Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 486 She'd Probably Like It, Wouldn’t She?

The color was almost irresistible to any onlooker.

"John," Raymond beckoned.

Without hesitation, John handed over the checkbook.

"And the cost?" Raymond questioned, his gaze unflinching.

"Two million."

Barely suppressing his elation, the salesman hastily encased the bracelet in an elegant box.

This was a novel experience for Raymond, who typically left all shopping matters to John's discerning eye.

himself compelled to ask, "Mr. Montague, is this

gift, given so casually, could

his

"No."

obvious, merely

the financial aftermath, Raymond joined the executives

relieved of their suspense,

the gift accompanying him. As he disembarked from the plane, he promptly activated his cellphone, anticipating a barrage of missed calls. To his astonishment, aside

if he had inadvertently

office at the Montague estate. It was at this point he decided to message Selena. [People in Manhattan inquired last time whether you desired a painting

a question Selena had asked long ago. When she received his message, she was in the midst of addressing high-level matters within the Fair family. She couldn't afford a moment's respite, given the young hopefuls required her meticulous evaluation. The past week had been particularly demanding, with scarce rest as she threw herself into her work,

she needed him most, his phone had been off. Catherine's attempted call hadn't even merited an explanation or

always made a point to keep her distance? Why was he so

sense of calm. She had lost ten pounds in the past week alone. She hadn't been eagerly anticipating a future with Raymond's child, but having an abortion forced upon her without her consent made her feel no better than livestock, her dignity trampled. To add insult to injury, he had the audacity to dismiss her that night. And now, as if