Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 502 Lingering Affection, Perhaps?

"Madam, it appears my presence is unwelcome. I shall take my leave," Selena stated, her voice laced with a hint of regret. Madame Montague, trembling with fury, could only stammer, "You, you..." But by the time she found her words, Selena was already out of sight. In the aftermath of her departure, Madame Montague was once again rushed to the hospital.

As Selena navigated the winding roads leading away from Wolfland, she glanced at the check resting on the passenger seat. A wave of relief washed over her, so potent that it managed to momentarily overshadow the throbbing pain in her neck. She had no intention of addressing the discomfort; there were more pressing matters at hand.

She pulled into the parking lot of a second-hand luxury goods market. The shopkeeper, a man of middle age, squinted at the bracelet in her hand, adjusting his glasses several times in disbelief. "Are you certain you wish to pawn this?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Selena simply nodded in response.

Wiping the sweat from his brow, the shopkeeper suggested, "Miss, this piece is quite valuable. Our owner happens to be present today. I'll consult with him. Please, make yourself comfortable in the waiting room." Two attendants guided Selena to a nearby lounge, leaving the shopkeeper to handle the precious item with utmost care as he ascended the stairs.

"Boss Paul, a lady wishes to pawn this," he began, laying the bracelet before the man seated in the chair. "It was showcased in the last jewelry exhibit a unique piece, the only one of its kind in the world. Due to its immense value..."

dealt primarily with luxury goods. But this market was a lucrative business, dealing in everything from high-end items to under-the-table weapons,

at the bracelet, Paul inquired, "Is it authentic?" The shopkeeper nodded, "I've

"And its estimated worth?"

million, but our maximum

rarity could indeed command a higher price over time. "Keep it," he finally decided, returning his

Selena. "Miss, our boss can offer a maximum of one hundred fifty million." Selena blinked

she echoed, her voice a

second-hand market, after all. Luxury items depreciate significantly once they leave

was already on her feet. The shopkeeper braced himself for a refusal, only to hear

fifty million! Coupled with today's earnings from Madame Montague, she was on the verge of pocketing a staggering two hundred fifty million. The shopkeeper,

was deposited into Selena's account. He escorted her to the door, his manner nothing short of reverential. "Miss, with this card and transactions exceeding a hundred million, you'll be considered

number. Once back in her car, she found her thoughts returning to the bracelet. Had Raymond