Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 105

Chapter 105 Did She Lose Her Mind

Right then, the elevator doors opened, and the moment Rayna lost her support, she fell backward.

Curtis reached out to grab her.

The man’s fingertips were cold. When he pulled her back into the elevator and allowed her to regain her balance, he considerately let go of her. The entire moment lasted no more than ten seconds.

Still, Rayna had yet to come back to her senses.

After pressing the elevator button, Curtis said, “Ms. Garland, take this as a favor for your supervisor. You said you didn’t believe that your supervisor died in an accident, so bring justice to him.”

I knew it!

Curtis’ words affirmed Rayna’s suspicion. Jonathan was a careful man, so she could not wrap her mind around how he could possibly get a heart attack just because he stayed up late for a few nights.

“Mr. Faymon, you know something, don’t you?” Rayna turned to him. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

“My knowledge does not mean I have the capability to resolve this,” Curtis told her, the look in his eyes icy. “I’m sure you know what situation Faymon Group is now in after encountering those incidents in Tyrandas.”

Rayna tightened her fists.

Everyone wanted the large cake named Faymon Group. Furthermore, Curtis was not the biological son of the Faymon family, so the civil war within Faymon Group was even more intense than usual. In the end, the one who ended up exhausted was Curtis.

Rayna then glanced at the man for a little longer. From her angle, she could only see his side profile, as well as how tensed and stone-hearted he was. Somehow, a wave of pity swelled in her heart.

No matter how impressive he is, he’s just a man; he’s no God.

After taking in a deep breath, Rayna quietly said, “All right. I’ll take on this position. I’m not doing this for you or Faymon Group, but Mr. Lawson took good care of me in the past. He was my teacher, and I want to bring justice to him.”

Curtis’ lips curled into a vague semblance of a smile at that.

The elevator soon arrived on the translation department’s floor. When the doors opened, Curtis reached out to Rayna. For a moment, Rayna was distracted by his bony, slender fingers. “Ms. Garland, I look forward to working with you.”

“All right.”

Rayna remained standing by the doorway until the elevator doors closed, her hand he grabbed still warm.

It felt as though Curtis had become far more restrained and considerate after coming back from Tyrandas—like they were strangers. At that very moment, she felt the urge to see the drunk Curtis in the village back then again.

He had been gentle and nice, and he even called her “Sweetheart” in a magnetic voice.

It was a passing thought, but Rayna was shocked by it. Not only did her ears turn red, but a look of embarrassment appeared on her face as well.

Did I lose my mind? Why am I thinking about this? It’s nothing strange for Uncle Curtis to act like a stranger. We weren’t close from the start, anyway.

When Rayna stepped into the translation department, her coworkers swiftly crowded her. They bombarded her with exclamations and questions, and it seemed like they had already found out about the topic for the earlier meeting.

I’ve been honored to receive Mr. Faymon’s trust and have been transferred to the new Department of Regulators,” Rayna told them with a smile. “Nevertheless, we’re all part of Faymon Group, and we’re still coworkers. I’ll come back to visit the translation department whenever I’m free.”

“Rayna, did Mr. Faymon really allow you to pick your own people? Can you pick from our translation department?”

Department of Regulators was akin to Mr. Faymon’s right-hand man, and those who worked in the department would be allowed into any of the departments within Faymon Group. Not even the department managers were allowed to stop them from entering. It was a wondrous role.

“Yes, but the secretarial department will be giving me a list,” Rayna said. “So, at the end of the day, Mr. Faymon’s still the one to pick who works in the department.”

The others were disappointed to hear that.

Fortunately, Rayna was not surrounded by her coworkers for long, for Elliot arrived. He was the new head of the translation department, and he gathered the people to introduce themselves before sending Rayna off.

Rayna did not have many belongings with her, so she only had a box in her arms when she went up to the secretarial department.

Naomi personally led her to the new department.

The Department of Regulators was located two floors below the CEO’s office. The floor was not sectioned off, but a card was needed to enter and exit the place. On the left was the conference room, and on the right was the office.

The workspace was big, and there was a pantry inside as well. Moreover, the office had an attached bathroom, a card room, and a manager’s office. The manager’s office was shielded away with color- changing glass walls, and whenever the manager needed to deal with work matters, they could press a button and make the glass walls foggy. That way, others outside would not be able to see inside the office. A card was also needed to enter the sound-proofed office.

The corner of Rayna’s lips twitched as she listened to Naomi’s introductions. “This is so troublesome.”

And this feels like I’m going to jail.

“The Department of Regulators deals with everything in Faymon Group, so Mr. Faymon thinks of the department as an important entity,” Naomi said before handing a dark blue access card to Rayna. “Ms. Garland, this is the access card, and you can use this to unlock all of the doors in Faymon Group, including your department’s and your office’s. The cards for the employees of this department can only be used to access some of the departments, and they won’t be able to enter your personal office either. If you need any changes to the permissions, please come straight to me.”

Then, Naomi passed Rayna a gold foil stamped card to Rayna. “From now on, your suits will be custom-made by Mr. Eugene. I’ve already informed him of your measurements, so please just tell him what kinds of suits you need. Their studio also custom-makes dresses if you do have the need for those.”

“Thank… you.” Rayna could only blink in a daze as she took the card from Naomi.

Being part of the management level truly isn’t the same as being an ordinary employee.

After putting down her things, and while Rayna was still digesting what had happened earlier in the day, Naomi came again. This time, she was there to send her the list of candidates for the department, as well as some snacks.

“Mr. Faymon said that you’ll be having a tough time from now on, so he asked me to send you some snacks.”

“Please thank Mr. Faymon for me.”

What are you talking about, Captain Obvious? I’d rather have you stop trying to set me up than get anything else, Uncle Curtis!

By the time afternoon came, everyone in Faymon Group had learned about the new Department of Regulators, about how the new department was directly under Curtis and had minimum restrictions, and about how Rayna from the translation department had been transferred to the new department.

Everyone in the company was talking about the matter. They were curious and looking forward to it because everyone, except those in the planning department, wished they could score a role in the new department.

Whenever anyone was summoned for an interview, the others would watch them leave with jealous eyes, praying hard that they would be chosen instead. It was a bustling sight in Faymon Group.

By the time it was the end of working hours, Rayna was exhausted from the long day.

“Ms. Garland.”

“Bye, Ms. Garland.”

Just as she stepped out of the elevator, the passing employees greeted her continuously. Overwhelmed by their greetings, Rayna could only flash them a smile in response.

Shortly after, Jessica came downstairs as well.

“Darn, did you really get transferred to the new Department of Regulators?” Jessica asked as she jogged over to Rayna, a look of shock on her face. “Everyone in my office was talking about this throughout the afternoon!”

Rayna massaged the bridge of her nose and muttered, “Let’s go back before we talk about this.”

When they reached home, Rayna told Jessica what had happened earlier in the day as she cooked. The entire time, Jessica’s jaw hung slack from astonishment.

“How can being a translator mean that your talents are getting wasted?” Jessica blurted out. “I’d say he just wants to transfer you over to deal with the matters for him.”

“I know, but I can’t say no to him,” Rayna answered. “I want to find out the truth behind Mr. Lawson’s death.”

She would not have said yes to Curtis otherwise.