Dear Sweetheart Chapter 77 Precious Darling At that moment, someone banged on the room door loudly, scaring Rayna. There must be something wrong with the person outside. Thereâs a doorbell, but the person isnât pressing it!
Kristie stomped in angrily in a red dress. If it were someone else, Rayna would have thought that the person was crazy.
However, it was understandable if it was Kristie.
When she went to Curtisâ mansion the previous time, she also ignored the doorbell and insisted on knocking on the door.
What a spoilt princess!
âCurt, why are you chasing me to Moranta to study?â Without a care in the world, Kristie walked in and sat on Curtisâ lap indignantly. âI donât want to go!â
When she stormed over to Tyrandas to teach Rayna a lesson, Rayna ended up turning the tables on her. After she had spent so much effort untying the ropes around her hands, a man rushed in and knocked her out.
She regained consciousness that morning in Gray Wolfâs room. He said that she had taken some medicine and her body was fine. After eating breakfast, she was supposed to board a plane and leave.
Curtis had instructed that she would be sent to Moranta to study for half a year.
âYou must go.â Without even cracking a smile, Curtis said coldly, âIâve terminated all the previous films that you were part of. After you come back, Iâll appoint another manager for you.â
âCurt, youâre bullying me!â protested Kristie as she threw a tantrum. âYouâre just annoyed with me and want to send me far away!â
âIf you continue kicking up a fuss, Iâll make you study there for a longer time.â
âYou donât pamper me anymore, Curt!â With her eyes turning red, Kristie sounded like she was on the verge of tears. âNo one does that to their precious darling!â
âAhem!â When Rayna heard the term âprecious darling,â she could not hold herself back anymore. She choked on her sandwich and had to take a huge gulp of orange juice to swallow it.
Kristie immediately spun her head around and frowned upon spotting Rayna. âYou foul vixen!â
That woman sabotaged me so badly!
âIt looks like Iâm quite a beautiful lady to be called a vixen by you, Ms. Winton.â Not angry at all, Rayna said with a smile, âLet me correct you. Vixens are alluring but not foul.â
âI say what I like. Itâs none of your business!â Kristie widened her eyes and cursed, âYouâre just pretending to be an innocent b*tch. All you do is sabotage others. If it werenât for youââ
âShut up,â stated Curtis in a deep and commanding voice.
Kristie pouted with an indignant expression, looking like she was on the verge of tears.
Itâs all that womanâs fault for sabotaging me! She pushed me to the brink of desperation, and now Iâm being sent away to study!
âCurt, I donât want to study!â Kristie only dared to speak after holding herself back for a while. âCurt, you can change my manager if you want. I just donât want to study!â
Curtis ignored her and called, âGabriel?â
âGot it, Mr. Faymon.â
Rayna and Kristie were both puzzled. Even though Curtis did not say much, it was like Gabriel could read his mind.
After a while, Rayna saw Gabriel reappear with a transparent and long ruler. When Kristie, who was sitting on Curtisâ lap, spotted the ruler, her face turned pale.
âCurt, I was wrong. I shouldnât have snuck here. I just missed you too much! I didnât neglect my work either,â exclaimed Kristie in a cute tone. âIâll go back and write ten apology letters. No, fifty!â
Curtis lifted her away from him, revealing no signs of emotions on his face.
âThe usual rules.â
âItâs too embarrassing, Curt! Donât do this!â Kristieâs head dropped as she pointed at Rayna. âThat old woman keeps bullying me!
I...â
However, when she saw the stern and cold look in Curtisâ eyes, she pouted and walked toward Gabriel.
Gabriel took a cushion and placed it on the floor.
Rayna, on the other hand, was pleased. She initially thought that Curtis would just punish Kristie by making her stand and write apology letters. With a grunt, Kristie knelt on the cushion reluctantly.
Curtis sat there with his legs crossed and instructed calmly, âFifty slaps on the palm.â
âFifty?â Kristie placed her hands down immediately, her cheeks completely pale. âMy hands are so soft, Curt. Can you bear to hit me fifty times? It used to be only ten times in the past! Youâve increased it by five times, Curt! Youâre a villain!â
Curtis was so annoyed by her loud protests that he frowned.
Massaging his temples, he glanced at Rayna. âMs. Garland, how many times do you think is appropriate?â
Rayna was at a loss for words.
Uncle Curtis, you can just teach her a lesson if you want. Why are you dragging me into this?
Kristie glared at Rayna with a murderous look in her eyes, as if she would kill Rayna if she dared to say anything wrong.
âI think fiftyâs pretty good,â replied Rayna coolly, ignoring Kristieâs glare. She had not forgotten how Kristie had hit her knee with the golf club.
âRayna!â Kristie fumed with rage, wishing for nothing more than to skin Rayna alive. âJust wait!â
Curtis said calmly, âGo to Moranta and study or get hit fifty times on your palms. Itâs your choice.â
Studying is so boring. I wonât go!
Kristie stared at Curtis pitifully. When she saw that he was not planning on defending her, she pouted and raised her hands over her head. Gabriel swung the ruler down harshly.
âOuch! It hurts!â Kristie blew on her palms which had turned red from the beating.
However, under Curtisâ intimidating gaze, she raised her hands again.
The crisp slaps resounded across the silent living room once every two seconds. After twenty-four slaps, Kristieâs palms became completely red, and she could barely raise them.
âMr. Faymon, Ms. Winton still needs to act. We can call it a day after a few more hits,â interrupted Rayna. After all, showing Kristie a bit of mercy would make life easier in the future. She did not want to be enemies with Kristie forever. âThatâs enough.â
Kristie did not put up a stubborn front either and exclaimed through tears, âYeah! I still need to act after going back. If you continue hitting me, my hands will be paralyzed. How can I continue acting then?â
Smirking coldly, Curtis said, âItâll be good if theyâre paralyzed. Thatâll make your memory better.â
Kristie cowered, her shoulders slumping down.
âGo back in the evening and stay with the film crew. Weâll continue after youâre done with the filming. You arenât allowed to go anywhere else,â commanded Curtis. âIf this happens another time, Iâll break your legs, understand?â
âUnderstood.â Kristie nodded obediently.
âGet lost!â
Since Kristie had been kneeling for a long while, her knees ached, and she could not stand. Gabriel had to help her up and walk her to the door.
âMs. Kristie, this is the medicine. Apply it thrice daily.â Gabriel shoved the medicine into Kristieâs pockets and urged, âMs. Garland is very important to Mr. Faymon. Stop targeting her, or youâll just be inviting trouble to yourself.â
âShe just knows a few foreign languages. Itâs not like no one else does!â protested Kristie unhappily. âCanât Curt discuss business matters with me? Iâm witty and learn fast! Why must he look for a f*cking vixen like her?â
Gabriel smiled.
Although it was true that Kristie was a fast learner, he did not agree that she was witty.
âMr. Tylinski.â James had just arrived with a bag in his hands. He did not spare Kristie a single glance as if he did not see her. âIs Mr. Faymon inside?â
âHeâs eating breakfast.â
âWhat a coincidence! I have something for Mr. Faymon.â
Seeing how both of them were chatting and ignoring her, Kristie shoved Gabriel aside and demanded furiously, âGray Wolf!
Didnât you see that Iâm here too? Are you purposely ignoring me?â