Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 520 Drawing the Line

Selena had already made her way outside, her figure silhouetted against the evening light. Lucas Den's car was parked nearby, summoned by a message she had dispatched earlier. After all, she was still an employee under Lucas Den's payroll, and even though he was yet to arrive in Ridgefield, it was time to utilize his services.

As Selena rounded the corner, her eyes set on Lucas Den's car, Raymond abruptly seized her uninjured wrist. They were still within the garden's confines, and a handful of scattered bystanders turned their attention to Raymond upon witnessing his action.

Selena's gaze fell to his slender fingertips encircling her wrist, her brow furrowing in confusion. "Mr. Montague, is there an issue?" she inquired.

Raymond relinquished his hold on her wrist, his voice laced with frustration. "I've been sending you messages these past days; you haven't responded."

"If it's not concerning Manhattan, I fail to see why I need to respond to you," she retorted.

"Why didn't you appreciate my intervention with the drink?" he asked, his tone accusatory.

"Mr. Montague, you are a client. It's inappropriate for a client to intervene on my behalf," she replied, her voice firm. With the single word 'client,' she delineated a clear boundary between them.

Raymond felt a sharp pang in his heart, but he managed to suppress his anger, given their public setting. His expression darkened as he looked at her. "How did your hand get injured?" he asked, his voice barely a whisper.

indicating her impatience and lack of interest in discussing

first time, Raymond felt the sting of his unwelcome presence. He looked down at her, her face still cool and impassive. Leaning in, he locked his gaze with hers.

have you never been rejected by a woman before? If simply

her eyes. "I'm married now. Naturally, I have to maintain a distance from you to avoid unnecessary gossip.

you admit there's something going on,

the mood. The tension between them was palpable - they hadn't exchanged harsh words, but the air was thick with

she declared, looking up at him, her

previous encounters were nothing more than a fleeting

intimidated; she stood her ground, said her piece, and turned to leave. His threat echoed behind her, "Are you aware of the

splashed the drink in his face. She had done the same to Catherine before, and

scent of alcohol filled Raymond's nostrils, and all eyes turned towards them, the crowd stepping back in shock. This designer was playing with fire

"What consequences? My

attended numerous such events, but tonight marked the first time he had been

vibrantly and there were no guests