Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 853 Why Does Everyone Love Him?

Selena slammed her laptop shut, not even realizing how hard she did it.

Noticing Selena had been zoning out for a while, Fiona asked, "Ms. Fair, you okay? Your face is super red."

Selena touched her burning cheek. "I'm fine, Fiona. You should hit the sack early. I'm skipping dinner tonight. Heading to bed."

As she stepped into the bathroom, Ann pinged her with a work message.

[Ms. Fair, we've locked in the lead actress. Should we go with a newbie for the lead actor? I sent their profiles to your email. Also, all supporting roles are cast. Once we pick the lead actor, we can start filming. I talked to Mr. Newman tonight, and he's ready when we are.]

Selena's laptop was off, so she had to get up and turn it back on to check.

But she was too wiped out tonight, so she replied: [Rest up. Tomorrow's the weekend. Everyone's been busting their butts lately.]

Ann: [Got it, Ms. Fair. Good night.]

Selena put down her phone, her mind foggy. She had a dream about her wedding, but the groom wasn't Raymond. She knew who it was. Her palms were sweaty, and she was freaking out. There were flowers, drinks, and people congratulating her all around.

The door to the wedding venue swung open, and Raymond barged in with a bunch of bodyguards. He asked her, "What am I to you?"

I just don't get why everyone

asked with teary eyes, looking at her with a mix of love

was so scared she jolted awake, her forehead drenched

beside her, feeling like the intense pain from

on, the unease faded a bit, but she

got up and opened the window, letting the

have

feeling a sharp pain in

on at the company, her mental

at Ashbourne Manor called, saying she was two

exposed, Selena had barely been to Ashbourne Manor. After settling the overdue fees, she asked the property management to list the house for sale. Since she wasn't gonna live there, she might as well turn

call from property management that afternoon. Someone wanted the house and needed to

changed jobs and has been eyeing houses in this community. There are no other listings, and she really likes your place." Selena didn't hesitate, drove

keys to the woman,

for sale here. I wish you a happy life. I'll move

was the quickest deal Selena had

at Ashbourne Manor, property management called again, saying something had happened. "Ms. Fair, you need to come and

earlier was now sitting on the sofa crying, with several cops

still had no clue what