Dear Sweetheart novel

She heard someone knocking on her door when she exited the bathroom after washing up.

“I’m awake. What’s the matter?” Rayna asked politely.

The housekeeper replied, “Ms. Garland, please have your meal in the dining room, then head to Old Mr. Terblanc’s

study. This is an order from Old Mr. Terblanc.”

“All right. I got it.”

Rayna didn’t want to wear the heavy dress yesterday, so she put on the clothes she had worn when she arrived.

Upon entering the dining room downstairs, she saw Jefferson had already reached, and he was the only person

there.

He walked over and pulled out a chair for her.

After Rayna took a seat, she asked him in an undertone, “It’s just us? Aren’t your dad and Arnaud having their

meal?”

He poured her a glass of milk while answering halfheartedly, “My dad received a document before lunch and went

upstairs in a rage. A short while later, he summoned Arnaud to his study too.”

“Is that the document you mentioned?”

“Yes.”

“That’s pretty fast.” Nevertheless, the situation was advantageous to them. Rayna added, “The housekeeper told

me to go to your dad’s study after I finish my lunch. Will you be going as well?”

After seeing him nodding his head, Rayna grew impatient. “Let’s hurry up and eat, and then we can go and see

Arnaud getting punished. This will decide whether we can acquire the right of inheritance.”

Taking in her adorable mien, Jefferson chuckled.

After finishing their lunch, they went to Boniel’s study together. Rayna witnessed Boniel giving Arnaud a hard slap

across the latter’s face through the left-ajar door when she arrived at the entrance.

“B*stard! Didn’t I tell you not to meddle in this shady business? Are you turning a deaf ear to my warnings?”

Jefferson knocked on the door. “Dad, can we come in?”

“Come in!”

Upon entering the study, Jefferson and Rayna noticed the documents scattered across the floor. Boniel wore a

furious expression, evidently just having vented his anger, while Arnaud stood before his father with his head

lowered.

Jefferson picked up all the documents and asked, “Dad, what’s going on?”

“Have a look yourself!” Boniel tossed the file on the table to Jefferson and bellowed, “Your brother is resorting to

unscrupulous methods to earn money. He’s even participating in shady business like this!”

Arnaud licked his numb lips and straightened his back. “Dad, things have changed now. The Philier family is also

taking part in this business. Do you want to get cast aside by the other clans?”

“Shut your mouth!” Boniel slapped Arnaud again. “I’ve told you this. You can pull any scam or deception when doing

business, but you’re forbidden from involving yourselves with this unethical dealing!”

Jefferson pretended to browse through the file before saying to Arnaud, “Arnaud, I know you’re trying to win more

people’s support, but you’ve indeed made a mistake by going against Dad’s will in partaking in such business.”

Arnaud turned to look at Jefferson with his cold and malicious gaze. “Do you think I don’t know you’re behind this?”

“Mr. Cyrus, you can spew as much nonsense as you wish, but you can’t simply pin the blame on others.” Rayna

waited for the right moment to speak. “You assume Calbert is framing you. Well, I think you tricked Calbert into

giving up his right of inheritance.”

“You’re not qualified to speak here!” Arnaud snapped fiercely.

“Cyrus!” Boniel slammed the tabletop forcefully and roared, “She’s your brother’s girlfriend. Why are you shouting

at a woman?”

Then, he swept his eyes across Jefferson and Arnaud. “You two are competing against one another more

ferociously than those families with over ten male siblings. I’m being utterly shamed by you two!”

Jefferson and Arnaud fell silent.

Boniel placed his hands on his hips and paced around inside the study for a long while before he said to Jefferson,

“Your brother’s mistake is unforgivable. I’ll give you another chance to regain the Terblanc family’s right of

inheritance.”

Arnaud looked at Boniel. “Dad, you’re too biased toward him!”

Boniel sneered. “I’m being biased? Is his error as severe as yours? Or do you wish me to revoke your right of

inheritance and gift the Terblanc family’s assets to someone else?”

Arnaud kept quiet and grimaced.

Jefferson took a step forward. “Dad, I will solve any difficulties to reclaim my right of inheritance.”

Boniel took out a document from the drawer of his desk. Then, he affixed his signature and handed it to Jefferson.

“The Tenth The King’s Party will be held in two months, and members of many families will be participating in the

event. As long as everyone on this name list signs this document, I will announce your reclamation of the Terblanc

family’s right of inheritance.”

He paused briefly and added, “I’m tired and wish to step down from the leadership position in the group. I’ll carry

out a test in the future to assess which of you is more capable of taking over the Terblanc family. Of course, that is

provided that you can regain the right of inheritance. Otherwise, I’ll only evaluate your brother since you won’t be

qualified to share any part of the Terblanc family’s asset.”

Rayna furrowed her brows. I really don’t know if Boniel is biased toward Jefferson or if he’s trying to make things

worse for the latter. After Arnaud becomes aware of this matter, he will undoubtedly devise plans to stop the

politicians from signing the document. In this case, Jefferson will face much more obstacles in recovering his right

of inheritance.

Jefferson received the document without hesitation and nodded. “Rest assured, Dad. I will accomplish this task.”

“That’s enough. All of you can get out now.”

Annoyed by the sight of his burdensome sons, Boniel chased them out of his study.

When Rayna was leaving the room, she unintentionally noticed the large oil painting hanging on the wall. The

woman in the picture was beautiful, and her eyes twinkled kindly. She was none other than Sandy before she was

disfigured.

Rayna thought hatefully. If it weren’t for Boniel’s ruthlessness in forcing himself on Sandy, Curtis wouldn’t have lost

his parents. Curtis wouldn’t be related to Jefferson, and these bothersome problems wouldn’t have arisen.

Sensing her wobbly gait, Jefferson reached out to support her. “Are you feeling nauseous again?”

“I’m fine.”

Rayna’s heart ached when she met his concerned gaze. I shouldn’t have harbored that kind of thought just now. If

Jefferson’s identity had been altered, we wouldn’t have met, and my life would’ve certainly become different. In

that case, I wouldn’t have met the love of my life too.

“Jefferson, thank you.” She expressed her heartfelt gratitude. “If I didn’t encounter you in the past, I wouldn’t have

met with Julian and all my other friends. Not to mention, all these events have made my life much more interesting

and colorful.”

Upon hearing that, Jefferson felt a hint of desolation in his chest. He bore his blue eyes into her. “Me too.”

Still, he was filled with immense regrets because he had severed the possibility of them becoming a couple with his

own hands, and there wasn’t any way for him to recover that anymore.

If he had known that time would change everything, he would never let go of her, no matter the price he had to

pay.

“That’s enough. Let’s drop this topic.” Rayna pursed her lips as they walked forward side by side. She asked, “Is

anyone on the name list who is on good terms with you?”

“There is, but…” He paused briefly while handing her the name list. “Most of the politicians are better acquainted

with Arnaud. Aside from family background, networking also plays a critical role in this circle. When I lost my right

of inheritance, those politicians who were friendly with me have probably switched sides to butter Arnaud up.”

Rayna received the name list and browsed through the content. Her body shuddered when she saw the name at

the bottom of the page. It’s Jeremy.

The King’s Party was a significant event among the elites of Yartran. Jeremy served Loang and was a well-known

figure in the scientific research community. Hence, it wasn’t surprising for the organizer to invite him.

Noticing the frown on her face, Jefferson said, “Don’t worry, Belle. I am still the Terblanc family’s second born son,

after all. Perhaps they’ll do me a favor if I pay them a visit.”

She shook her head. “I know you take enzyme inhibitors daily, and your body’s condition is improving. However, the

doctor did mention negative emotions and fatigue will rapidly worsen your illness. Therefore, let me handle this.”

“No!” he refused coldly. “You’ve been overexerting yourself for my sake and almost suffered from miscarriage

previously. I won’t let you shoulder this task alone this time anymore.”