Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 83 Thinking this could tether him for good

His heart unexpectedly softened for a moment. He averted his gaze and said, "Come in."

Selena followed him into his room, fearing that he might change his mind.

There was an additional table in the room, and on it was an open computer and a pile of documents being processed.

Raymond seemed busy at all times, even when traveling here, he still carried various documents with him.

At this moment, Selena realized that him being chosen as the successor might not just be because of his talent, but also because of the effort he put in.

Not everyone is naturally capable of this job and can bear this responsibility. She thought to herself as she consciously stayed away from the table with the computer and casually found a chair to sit on.

Raymond walked to the table, opened the documents, and picked up a pen to continue reviewing.

As he was working, he became even more aloof, emanating an aura that showed his apparent superiority which kept people at bay.

Selena watched his backlit figure, as countless rays of light seemed to pass through him, leaving a blurry shadow on the floor, even his strands of hair had a golden tint. This scene before her made her fingertips suddenly itch, wanting to find a pen and paper with which to sketch him.

the interplay of

anymore. Could this be the legendary "a feast for the

knocked on the door. Raymond said, "Come

a few small dishes, paused when he saw Selena,

is a meeting at 8pm that will last for

holding, noticing that there was only one bowl.

down his meal and instructed someone to fetch another

hungry to wait for Raymond's invitation, and she began salivating at the smell

down, her stomach made an untimely growl, causing her embarrassment and sending a red

naturally had a hint of a smile in his eyes. Although he didn't say anything, Selena felt ashamed and wished she could find a hole to hide in. John feeling the awkward atmosphere quietly

was made with plain rice,

dare to trouble Raymond to scoop the porridge for her, so she quickly stood up to do it herself. But she saw Raymond's exceptionally beautiful hands pick up the spoon and scoop a bowl of porridge,

so casually, but seeing the touch in her eyes softened his heart a bit. He couldn't even describe what he was feeling. "Eat up." He

cooked to a soft consistency, and with just one bite, her stomach felt warm. Although the dishes were light,

Just as she put the bowl down, Raymond's phone,

said in a

will be arriving in New York. Remember to