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Dear Sweetheart Chapter 204 Intimidating Aura
“Rayna and I are dating. It’s just that we’ve yet to tell anyone the news about her pregnancy.” Curtis
wheeled himself over, speaking in a calm yet intimidating manner.
“Curtis! Julian is dead. How could you still speak on behalf of this woman?” Rolanda exploded.
Curtis rested his hands on the wheelchair as he said, “I blame myself for Julian’s death too. Don’t worry.
I’ll get down to this no matter what. I hope you will calm yourself down and not point fingers at anyone
first. You don’t have to fret about being alone too. I’ve discussed the matter with Aunt Sienna, and Shawn
will be your son from today onward. He and Astrid will be good to you in the future. Besides, you got
yourself a grandkid too. Of course, the Faymon family will provide you with anything you need later in
life. Julian is also part of the Faymon family, so I have already instructed someone to add him to the
family’s genealogy.”
“Curtis!” Brooklyn’s face contorted and her tone changed as the news took her by surprise. “How could
you do that? Julian is—”
“Julian’s a Faymon too.” Curtis glanced at Brooklyn as he tried to use his authoritarian manner to ask her
to back off.
“But his dad is not part of the Faymon family! You already broke the rules when you allowed him to be
buried in the Faymon family cemetery! Who do you think we are? How can the Faymon family permit you
to do anything you wish?”
If Julian’s name is in the genealogy now, it means he’s a legitimate part of the Faymon family. With that
being the case, Rolanda will be able to have a share of the inheritance, just like the others when the time
comes. I can’t possibly let that happen!
Pointing her finger at Rayna, Brooklyn added coldly, “Curtis, you can’t break so many rules because of
this woman. Julian’s death is on her. She should be the one bearing the consequences!”
Curtis frowned. “Brooklyn, are you challenging me?”
The man was on the verge of losing his patience, for he was in a foul mood that day. He had no interest
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Even though the fragile-looking Curtis was bound to a wheelchair, his aura was overpowering. “As long
as I’m a part of the Faymon family, I have the right to add or take out anyone’s name to and from the
genealogy!”
Brooklyn took two steps backward in response to that while she bit her lip in frustration.
Even though it seemed that everything was going well for Sienna after she gained control of Faymon
Group, most of Alfred’s assets were not in Faymon Group itself. The older man had already written a will
that stated Curtis as the inheritor of ninety percent of his assets while the rest would only get ten percent
of his wealth.
That would mean that even if Curtis lost the Faymon Group to the others and the estates that cost a few
billion, he was the one and only heir of the Faymon family. If the others were to offend him, they might
possibly lose their share of Alfred’s assets.
We can’t afford to mess with Curtis!
Curtis’ words were enough to intimidate the crowd. The others who had something to say earlier, or
those who wanted to speak on behalf of Brooklyn, lowered their head without making a sound.
Curtis gave Brooklyn a cold glance before focusing on Rolanda. Calmly, he said, “I’m sure you’ve heard
everything I said clearly. I’ll make sure I’ll send people out to investigate the incident. If you are still
engrossed in your sadness and pain, I can make the arrangement to send you overseas so you can
relax.”
Rolanda’s face paled.
I’m not a kid. I understand the warning that Curtis has just given me. Although it seems that he’s
consoling me, he’s really only trying to get me to shut up, or he will send me away.
“Curtis, thank you so much for the help.” Rolanda wiped her tears away as she glared at Rayna.
There’s nothing I can do if Curtis insists on protecting this woman. Anyway, as long as Julian is in the
genealogy and Shawn is considered my son, the Faymon family’s wealth will be mine, too, one day.
That’s good enough for me.
Rayna had been lowering her head in silence.
The crowd began to leave, and Rolanda walked out with others supporting her.
Curtis wheeled himself over to Rayna. His heart ached when he realized that Rayna had lost a lot of
weight, and there were no lights in her eyes. “Ms. Garland, my dad wants to see you,” he started.
“Rayna is not feeling well. She needs to get some rest.” James put himself in front of Rayna. He was
trying really hard to restrain himself from punching Curtis in the face. “Get out of the way!”
“James, wait for me in the car. I’ll go with him,” Rayna piped up. She wanted to return some things to
Alfred.
Without a choice, James moved away and warned, “Mr. Faymon, stop being a hypocrite! I won’t let you
off the hook if you dare to do anything to Rayna!”
“James!” The moment Rayna walked off with Curtis, Kristie came rushing over to him like a gust of wind.
She threw herself onto him, but the man reacted quickly and pulled her off him roughly.
“Don’t be mad at me.” Kristie looked at James pitifully. “I have no idea what Curt was doing behind my
back. I swear I’m not on the same side as him.”
“You’re his sister.”
“Then I’ll sever ties with him!” Kristie pulled at James’ sleeves. “I’m an innocent woman. Don’t make me
fight for your forgiveness.”
James glanced at her coldly. “Let go of me.”
“Don’t go overboard!” Kristie pouted.
Jeremy told me James would reconcile with me if I acted according to what he said. Ugh! What is
happening now? There’s no sign of him wanting to get back with me. In fact, he’s ignoring me.
Noticing the scratch marks on James’ face, an upset Kristie found a plaster in her bag and wanted to put
it over his wounds.
However, James shook her hand off. “There’s no need for that.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“James!” Kristie’s expression darkened. She successfully stopped James in his tracks. “Bend over!”
James remained unmoving.
“I told you to bend over! Did you not hear me?” Kristie put her hands on her waist. “Do it now, or I’ll
scream and tell the others you raped me!”
James’ lips twitched. Not wanting to make a scene, he bent over.
Kristie let out a snort, then unwrapped the plaster and stuck it on James.
When she saw the frown on James’ face, Kristie scolded, “Are you dumb? Don’t you know how to dodge
when she laid her hands on you? Even I have never scratched your face when we argued. Damn it! Why
are her nails so long? It hurts me to see these scratch marks! I hope she chokes on her food when she’s
eating!”
Kristie went on and on. She showed no sign of stopping, and James was on the verge of losing his
patience. He wanted to say something when Kristie held his face and kissed him all of a sudden.
“I’m sure you’re feeling better now after breaking up with me for a week? I swear I will stand on your
side. I will protect you and Rayna. I won’t ever side with Curtis!” Kristie nestled in James’ embrace.
“Nobody cooked for me when you were gone, and I couldn’t sleep well too. Look at me. I’ve lost some
weight.”
James’ heart softened when he felt that Kristie had become leaner.
He had been pissed off when he found out about the truth. As Kristie was Curtis’ sister, he couldn’t help
his feelings of hatred toward her as well. That was why he broke up with her. Now that he thought about
it, Kristie was indeed a victim too.
At that moment, Wyatt and Jeremy strode over together.
“Is it appropriate for you guys to do this in public?”
Wyatt narrowed his eyes, smirking. “Kristie, I thought you said you didn’t want to get back with him?”
Kristie glared at him. “I most certainly did not say that!”
“You did. I remember,” Jeremy chimed in with a smile. “You were invited to an interview by a TV station
three days ago, and you declared then that you want to marry a man like Curtis.”
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