Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 130 Better Not to Have Too Many Debts

Selena let out a sigh of relief, feeling extremely exhausted. But she still didn't want to stay here until morning, so she quietly cleaned up the broken pieces on the ground, making sure nothing was left behind. Then she took the trash from the room and forgot to take the thermos, and just opened the door and left. But when she was downstairs, she unexpectedly ran into Jane.

Jane had been tormented enough by Mr. Wright and was limping as she walked.

Selena, because of the injury on her ankle, was also walking somewhat unnaturally.

When Jane saw her, she sneered, their postures were so similar, and it was the middle of the night, leaving the hotel together...

Okay, I can help you with that translation:

"Okay, it's obvious what Selena was up to."

"I thought she was someone so proper, but turns out, just like her, she's secretly selling herself."

Jane sneered and crossed her arms, standing inside the elevator, giving Selena a quick once-over before smirking.

"So who did you accompany tonight? Judging by the way you look, you've been through quite a lot, hmm?"

She enjoyed seeing Selena's composed façade crumble, so she spoke bluntly.

very satisfied, huh? Looks like you had quite an

out as soon as the elevator

quickly caught up with her,

You better keep tonight's events a secret. Otherwise, I will share your private rendezvous at the hotel with others. Since we're

Selena going to the studio and exposing her affair with

engaging in dirty business herself. It

halted her steps and noticed a woman approaching from outside, a woman with a decent demeanor. She raised

Mr. Wright is married? By mingling with him at the hotel like

Jane sneered, standing tall.

me now. Selena, I can see that you're jealous because I got involved with Mr. Wright. After all, you've been working with him for three years, and

sleeping with many women. Without realizing, she had devalued herself. Just as Jane was about to continue mocking Selena, the woman who entered suddenly rushed over, her alligator skin bag hitting Jane's head directly. "You

couldn't defend herself and was momentarily dazed from the blow. Out of

raised her hand to

Why don't you have the guts to admit it? I am the tiger you mentioned, the one you often call. You wretch,

hotel. Having worked with Mr. Wright for a few years, she had seen

make it

drove back to Ashbourne Manor. When Raymond woke up in the morning and went outside, he

neatly folded and placed on the sofa, while the broken pieces on the floor were