Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 53: Let her cry to win him back

Lisa didn't get the benefit of the doubt, and her chest was heaving violently.

People were coming and going here, and having seen Selena's sharp teeth, she knew that if she continued to confront her, it would only be herself who would continue to lose face, so she looked to her side and changed the subject. "Haven't you always wanted to know who took Manhattan's list? The person is right here, but the means of taking the list is, well, not very honorable."

Just then, two people who heard the conversation clearly, narrowed their eyes showing a touch of interest.

"So you're so pretty."

He took the initiative to extend his hand, smiling lazily, his handsome face was filled with an evil air, "Hello, my name is Caterlington Walsh, you must have heard of me."

Selena had indeed heard of it, after all, designers in this business would occasionally exchange information with each other about the industry, she had little communication with people, but many times she would also look at other people's famous works to seek inspiration.

Caterlington was a name that was not unknown in the industry.

She shook her hand up, nodded slightly, and was just about to pull it back when Caterlington took her hand and placed it on his lips for a kiss before releasing it.

"Miss Selena is both beautiful and talented, I'm sure many people are pursuing her."

didn't think he would

chasing after people, at most play

that he was wealthy and noble meant that once the luxury car was

hoping that Caterlington could catch up with this woman and

in common, why don't

mouth curved and he

tugged at the corners, "No company, but

beside her as if he didn't understand, "It's no fun being alone, I can show you around the art gallery." Selena suppressed her temper and went to the side of the washbasin, and unapologetically began to wash her hands, especially the area just touched by his

did not feel humiliated, but came closer,

the way, from the first glance, I think you are somewhat familiar. I wonder if you recognize Cassius from T. Rowe Price, he is my father, your father must have met with my father at school a few years ago,

they are old acquaintances, you do not need to pretend,

initiative to lift

turned white, wretchedly trying to

tone was light as she took out a tissue to dry the water

have something else to do, so

the sharp pain to ease before holding aside and straightening

was back to normal, just holding

is