Chapter 394 The Annoying Casimir

A string of voice messages was received from Casimir.

"Ray–Ray, do you realize that you nearly messed up something big for me in front of the bakery! How could you take the initiative to flirt with me and even claim that I would marry you in front of Mr. Foucault? If you happen to provoke Mr. Foucault and he decides to break up with you, you’ll be worthless. Don’t even dream about marrying into the Sutherland family."

Just by reading the words, one could feel Casimir’s anger.

Damn it, what right does he have to blame Rayleet?

Originally, Jeremiah had intended to send Casimir a scathing message. Upon further thought, he replied: "I’m sorry, Caz, I didn’t think through everything properly."

After sending the message, he felt nauseated.

Meanwhile, Casimir was taken aback.

Casimir: "You actually realized your mistake? It’s okay, I forgive you. As long as you put in a good word for me with Mr. Foucault and help facilitate our collaboration, I won’t hold it against you."

Right then. Jeremiah had made up his mind to pull a devastating prank on Casimir.

Jeremiah: "I’ve put in a good word, and Mr. Foucault has agreed to collaborate with you. He even asked if you have any promising projects. He just returned to the country and doesn’t have much going on, but he’s got plenty of money. He asked when you’ll be available to meet face-to-face. You know, these wealthy scions, they really don’t value money as we do. You must seize the opportunity and make a fortune out of it."

Meanwhile, Casimir was under the impression that he had struck it rich with the clueless Leonardo. One couldn’t even begin to describe how elated he was.

He immediately agreed: "I’ll meet him face to face tomorrow then. I’ll send you the location. Ray–Ray, you’re truly wonderful, I love you." Jeremiah responded immediately: "I love you too, Caz. I want to marry you…."

While doing so, he was covered in goosebumps.

This ex–boyfriend is utterly disgusting. I won’t rest until I get back at him!

Raylee woke up in a daze, and as she opened her eyes, she saw Jeremiah grinning mischievously as he played with the phone. She was jolted awake and flew into rage.

“Who are you chatting with? You look so happy. Is it Angela?”

“Angela?” Jeremiah was taken aback, unsure as to why she suddenly brought up Angela.

“I can’t believe it, you jerk! I’ve yet to settle scores with you, and you’re giving me another reason already?”

Raylee scrambled up hastily, snatching the cell phone away.

Her gaze happened to catch the words “marry you” in their conversation.

Without checking further, she angrily showed the phone screen to Jeremiah.

“I’ve caught you red–handed, haven’t I? Angela says that she wants to marry you! You two have been discussing marriage, haven’t you? Why did you even bother playing the good guy by wanting to heal me? Once I die, wouldn’t you two be able to be together? Or could it be that I’m just a pawn in your game? Do you take pleasure in watching me lose my mind with jealousy?"

In the end, Raylee was reduced to tears out of frustration.

Choking back sobs, she turned away, wiping off tears shed for an unworthy man.

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Jeremiah was left dumbfounded by her scolding.

Do all women possess such a vivid imagination?

He didn't know whether to laugh or to cry. “Ray–Ray, you’ve misunderstood…”

Before he could even finish his sentence, Raylee forcefully hurled her phone at him.

“Misunderstanding? I saw everything with my own eyes. You two should just get married. I’m done playing games with you! Men are all the same, always wanting what they can’t have. So what if you’ve made a mistake? It’s not like it’s the first time. I won't come between both of you anymore!”

After she finished speaking, she attempted to run out, tears streaming down her face.

However, Jeremiah embraced her from behind in one swift motion.

“Alright, alright, stop making a fuss. It’s really a misunderstanding. Look carefully at our chat history before you say anything else,” he said helplessly, trying to soothe her.

“I've already seen Angela declaring her intent to marry you, why are you still denying it? Be open about it instead of sneaking around. I’d respect you more if you were man enough!” Raylee raged, struggling forcefully. “Let me go, or I’ll show you no…”

“Calm down, calm down. This is all my fault. Don’t be upset. Your health isn’t good. You shouldn’t get all worked up!” Jeremiah coaxed in a soft voice, still not letting her go.

Right then, Raylee lifted her foot, smashing her knee against his groin.

A soft squishing sound subsequently echoed out.