Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 394 Raymond Hides a Woman

Now, looking back, Selena found the memory amusing. Mr. Butler had never even asked her real name, and she didn't realize she had become Mr. Butler's apprentice.

Mr. Butler's paintings were highly accomplished, but he personally despised socializing and loathed cameras, so very few people knew what he looked like.

It was later, by chance, that Selena discovered his free-flowing style matched that of an artist she admired and, upon asking, found he's just Mr. Butler. Unbeknownst to her, she was Mr. Butler's last disciple.

Mr. Butler also never attended any symposiums, always grumbling about how phony people were.

"Selena, I've sent the painting to you. Take a look and see if you like it. Don't be so polite with me. The auction house has been asking me about it for a long time. I gave them a noncommittal answer. If you want it, it's yours as a gift." The affection in his voice was nearly palpable.

In the first few years, Mr. Butler taught Selena a lot, especially in Ridgefield, where he shared all his knowledge.

That year, she made the most progress.

Eventually, Mr. Butler felt he had nothing left to teach her and left to find inspiration around the world.

Selena glanced at the painting.

Mr. Butler's style was unique, and each landscape he painted seemed ready to spill out of the paper.

"Mr. Bulter, did you have a new inspiration this time? Your technique is even bolder, as if you've entered another realm."

his little student dearly. Now, hearing

back for you. Tell you what, Raymond's grandmother's

grandmother didn't live in New York. Selena had heard that

met Raymond's brother, nor did she know what he looked like. It was only after Mia mentioned it that she learned of his existence and gathered more

seemed that Raymond's brother was indeed very popular within the Montague

could reply, Mr. Butler laughed on the

I've got a new inspiration, Selena. I'll send the painting to you, and I'm off to create something new. If you ever feel aggrieved in New York, don't keep it to yourself. You're not one to

Mr. Butler sighed.

too wild at heart and not very sociable. I actually like him too. Born with a silver spoon and able to endure hardship. He even spent time in the military. But you

say, "No

long as you like him. I'm hanging

the image he sent her, which had a line of text

Breeze of

to like her when she was about

a

at the document in front of him and pushed it

document and left, bumping into

company today since he had been at the

Moreover, it was Saturday.