Chapter 20 Home Wrecker

John was hovering behind Raymond, thinking the big boss had slipped his mind about their meeting. He was about to pipe up when he caught sight of Selena's face and thought better of it. 'Is she the mystery lady from last night? What's the story with her and the boss?'

The elevator doors slid open and Selena waved them in with a friendly "After you."

Raymond didn't bother with small talk. He just spun around and told John to head back to the office and then stepped into the elevator.

Down in the lobby, the hotel's breakfast crowd was already chowing down.

Selena plopped down next to Raymond by a window view and a waiter quickly served them up some lemon water.

The tangy lemon water hit her taste buds and it was just what she needed to shake off the morning fuzz.

'Might as well grab some breakfast before heading to the hospital,' she thought, 'so I don't pass out from low blood sugar on the way.'

She put her glass down and shot a question at Raymond, "What kind of books do you usually go for, Mr. Montague? I heard from Mr. Ashford you've got a thing for art classes."

a client liked could really nail down the design vibe. In most cases, a

for an art guy, the stiff Oriental styles might be

wanted to get a feel for his taste, but Raymond just

him drove Selena nuts because too many options just made everything

was on the hook to decide the

she was mulling over some ideas, a surprised voice cut through

"Raymond?"

she strutted over in her designer

been here a few days and didn't expect

up with surprise as she looked

she could get a word out, Lisa slid into the seat next to him like Selena was invisible and kept firing questions at Raymond. "I heard your place in Manhattan needs

chit-chat and gave

you love the layout of the house. I know this amazing designer. If

Selena cut in with a smile, "Sorry, but Mr. Montague is my client right now." Lisa finally turned to Selena, her lips pursed.

thought Selena was just

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