Dear Sweetheart novel

“Thank you, Mr. Gibson.”

Staring at the drunken Rayna opposite her, Meredith chuckled coldly internally.

Originally, I planned to ignore Rayna when I saw her just now, as I have many chances to get my

revenge on her in the future. However, since she delivered herself to me on a silver platter, how can I not

deal with her?

When the other customers in the big hall outside heard players in a private room had made huge bets,

they immediately went over to enjoy the show. Soon, the private room was packed.

While this private room was filled with people, the door to the private room opposite it opened. A few

men in suits walked out with a gorgeous woman in the middle. They seemed to have come to enjoy a

few games.

The man wearing glasses smiled and said teasingly to Curtis, “I thought my card skills were not bad and

wanted to win some money from you, Mr. Faymon. I didn’t expect you to win all the money from me.”

Another man beside him chimed in, “Exactly. The person you brought along is so good! We suffered a

lot!”

Curtis shook hands with the man and smiled slightly. “You’re flattering us. Kristie is no match for you and

Mr. Tyson. We were just lucky today, so we won more. Do bear with us.”

“Haha! Sure! Let’s play again soon!”

After Naomi sent their guests away, Kristie immediately grabbed Curtis’ hand and said happily, “Curt,

they all praised me! I’m so amazing, right?”

To play poker well, she learned from a teacher Curtis hired and suffered for a year. She practiced well

every day so that one day, she could make Curtis proud like today.

Other people’s praises were no doubt the greatest affirmation of her abilities.

“Not bad.” As he managed to settle a thorny business deal, Curtis was in a good mood, and there was a

rare smile on his face. “You don’t lack any films or television shows to film nor endorsements. What else

do you want?”

“I don’t want anything. I only want you to let Gray Wolf return,” Kristie declared, staring pitifully at him.

Stupid Gray Wolf. How dare he leave without uttering a word to me. He even blacklisted me. Am I a

plague that he needs to avoid?

“He has already resigned. It is the same with Cillian by your side.”

“How is it the same?” Kristie shoved Curtis’ hand away and muttered unhappily, “He’s like a fool. He

does everything I tell him to do. Even pigs won’t eat the food he cooks. Curt, make Gray Wolf return.

He’ll definitely listen to you. I’ll stop targeting that foul vixen, all right?”

Curtis slid her a cold look. “You are there one targeting her from the start.”

“Curt…”

“There’s no room for negotiation. Cillian will be with you from now on.”

Regardless of Kristie’s tantrum, Curtis did not budge. She stomped her feet, and upon seeing the crowd

surrounding the private room opposite, she sneered before walking over.

“Where are you going?” Curtis called after her.

“I’m irritated, so I’m going to play cards! I hope to lose all my money! I’m annoyed seeing them!”

At a loss for words, Curtis could only shake his head resignedly. Then, he called Cillian to ask the latter

to pick them up, but when he turned his head back, Kristie was nowhere to be seen. He could only follow

where she had gone.

“Excuse me! Excuse me!” As there was a large crowd outside, Kristie couldn’t see anything, so she tried

her best to squeeze in.

After much effort, she reached the table. It’s that stinky vixen, Rayna, again! What bad luck. Why am I

seeing her everywhere?

Kristie rolled her eyes and stood behind Rayna with her arms crossed, but she realized that the latter

was holding to all her cards. Kristie couldn’t see a single card. “Hey, do you know how to play cards?

Why are you holding all your cards? Are your card skills super bad?”

Upon hearing a familiar voice, Rayna turned back and saw Kristie pulling a long face as if immensely

displeased.

“Ms. Winton, you’re playing here too?” Rayna glanced behind Kristie with her peripheral vision. Seeing it

was just Kristie and no Curtis, Rayna sighed in relief internally.

Luckily, Uncle Curtis isn’t here. If not, he’ll laugh at me for putting myself as a bet.

Snorting, Kristie replied, “I can play wherever I want! This place isn’t owned by you anyway!”

Sweeping her eyes around, Kristie saw the document placed aside on the table. She immediately took it

and was dumbstruck. “Foul vixen, you placed such a huge bet?”

Embarrassed, Rayna mumbled, “I played the whole night and even lost my necklace. I can’t accept this,

and in the heat of the moment, I placed myself as the bet.”

Kristie outright laughed at Rayna. “I was wondering why you were holding on to all your cards. It turns

out you really suck! If you call me ‘master,’ I’ll help you win this round!”

The faces of the other three around the table darkened.

Everyone in the business circles knew Kristie was Curtis’ love. No one in the entertainment industry

could match Kristie’s status, as she had countless offers from films, television shows, and big brands. If

she joined the game, things would be a mess.

Naturally, Meredith also recognized Kristie. Smiling, Meredith began, “Ms. Winton, this is our game with

Rayna. You shouldn’t join in for fun. It won’t be good if Mr. Faymon hears about this.”

“Who the h*ll are you? So what if I want to join?” Already angered by Curtis’ curt refusal, Kristie exploded

upon hearing Meredith’s words.

Giving Meredith a sidelong glance, Kristie sneered contemptuously, “I was wondering who you were. It

turns out you’re that mistress who stole someone’s husband and made that woman look like she cheated

instead!”