Dear Sweetheart novel

Rayna shook her head. “We are not sure whether the person Marcus mentioned is on Arnaud’s side. If that person

isn’t aligned with Arnaud, Arnaud will definitely interfere with you knowing that you have not convinced Marcus.

Keep an eye on Arnaud’s movements, and leave me in charge of dealing with Marcus.”

Jefferson said in distress, “I don’t want you to be so tired.”

“It’s okay. I’ve been doing this for so many days, so one night more won’t make a difference.” At the end of her

reply, she beamed at him. Her radiant smile was alluring, instantly enchanting him.

There was nothing for him to be discontented about when he had such a gorgeous and brilliant lady by his side.

The car arrived at Atlantis Hotel at eight in the evening.

Atlantis Hotel was one of the few eight-star hotels in the world. The luxurious hotel hosted a lot of famous banquets

and auctions. In fact, royalties even celebrated their birthdays here.

Rayna had stayed in a seven-star hotel before on a business trip, but it was her first time visiting an eight-star one.

As soon as she got out of the car, she was shocked by the opulence of the hotel.

After following Jefferson into the elevator, she leaned closer to him and whispered, “I heard that this is a grand

party, and almost all of the elites and politicians in the city are here. Is it true?”

He grunted an acknowledgment in response before saying, “At first, the party was hosted by royalty for

entertainment purposes. Unexpectedly, some foreign businessmen view the party as an opportunity to gain fame

and expand their businesses. Politicians also leaped at the chance to do networking. The royalty figured that this

was a great chance for them to earn easy money and rope in foreign investment, so they decided to hold it every

year. Since then, the number of guests has increased yearly, and the celebration has become increasingly

grandiose.”

“Well, the royalty sure are very business-minded!” Rayna remarked. “If I were to spend one million to attend the

party, I’d still be profiting from the networking opportunity even if I didn’t manage to negotiate a deal. I could call

them when I’m free. No business person would miss a profitable business, right? If we couldn’t be business

partners, I could still use them to expand my network further.”

“That’s a very astute analysis.” Jefferson nodded with a smile. “You make me want to entrust my business to you.”

Waving her hands as a sign of rejection, she muttered, “Please don’t! It was just the talk from a layman. Theory is

very different from practice. Don’t think too highly of me.”

“It’s not that I think highly of you, but it’s that you are very smart and learn things quickly,” he said, his tone full of

honesty. “I don’t mind suffering the loss of a few companies if you can learn something from it. I’d think it’s worth

it.”

“We’re here.” As soon as the elevator doors were opened, Rayna strode out. “Let’s talk about this some other

time.”

Jefferson’s eyes dimmed in disappointment at her forced interruption.

It took him an entire month to digest the reality after he found out about his parentage that night. Even so, he

could not accept the fact that he and Curtis were half-brothers.

He refused to acknowledge his relationship with Curtis. At the same time, he did not want Rayna to return to the

latter one day.

On the surface, she was good to him, but he knew she would never see him the same as Curtis.

She was willing to take over Faymon Group and went the extra mile working for Curtis. On the contrary, she turned

down everything he offered to her, no matter how valuable the proposition was.

Noticing that Jefferson was still in the elevator, Rayna turned around and asked, “Why are you still there?”

“Here I come.” Jefferson concealed his emotions very well. With a gentle look in his eyes, he stepped out of the

elevator just as the doors were about to close and walked to her side.

The duo entered the ballroom after verifying their identities at the entrance.

The banquet hall was spacious and extravagant. It was almost impossible to see the end of the hall. Elegant jazz

music streamed from the central broadcasting system, and the dignitaries in the venue were all dressed to the nine

as if they were attending a royal feast.

Rayna walked at a moderate pace beside Jefferson while sweeping her gaze around.

There were politicians who occasionally showed their faces in the news, as well as business people with hundreds of

billions of assets. All of them gathered in small groups, each holding a glass of wine while chattering with one other.

Right then, a slender figure came into her view.

The man was wearing a well-tailored black suit. Under his well-groomed dark hair were sharp facial features. His

thin crimson lips quirked up into a faint smile.

He was holding a glass of wine while saying something to the person across from him.

His tall and slender figure stood out from the crowd, overshadowing his friend as well as the guests around him.

Rayna’s eyes widened in shock. Her chest heaved wildly from rapid breathing, and her heart almost stopped

beating.

“Excuse me.” She squeezed through the crowd, staring at the man intensely.

No sooner had she taken a few steps forward than the man, standing in the distance, disappeared into the crowd

after saying something to his friend. It was as if what she saw earlier was just her illusion.

Rayna wanted to rush over, but her wrist was gripped from behind.

It was Jefferson. “Belle, what’s wrong?” he asked in concern.

“I saw Curtis,” she hurriedly replied as she searched the crowd. Alas, she failed to locate the man.

Jefferson’s heart clenched at the sight of her looking for Curtis so anxiously and eagerly.

“Belle, there’s no way he’s here. Don’t you remember? You must have mistaken someone else for him,” he said

gently.

His words were like a bucket of cold water pouring on Rayna, damping all of her enthusiasm.

She forced a smile. “Right, I must have seen it wrongly. There’s no way he’ll be here.”

The two gunshots and his cold gaze at the hotel two months ago still lingered in her mind. He had expressed his

utter disappointment toward her at that time. It was impossible that he would show up at the party.

Jefferson held her hand. “Let’s go and greet my dad.”

Rayna nodded.

At that moment, his father was chatting with a few friends. When Jefferson brought Rayna over, Boniel immediately

introduced his friends to his son.

He even pointed at Rayna and gave her a proper introduction. “This is Calbert’s girlfriend, Rayna Garland.”

“I know her. Harold told me about her before.”

“You truly are lucky! Not only do you have an outstanding son, but you also have an excellent daughter-in-law. I’m

so jealous of you!”

Boniel burst out laughing. “They’re still kids. I would have to ask all of you to watch over them in the future!”

In just a few sentences, he managed to help Jefferson build some connections.

The whole time, Rayna silently stood in place, holding a glass of wine with a smile.

When she finally spotted Marcus, she tugged at Jefferson’s sleeve and whispered, “I’m going to talk to Marcus. Keep

your eyes on Arnaud.”

Jefferson nodded. “Be careful.”

Then, he shot a glance at her and said, “Keep the shawl around you. Don’t take it off.”

“Got it!” Rayna hurriedly blurted out a reply when she saw Marcus walking off.

Then, she nudged her way through the crowd and watched as Marcus entered a high-class private room at one side

of the hall.

After reading the sign on the center of the door that read “Entertainment Room,” she took a deep breath and

reached out to push the door open.

The entertainment room was warm and bustling, with people sitting in front of the billiards and chess tables. There

was a huge floor-to-ceiling glass embedded in a wall, giving others a panoramic view of the occupants of the

entertainment room.

There were also a few gorgeous, slender women in the entertainment room. However, their charms paled in

comparison to Rayna’s impeccable appearance. Uncontestedly, she was the belle of the room the second she

stepped in.

Rayna simply ignored their gazes and walked toward Marcus.

“Mr. Marcus, can you please spare me two minutes?” She lowered her voice and continued, “I would like to have a

few words with you.”

“I’m busy.” With a cigarette held between his lips, Marcus was focused on playing billiards. He did not even spare

Rayna a glance. “Let me finish the game first.”

“All right.” Rayna smiled and moved to the side, where she stood waiting patiently.