Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 657 Behind is an Abyss of Darkness

Selena didn't want to talk about Raymond, but she had to admit it.

"Mr. Montague said he got tired of me, so I had no choice but to find another way to make a living."

She spoke so gracefully about being discarded.

Richard's brow furrowed. For some reason, hearing this made him uncomfortable.

Even though he was a playboy, too, he felt Selena shouldn't be the one getting dumped. She seemed more like the one who'd do the dumping. "Don't be sad. There are plenty of other guys besides Raymond."

But Richard's older brother had warned him not to make an enemy of Raymond.

"When Raymond was in Vistalia, he spent all his time on Wealth Light Valley Street studying data. The people there are very exclusive and didn't like a young guy barging in. I heard they threw him into an underground fighting ring." Selena's heart tightened. She'd never seen an underground fighting ring, but she knew it must be twisted if it was a rich man's toy.

She waited for Richard to continue, but he stopped and looked at her.

"Mr. Smith, and then? How did he get out?" Selena asked.

Richard smiled and tapped his fingers on the window frame.

"You know places like Vistalia don't ban guns, right? Even the government can't control these people. Whoever has money is the boss. Raymond quickly amassed wealth there, and now the entire underground fighting ring is his territory. Seems he gambled his life to get it."

wheel tightened. She could hardly believe

was a bit crazy, but she didn't expect

tone was attractive to women. When he looked at

of the underground fighting ring is terrifying. Later, he returned to Wealth Light Valley Street and used that money to plan the biggest acquisition. I heard a lot of people jumped off buildings because of it a

had told Selena that sometimes the information gap is

one hand, a smile playing

positive outcome that you two separated amicably. He doesn't strike me as

She had learned enough

she felt there was

of a five-story villa, the iron gate slowly

guest today, so she

polite to Richard; after all, the

man in his fifties sitting in the center, and next

to the large chandelier, the cold white

seemed like beams of light were shooting out like golden threads. Apparently, Raymond

saying something to Raymond, who had no expression.

some reason, Raymond found this scene

quickly stood up and went

long time

it's been