Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 487 Serves You Right for Not Recognizing Your Own Wife!

Selena cast a fleeting glance at the incoming message, her gaze then drifting to the mountainous pile of documents on her desk, all awaiting her attention.

She responded to the message with a quick text.

Selena: [I might be a bit late]

Raymond: [Okay.]

Having sent her response, Selena set her phone aside, immersing herself in the paperwork with a newfound determination.

When she finally emerged from the sea of documents, she glanced out the window to find the sky darkening. She was taken aback by the late hour. Swiftly, she picked up her phone again. Four hours had slipped by since her last exchange with Raymond.

A small crease of worry formed on her forehead. Surely, Raymond wasn't still waiting for her?

Selena: [Mr. Montague, where are you at?]

Raymond: [The company]

Inside the office, the air was thick with tension. Earlier in the evening, the executives had reported to Raymond, immediately sensing his foul mood.

As one of them exited the office, he seemed almost shaky, hastily warning a colleague about to enter, "The boss is in a bad mood, tread lightly."

As a result, those who had planned to report that night lost their nerve and dared not enter the office.

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found himself questioning her sense of time. When had

irritation ebbed slightly, and he managed to muster

then, another message from

how

Raymond's anger flared up

Raymond: [Come now.]

typing those words, he slowly

Raymond: [As you wish.]

reply before he stood up, leaving the gift on his desk untouched, and

still smoldered within him. But Raymond was the type of man whose anger made him more composed, never allowing it to

if Raymond had returned to town

given that Alex's

steering wheel firmly. His eyes held the depth of the night, his entire demeanor

on his window. Frowning, he rolled it down to find Caterlington in a dark red suit, who had

glance and then rolled the

pressed on the gas. However, unexpectedly, a car-Caterlington's-cut

face hardened as he floored the

face earlier that evening. But he hadn't anticipated Raymond's car barreling towards him, nearly causing a collision. Had Caterlington not swerved

his competitive spirit now fully ignited, as

through the early evening traffic. With a new housing development underway on the outskirts, the road was

are trucks aplenty, danger

adept at driving, and tonight he was in his sports