Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 436 Tearing the Painting

Catherine didn't expect Selena to do something so audacious, and scorn flickered in her eyes.

"It's good for her to taste hardship. It will prevent her from getting too arrogant with Grandad's indulgence, as if she can do as she pleases within the family."

The two of them enjoyed a pleasant teatime inside the villa, savoring tea and fruit.

Meanwhile, Selena stood out in the courtyard, the midday sun beating down mercilessly, the ground beneath her scorching hot.

Sweat rolled down her forehead.

September weather was typically the hottest.

After two hours, Selena's complexion had lost all color.

Ultimately, Mrs. Montague, concerned that Selena might faint and cause a scene that would reach Mr. Montague Sr and lead to another argument, came outside. Seeing Selena close to collapsing, she frowned. "You may go back. Learn your lesson. Don't speak out of turn," she said, essentially warning her not to gossip in front of Mr. Montague Sr.

and

had indeed learned her lesson-not to give

Mrs. Montague," she

a glance. The servant knowingly reached for the painting in Selena's hand and tore it in two with a rip. Selena's

a teacup, her demeanor

it's no

lips quivered, her tone turning

"Mrs. Montague."

servant, her heart bleeding as she saw

heartfelt creation

carefully rolled up what remained, taking a

about that. I didn't have my eyes on your grandson, either. I shouldn't have come today, making us both uncomfortable. From now on, you don't need to bother calling me over." Mrs. Montague thought she must have misheard, staring in

her a chance to respond, heading straight

Bam!

her chest a few times before asking her servant in a shaky voice,

equally surprised but not daring to repeat Selena's words, just lowered his head