Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 541 The Woman Named Selena, Her True Identity Revealed.

In the quiet confines of the room, Olivia's bodyguard leaned in, his voice a hushed whisper against her ear. "Miss Stone, the information you requested about Selena was procured last night. We were puzzled, so we double-checked, and the results remained the same."

Olivia's brows knitted together in a frown, her curiosity piqued. "What did you find?"

The bodyguard cast a wary glance around the room before cautiously revealing, "Selena is, in fact, Mr. Montague's wife."

The revelation hit Olivia like a bolt of lightning, causing her to stagger, her knees threatening to buckle beneath her. "Impossible!" she exclaimed, her voice sharp enough to draw the attention of those nearby. Swiftly, she lowered her tone, her complexion paling. "It can't be the same person. Investigate again!"

The thought of Raymond's fascination with Selena being rooted in his attraction to his own wife was inconceivable to Olivia. A chill ran down her spine, her mind thrown into a whirlwind of confusion.

"Miss Stone, we've verified the information twice. It's difficult for me to believe as well, but the results are unchanging," the bodyguard insisted, presenting Selena's profile. Olivia's fingers trembled as she skimmed through the documents. The words seemed to swim before her eyes: Selena, a Harvard University student, Steve's apprentice.

of dizziness washed over her as

fit of rage, she tore the documents into pieces. "How can this be? How?" She lashed out, kicking the

the Stone family quickly intervened, his voice a low warning, "Miss

cover of her bodyguard, she made her exit. Her mind was a tumultuous storm, and it was only when she stepped

oblivious to her true identity, contemplating divorce. If he were to discover the truth, they would be

taste filled Olivia's mouth as she recalled the humiliation she had suffered at Selena's hands over Steve's painting. She had been bested by the same woman

eyes filled with hatred. The shock of the revelation had left her with no appetite for the meal she was supposed to share with Raymond. She needed to find a quiet

Christopher. I can't recall if he gave me any other presents. Perhaps

truth was, she had purchased the bracelet herself long ago, from an obscure shop with no paper trail. Even if Raymond wished to investigate, there would be no way to trace it. By implying that Christopher had given her multiple gifts, she was certain Raymond would come to her aid in the

us for the meal?" Raymond asked,

her pallor, he

forced a smile, shaking her head. "I'm not feeling