Reclaiming Her Heart

No one else spoke at the scene. Everyone wasn't blind and could see that Raymond was somewhat unwilling. And Selena was originally planning to find Caterlington. It was Emily's push that caused an accident and resulted in her kissing Raymond.

Originally, everyone suspected that she was a person who spent the night with Raymond, but now they let go of their worries. So the women in the room began to look at each other with suspicion in their eyes and as for Selena, they were jealous.

That was kissing Raymond, after all. His lips were so thin, it looked like they would feel great. After Selena apologized, she saw the bottle in the room continue to spin.

The atmosphere at the scene became somewhat strange because of her kiss with Raymond. Those who wanted to make fun but didn't dare to make fun of Raymond himself noticed his coldness and closed their mouths. But Emily's previous behavior was to be criticized, so someone murmured,

"Emily, did you go too far? Caterlington didn't say anything."

Now Emily finally came to her senses.

"Who allowed her to kiss someone randomly? She's not even familiar with Caterlington!"

During the last event at Harvard University, Selena was suspected of flirting with Caterlington. Now she wanted to kiss Caterlington in front of her. How could she let it happen?

"This is a game of truth or dare. If you don't want to play, then don't participate."

These were Caterlington's words, and only he dared to say them to Emily. Emily's eyes immediately turned red, and she trembled with anger. She glared at Selena with hatred, and began to grind her teeth. Selena pretended not to see, quietly waiting for the game to end. An hour later, the game finally concluded.

Selena stood up to leave, but remembered the eight million she had to compensate. She turned to Raymond, who was beside her, and asked.

"Mr. Montague, what is your card number?"

Raymond held a glass of wine in his hand, gently swirling it with his fingertips. Selena had a few extra drinks during the game, and she was a little drunk now, but she still remembered her debt. Raymond, on the other hand, was completely sober.

He looked at her, his gaze brushing over her slightly flushed cheeks. She was not completely drunk, her eyes were still bright. It was similar to that night. The scent of wine lingered in the air, brushing against their skin. "Where did you get the money?"

"I borrowed it."

Raymond didn't pay much attention to women's bags and attire, but Selena's expenses were not extravagant, and her relatives were still in the countryside. It didn't seem like she came from a wealthy family, at most a comfortable one.

Who would lend her eight million so easily, Just as he was about to say she didn't need to compensate, he heard her add.

"My husband lent it to me. He's very generous."

Raymond had previously thought that her husband was a leech and her relatives had even mentioned that he had affairs outside of marriage.

But she seemed very protective of him, both on the phone and in private, never saying a negative word about him.

Was she just in love or did she not want to reveal the mess of her marriage to others. There were many women in the entertainment industry like this, where their husbands had affairs but they would still pretend to be composed and affectionate in public.

Raymond sneered and stood up.

"Since you don't have the money, next time take responsibility for yourself."

Selena also stood up.

"Mr. Montague, please provide your card number."

At this moment, everyone else in the private room had already left, thoroughly intoxicated.

Emily volunteered to send Caterlington home, Alex went to pay the bill, leaving only the two of them in the room.

Selena followed behind Raymond, feeling anxious when she saw his refusal to communicate.

"Mr. Montague?"

Raymond's footsteps paused, his tone slightly cold.

"If you think there's too much money, then donate it to charity."

Selena, although slightly tipsy, realized that he was angry, but at the moment she didn't know what she did wrong, so she changed the subject.

"Then I'll bring soup to Mr. Montague later."

Raymond's back stiffened, and he couldn't help but look back at her. She was already stunning in appearance, and her tone just now carried a trace of subtle grievance, even though she herself didn't notice it. Raymond lowered his gaze and saw her take a step forward, instantly closing the distance between them. He could even smell the fragrance on her, just like that night.