Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 401: A Little Tenderness Goes a Long Way

Paul clearly lacked interest in the scene unfolding before him, stepping past the figure on the ground and entering the nearby private room without a second glance. Selena Fair marveled at her own composure, slowly picking up the items scattered across the floor.

She was about to squat down to help when she heard Raymond Montague's cold voice, "Alex, go inside."

Alex Reed chuckled, "Oh boy, someone's in for it now."

With Alex gone, only Raymond Montague and Selena Fair remained.

One of the small toys had fallen near Raymond Montague's foot. Selena moved to pick it up, but his dress shoe gently pinned it down.

He crouched, fixing his gaze on her.

Selena was putting on a brave face; she hadn't expected Shelley Harper to prepare such things. She tugged at the toy, but Raymond didn't budge.

Taking a deep breath, she offered, "If Mr. Montague likes it, you can have it."

Just as she tried to rise, he grasped her chin, causing her pain, her brow furrowing.

"Only two days apart and this thirsty?" he mocked, picking up the item with his other hand, examining it still in its packaging.

"Who did you plan on using this with?"

Selena was on the verge of tears, her eyes reddening with distress.

Austin Reed arrived, calling

Raymond Montague. Though he didn't recognize him, the aura around Raymond was clearly not to

Austin approached

already released her, his

warnings, thought Selena was in trouble

spoke up, "Austin

looked at Raymond, hesitating before asking,

a smile, and started to

pulled her into

she could cheat with you, she could do the same with others. Such people have no moral bottom line.

Skywalk's top floor was

tried to explain, but Raymond kissed

"Mr. Montague, mm..."

harsh on her lip, "Two days apart, and you've found

scoffed, glancing at the bag in

you planning to play with that young star if you hadn't

wanted to say it was a gift, but who would believe such a thing? And why should

a suite, its luxury rivaling Raymond's hotel

door shut, and she

remained off, their breaths mingling

"Mr. Montague!"

hurt, and she couldn't help but ask, "I don't understand why you're

outside illuminated