Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 123

Chapter 123 Me Or Faymon Group Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Besides, whether the accident had been orchestrated or not, nothing could change the fact that Curtis had protected Rayna. She was the reason he had lost the use of his legs, so the least she could do was help him in return.

Upon seeing Rayna’s steely-eyed determination, Jessica knew it’d be impossible to change her friend’s mind. “If I can help you in any way, feel free to let me know! Even though I’m only a planner, I’m still pretty smart.”

Rayna couldn’t help but burst into laughter. “Sure!”

Jessica’s right. She’s indeed very clever. The map she drew for us previously helped the Faymon Group a lot.

By the time the two women returned to the condominium, it was already five in the morning, and daybreak was approaching. Jessica was so tired that she went off to take a two-hour nap. Rayna, however, couldn’t sleep at all.

Whenever she closed her eyes, she’d think back to her conversation with Curtis, the car that suddenly veered into their lane, and the moment Curtis pounced on her to shield her from the impact.

“I know how clever you are, Rayna. I have faith in you. If anything untoward should happen to me, I’ll leave Faymon Group in your hands.”

No matter how hard she tried, Rayna couldn’t get Curtis’ words and expression out of her mind. As dread continued to gnaw at her insides, Rayna suddenly remembered how composed Curtis had been when the accident occurred.

Not only was there no panic in his eyes, but even his words to her were eerily calm. It was as though he was fully confident that Rayna would handle everything well for him.

A scary thought suddenly popped into her mind, only to have her shrug it off the next moment.

Uncle Curtis has always been calm, even in the face of danger. Argh! I’m the one who’s overreacting.

With that, Rayna lay in bed and stared at the diamond castle, wondering about the news headlines in the morning and the impending changes within Faymon Group.

Once the sun had fully risen, Rayna crawled out of bed and washed herself up. After changing her wound dressing and putting on a suit, she promptly left the room for the kitchen.

By the time breakfast was all prepared, Jessica had also woken up.

Needless to say, the latter was shocked to find Rayna dressed so spiffily. “Wow! Have you already recuperated?”

“Eat up. There’s a lot to do today.”

It was only when Rayna arrived at Faymon Group that she realized the full gravity of the situation. Flocks of journalists had gathered at the exits of the company building, and some were even reporting live.

Rayna quickly parked her car at the underground garage while Jessica trawled through Twitter and several major news sites to update her on the state of affairs.

Sure enough, every headline was about Curtis’ car accident.

“Oh, gosh. This is terrible. Faymon Group’s shares have been dropping since last night, and now, it’s only priced at eight per share,” Jessica exclaimed as she showed Rayna the information. “Nana, are

you sure you can handle this?”

“I have to. There’s no other way,” Rayna replied flatly while adjusting her tie in the elevator mirror.

She had always found suits too stifling for her liking, but now that she was wearing one, she realized it did help to make her feel more empowered.

Upon reaching the planning department, Jessica reminded Rayna to be on her guard before bidding farewell. With that, the elevator continued its ascent until it stopped at Rayna’s floor.

“Good morning, Ms. Garland,” Naomi greeted before following Rayna to her office. “Mr. Faymon has said that the Department of Regulators will handle all of Faymon Group’s affairs. Now that he’s not around, you’ll be the second in command.”

Rayna merely hummed in acknowledgment and kept walking.

There were only a few employees in the Department of Regulators, and some of them had yet to return from their vacation. Everyone, however, had long heard about Curtis’ accident and quickly stood up when Rayna entered the room, seemingly wanting to ask if she had an action plan in mind.

To their dismay, Rayna waved them off and strode into the manager’s office with Naomi in tow.

“Ms. Garland, these are the documents and items recovered from the car,” Naomi said calmly as she placed the gift box and document folders on the table. “The papers are a little crumpled, but thankfully, they didn’t get drenched by the rain. On top of that, the police obtained the surveillance footage and managed to arrest the errant driver. He’s being charged with drunk driving and fleeing the scene. As of now, he’s locked in the detention center and awaiting trial.”

After complimenting Naomi for her efficiency, Rayna reached for the gift box and slowly opened the lid.

Hmm, “newborn” in Ferropenean. I wonder if it’s referring to me or Faymon Group…

Rayna caressed the diamond pendant before taking it out and wearing it around her neck.

Instead of diving into the documents, she turned to Naomi. “This is no longer a hit-and-run accident. The driver will be charged for his attempted murder of Faymon Group’s CEO. I want you to privately get in touch with a few news agencies and have them expose the matter online. Then, contact our legal team and instruct them to follow the trial process.”

“Understood. I’ll contact them in a while,” Naomi replied before leaning in. “By the way, I received news this morning that one of the food companies under Faymon Group has been suspected of using expired ingredients. To make matters worse, they have mass-produced the food items and shipped them out. The factories involved have been shut down, but many journalists have already learned about it. I doubt we’d be able to suppress the news.”

Rayna scoffed inwardly upon hearing that. Of all the times the news could have gone public, why now? Hahaha… That’s too many news leaks for it to be a coincidence!

“Leave the food company matter aside for the time being and deal with the accident first,” she ordered.

After Naomi left, Rayna held a meeting and instructed her staff to pore over every department’s documents. Since they needed all hands on deck, she had no choice but to recall the others from their vacation leave.

Unsurprisingly, everyone in Faymon Group was in a state of panic after hearing about their CEO’s accident.

As it turned out, Rayna’s department wasn’t the only one swamped with work. The Public Relations Department was also busy conducting a press conference, assuring news outlets that Curtis’ accident wasn’t anything serious and he’d be back in a few days.

Alas, some journalists were determined to stir the pot. “Is that so? I was told by someone in the hospital that Curtis Faymon is currently in a coma, and he might have even lost the use of his legs. Why is Faymon Group’s Public Relations Department lying to us?”

No matter how experienced the Public Relations Department was, they still found themselves caught off guard by the journalists’ onslaught of pointed questions. Naturally, articles about the press conference were soon published on every news website.

In the span of one afternoon, Faymon Group’s share prices plummeted so much that they lost a whopping three billion.

Not long after, Sienna arrived at Faymon Group.

Since Sienna wasn’t a shareholder of Faymon Group, it wasn’t hard to guess why she had shown up at the company. Regardless, Rayna set her work aside to welcome her guest, only to see the latter already engaged in a conversation with Brooklyn.

Well, well, well… When Brooklyn was first appointed as the planning department’s manager, she always kept a low profile despite her arrogance. Now, she’s not hiding it anymore. It has become painfully clear just how ambitious she is.

“Hello, Ms. Sienna,” Rayna greeted.

As amicable as Sienna was, she didn’t seem to notice Rayna as she continued chatting with her niece and stepping into the elevator.

Just then, Naomi texted Rayna: Half of Faymon Group’s shareholders have arrived and are holding a shareholders’ meeting. They have also allowed everyone in upper management to sit in.

Without further ado, Rayna got into another elevator and made a beeline for the conference room.

Most of Faymon Group’s shareholders were only interested in collecting their annual dividends, so there was no reason for them to call a meeting with upper management other than to appoint a new CEO.

After all, the chairman of Faymon Group was still staying in the hospital, so the shareholders had the right to make any business decisions.

By the time Rayna swiped her access card to enter the conference room, it was already swarming with people. Aside from the shareholders she had never met before, there were also the familiar faces of Jack and Dexter.