Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 333 Betrayal of Raymond

Selena froze, her eyebrows furrowing as she looked at the photos Shelley had taken.

In Kenny's arms was the receptionist from the Fair family company. Selena had already memorized the receptionist's appearance from her visits there.

In the photo, Kenny had pinned the girl against the car seat, with only her ankle visible, adorned with a high-heeled shoe.

Clearly, the two couldn't resist being intimate in the car.

Receptionists who could work there were usually taller than average, and this particular receptionist had just graduated this year, very young, not even twenty years old.

Kenny had been with the Fair family company for so many years, he was forty, yet he never seemed to get married.

Selena furrowed her eyebrows. Yes, why hadn't Kenny ever gotten married?

And if he truly liked this receptionist, why didn't he openly make her his girlfriend? Why go about it in secret?

"Selena, Kenny has quite a rich romantic history, and he's quite generous with his expenses. He transfers twenty thousand dollars into the receptionist's account each month, but she's not his only 'kept woman,' it seems he has three or four others in total," Shelley said.

appeared in

had indeed been earning a high salary at the company for many years. Just from his annual bonus alone, he could earn over a million dollars. Sustaining a

accounts. If they were to disclose the information without caution and the other party found out, the bank could be taken to court. So, I couldn't find

would send Kenny tens

it sent recently?" Selena

from

ago, and it has always been the same account. There have been multiple transactions because the other party is a high-profile client of the bank. I couldn't retrieve the information for

neck and couldn't help but find it

every day? Take it easy,

Shelley glared at her.

Philip? Every time he

and hearing her words made her cheeks flush. "Alright,

it funny and patted her on the shoulder. "It's not just any skill. Once you experience the pleasure of a man, you'll understand, Selena. Are

flashes of memories

do I do then, scratch the itch for you?" Selena frowned, wondering when this

whole body heated up and her face

an astute eye when it came to matters like this, "Selena, something's going on

good at lying in front of