted his sharp gaze at her and

nodded. “Sure,” he said.

Then, the three of them left for another shop.

“Were you picking a suit for someone, sir?” Rayna asked.

“Yes. I was looking for a suit for my son. His birthday is coming soon, although I forgot when exactly it is.

I wanted to buy him a necktie. Could you pick one for me?”

“Of course. I’m also getting my brother a suit and a tie.”

They went into Armani, and Rayna told the agent James’ size. After James went to try out his suit, she

chose a necktie for the old man.

“May I know the color of the suits your son usually wears?” she asked.

“Mostly black. He’s picky. He doesn’t like anything too colorful.”

Rayna swept her gaze across the ties at the display counter and picked two after a while. “What do you

think about these?”

“I like your taste,” the man complimented.

“I’ll take these two, then. Could you wrap them up? It’s a gift,” Rayna said to the sales assistant.

“Right away.”

At the same time, James had just tried two sets of suits, and Rayna felt both fitted him well, so she

selected two neckties to go with each suit and paid for everything in one go.

When the old man saw this, he went forward to stop her. “I can pay for the neckties.”

“It’s okay. They are not that expensive. You should keep the money for yourself,” Rayna insisted, pushing

back his card, for the man reminded her a lot of her grandfather, who had passed away.

The old man thanked her profusely and offered to treat them to a drink.

Rayna and James accepted the offer and ordered two milkshakes at COCO. While paying, the old man

ordered one for himself as well. After that, the lot went downstairs together.

“Get home safely, sir. Bye!” Rayna said with a smile as she got into the cab.

“Bye!” The man smiled back.

Not long after Rayna left, a black sedan pulled up beside the road, and Gabriel darted over to the old

man. “Old Mr. Faymon! Mr. Faymon asked me to come over to pick you up.”

“You don’t have to rush over if you’re busy,” Alfred said as he pulled open the door and went to the

backseat. He took two mouthfuls of the milkshake he had bought. Hm. It’s too sweet, but it tastes nice. I

bet that’s why young people like this so much.

When Gabriel got in the car, Alfred instructed, “Get me a passion fruit milkshake from COCO.”

“Passion fruit milkshake?” the assistant blurted. He was in for a shock when he saw that Alfred had a cup

of milkshake in his hand. “I thought you only liked coffee. Since when did you start taking milkshakes?”

“Don’t tell me I can’t have it because I’m old. This is the trend now. I bet that’s why you’re still single. You

don’t even know how to talk nicely.”

Gabriel facepalmed in his heart.

Come on. You don’t have to say something so personal, Old Mr. Faymon.

Meanwhile, Rayna brought James to buy a pair of shoes when their cab passed by a sneaker store. “I

don’t want you wearing other people’s shoes. You might get stinky feet.”

James played along and went into the shop with her.

Phew. Luckily, she has no idea what I meant by “equipment.” She would kill me if she knew.

After a day of shopping, the two siblings returned to see Linda with all the goods they had bought.

Like Rayna, the mother was thrown off guard when she saw James had grown much taller. She talked to

him for a bit and prepared food in the kitchen. James offered to help, but Linda refused.

“Just let her be,” Rayna chimed in, biting an apple. “She only gets to cook more dishes when we’re

around. She usually just cooks for herself.”

James suddenly felt miserable. “I’ll try to come home more often.”

“You just need to focus on your studies,” Rayna reminded. She did not want her brother to get distracted.

“Roxanne and I will come home more often, so you don’t have to worry.”

“All right,” James replied shortly. He suddenly remembered something and dug his hand into his pocket

before taking out a ring. “Take this, Rayna. I made this on my own. It has a tracking system in it.”

The black and thin ring looked ordinary without any embellishment.

“Tap once to activate it, and tap twice to shut it down,” James explained, doing a demonstration. The ring

turned dark red with a single touch. “Tap it once when you’re in danger. I’ll go to your rescue when I get a

notification.”