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Chapter 209 Murder Rayna With The Same Technique

Rayna recalled that Carl’s identity had to be kept hidden after sensing that Theodore intended to probe

further, so she forestalled him.

“He’s the son of my middle school classmate. Their family happens to stay in the same residential area

as my mother, so I bring him out to play whenever I’m free. Why are you asking about him, Mr. Xavier?

Have you taken a liking to that child?”

“Your classmate?” Theodore questioned in return.

She nodded and continued fabricating a story without batting an eyelid. “His mother is an art teacher,

and his father is an ex-national table tennis player who retired last year.”

The man was visibly disappointed.

For some reason, the boy’s radiant eyes lingered in his mind after their encounter on that day. Although

he knew it was impossible for the boy to be his son, he insisted on seeking confirmation.

That’s right. If Jasmine birthed a child, I couldn’t be clueless about it.

Fearing that Theodore might think deeper into the matter, Rayna changed the topic of the conversation.

“Mr. Xavier, does Ms. Sanders know you’re still deeply in love with her? You’re truly selfless for allowing

your ex-girlfriend to marry your close friend.”

In response, he shot a cold glance at her.

Nevertheless, she was undeterred. Upon glimpsing a tattoo of letters on the side of his finger, she

immediately grabbed his hand. “This string of Anglandurn letters must be related to Ms. Sanders, right?”

Ms. Sanders! Ms. Sanders! How many times must she mention this name?

Theodore was already feeling ireful the entire night. The numerous mentions of “Ms. Sanders” further

aggravated his unhappiness. He could no longer repress his fury, grabbing Rayna’s wrist fiercely and

pushing her against the wall.

“Rayna, you should learn to shut up now that you’ve gotten what you’re supposed to receive.” His glare

was dark and threatening, as if he wanted to kill her.

“Aren’t you overreacting? I didn’t say anything out of line.” Rayna continued to provoke him. “I suspect

Ms. Sanders broke up with you because she couldn’t stand your temper.”

Hearing that, Theodore tightened his grip on her.

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The pain caused her to wince. It felt like her wrist could snap at any moment.

“Theodore, you’d better treat me with more respect!” Rayna was getting furious as well. Glaring at him

intensely, she snapped, “Remember, I have dirt on you!”

Theodore sneered as he lowered his head and inched closer toward her. “Well, tell me about it. What

kind of dirt do you have on me?” he whispered in a cynical tone.

Rayna was so petrified that all the hair on her body stood straight up.

What a terrifying aura!

Her heart raced faster and faster, and her chest felt tight. Beads of cold sweat appeared on her forehead.

All of a sudden, her face turned ghastly pale, and she collapsed into Theodore’s arms, catching him off

guard.

The next second, he pulled her away from him, putting some distance between the two of them.

“Rayna?” Theodore called out to her, but she was unresponsive.

At the sight of her colorless face, his countenance darkened, and he scooped her up in his arms. The

moment he raised his head, he discovered Jasmine standing by the wall. Both their gazes met. Startled

by her appearance, he felt his throat go dry and tighten.

However, he did not say anything and hurriedly carried Rayna away.

Meanwhile, Jasmine grabbed onto the wall, feeling slightly breathless.

She knew Rayna could not be interested in Theodore, but the earlier sight of them behaving intimately

with each other still made her uncomfortable.

After regaining her composure, Jasmine went to look for Curtis and told him everything she saw.

As soon as Curtis heard that Rayna had fainted and was carried away by Theodore, he made his way to

the lounge together with Jasmine.

His strides were decisive, showing no signs of hesitation. On the way there, he called Jeremy.

Soon after the call connected, he heard the latter speak in a resigned tone. “Theodore called me thirty

seconds ago. I’m on my way now. Could you check on her first, Curtis?”

Curtis replied, “Make your way here as fast as possible.”

Upon entering the lounge, he saw Rayna, who Theodore had laid on the couch. Her face was pale, and

her breathing was quick.

He looked at Theodore and asked, “What happened, Theodore?”

“I was chatting with Ms. Garland earlier when she suddenly fainted.” The latter described the whole

incident in detail. “Initially, she was only perspiring. Now, her heart is beating abnormally fast.”

Immediately, Curtis bent over to check on Rayna.

He was not a professional doctor, so he could not diagnose her condition. Naturally, he dared not

examine her body recklessly. However, one thing he knew for sure was that she was experiencing great

discomfort, judging by the beads of sweat on her forehead.

He felt a throbbing pain in his chest as though something was twisting his heart.

Overwhelmed with worry, he called Jeremy again and hurried him over to the lounge.

While he did not realize the anxiousness and frustration in his voice, they did not go unnoticed by

Theodore, who glanced at him and pressed his lips together tightly.

Why did he decide to marry Jasmine if he’s so worried about Rayna? Confused thoughts ran through

Theodore’s mind as he tried to make sense of Curtis’ reaction.

Amid the anxious wait consisting of Curtis checking on Rayna repeatedly, Jeremy finally arrived at the

lounge.

Jeremy’s face immediately changed when he saw Rayna in that state.

With swift movements, he put on his gloves and started to inspect Rayna. In the meantime, he also

instructed Curtis to prepare the medicine according to his prescription.

Once Curtis prepared the medicine and inserted it into the syringe, Jeremy injected it into Rayna’s arm.

Three minutes later, her breathing slowly stabilized to a steady rate, and color began to return to her

face. Seeing that, Curtis heaved a sigh of relief.

He asked Jeremy, “What happened to her?”

“You’d better ask someone to investigate what she had eaten and with whom she came in contact this

evening.” Jeremy removed his surgical gloves and said with a lingering fear, “Thank goodness you all

called me the instance she fainted. Otherwise…”

Curtis’ face darkened. In a cold tone, he gave Wyatt an order. “Get a copy of the surveillance footage

from this evening.”

How dare they touch her right under my nose!

Within ten minutes, Wyatt returned with a copy of the surveillance footage.

From the footage, it could be seen that people had been striking up conversations with Rayna non-stop

since she entered the banquet hall. A few lustful men even tried to touch her on the pretext of socializing.

Rayna barely ate, only drinking two glasses of champagne. When Curtis went on the stage to make a

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speech, she followed Theodore to a corner.

The scene of him pinning her against the wall stunned everyone.

Wyatt looked at Theodore and clicked his tongue. “I didn’t expect you to do such a thing,” he commented

in a meaningful tone.

Curtis was visibly upset at Wyatt’s teasing, kicking him in the leg.

Theodore did not seem embarrassed at all. “She was joking with me,” was all he said.

A joke? What kind of a joke would result in one party being pinned against the wall? Wyatt became even

more curious, so he darted a glance between Theodore and Curtis, wanting to dig deeper.

Right then, Jasmine, who had been keeping silent, spoke up timely to change the topic. “From the

footage, it seems that nobody laid a hand on Ms. Garland. So, what’s going on?” she asked.

“She was drugged with a potent poison,” explained Jeremy with a solemn expression. “It can cause a

person to die from a heart attack. However, once the effect wears off, it can’t be detected by any test

unless an autopsy is ordered for investigation.”

“If the cause of death is determined as heart attack, people will think it’s due to fatigue.” Wyatt rubbed his

chin and pondered. He seemed to have recalled something and turned his head to look at Curtis. “Didn’t

an executive at Faymon Group die of a heart attack too?”

Staring at Rayna’s pale-looking face, Curtis grunted in response before saying, “The person who died

was Rayna’s supervisor. He suffered a heart attack while sitting in the car.”

Jeremy sneered. “If one can suffer a heart attack simply because of fatigue, there’ll be countless deaths

annually in this country. This person’s tactic is top-notch; it’s almost impossible to trace back to the

murderer.”

“So, who murdered Rayna’s supervisor?” Wyatt was puzzled. “And why is the person targeting her now?”

Curtis drummed his fingers on his dress pants. “It was said that Mr. Lawson was secretly involved in

money laundering activities. Later, he wanted to move to Norham with his family, probably wanting to quit

the illegal business. That was when he died, likely taken down by the people he worked for. But I couldn’t

find any leads on that.”

When Gabriel submitted the diagnosis report to him, he had already suspected something was amiss

about Jonathan’s death. Even though he did ask Gabriel to investigate it, no conclusive findings could be

discovered. Soon after, he had to handle matters regarding the Faymon family, so he did not pursue it

further.

It was horrifying to think that the person attempted to murder Rayna with the same technique.

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