Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 435 Punishment

"Her name is Selena, Mom. Dad was adamant about the match, and even if she manages to offend everyone else in the Montague family, she's still secured her place," Catherine relayed. Mrs. Montague read between the lines and scoffed.

"Call her and tell her to drop by tomorrow. I want to see for myself what makes the woman who married Raymond so special!"

Mrs. Montague's strained relationship with Mr. Montague Sr meant she only visited home once a year. After the incident with Christopher Montague, she moved out and never returned. Mrs. Montague had a clear favorite, and it was her grandson, Christopher. She cherished him as if he were the apple of her eye.

As for Raymond, she tended to be stricter with him.

The reason it had to be tomorrow was due to a family dinner at the Montague estate tonight. It was certainly no occasion for Selena to attend.

Nevertheless, Mr. Montague Sr. and Raymond were still noticeably absent.

It wasn't until the following day, when Selena received a message from the Montague family asking her to come to Wolfland, that she discovered Mrs. Montague had returned.

In three years since her marriage into the Montague family, Selena had never met Mrs. Montague. Cassius had hinted that the old woman was quite a tough cookie.

her mentor had given her to present to Mrs. Montague,

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the servant rolled his eyes upon opening the door to her a familiar yet dismissive welcome. Catherine had a habit of chastising Selena, and over time, the staff had learned to take their cues from

the servant into the grand hall where she immediately spotted the elegant but

to call her 'grandma' as their eyes met. She felt instantly that she

Montague scrutinized her, judging her worth as though assessing merchandise. "You

sipping her tea with an air of superiority. It was as if sparing a few words

your fondness for his work and brought

interest. But as

fake, indisputably. Olivia had already presented her with the genuine

correct?"

there something

next second, Mrs. Montague slammed her teacup

you think my sight is so dim? Or that I can't distinguish

the woman