Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 512 The Child with a Cruel Streak

Observing Cassius' apparent discomfort, Selena approached him, her hands moving to knead the tension from his shoulders and neck.

"I've learned this massage technique online, Grandpa Cassius," she informed him, her fingers diligently working to alleviate his stiffness. "It's said to be quite beneficial."

Cassius had always admired Selena's selfless nature. She was straightforward, devoid of any hidden agendas. He placed the chess piece he had been holding onto the board. "Ah, Selena," he sighed, "If only Raymond could show your level of sensibility, I would be satisfied."

Cassius had always kept a watchful eye on Raymond, understanding his temperament better than most. The young man had made quite a reputation for himself during his teenage years, not merely due to his ambitions, but also his resilience. As Selena continued her ministrations, her fingers gently pressing into the old man's skin, Cassius let out a deep sigh.

"Raymond has a bit of a temper," he confessed. "He's not one for conversation, but if provoked, there's no predicting his actions."

Selena's hands faltered, uncertain of what he meant by 'actions.'

Cassius lifted his hand, patting hers gently. "If you ever feel wronged, remember to confide in me as you did previously. That boy can be quite callous, and I fear he may have been unkind to you." "No, he hasn't," Selena assured him.

car and drove away. She was waiting at a traffic light when she noticed Shelley in a taxi, her

came to a halt, and Shelley emerged.

returned to Shelley. "What happened to your

she lost control-hurled a paring knife at me. Hit me right in the palm." Despite her tough exterior,

held her uninjured hand gently, his voice soft. "Shelley, don't visit next time. She's been

her spirits lifting slightly at the

many stitches?" Selena

"Five."

should resort to throwing knives. That's akin to

discern some emotion in his eyes, but all she saw was guilt. "I shouldn't have brought Shelley to the hospital.

Selena's arm. "Selena, this isn't Philip's fault. I didn't anticipate her throwing a kitchen knife. It seems she has a grudge against me, so I won't visit

at this point. Shelley was the sole heiress of the Harper family, a true blue-blood. Why should she tolerate such absurdity for a man of lesser means? Moreover,

of doubt was planted, Selena found herself stealing glances at Philip. But then Shelley tugged at her arm. "It's fortunate we ran into you. Could you give Philip and me a lift? By the way, are you feeling better?" Selena nodded and opened the car doors for