NovelOnlineChapter 388 This Scent Stirs the Heart Raymond sat down at the desk and picked up the documents. "What's the matter?" "Mr. Butler has a painting up for auction recently. I don't know if you plan to go to Spain. Don't you appreciate Mr. Butler's art? If you're going, can you takewith you?" Olivia's tone had a hint of coquettishness as she looked at the things on the table and slowly sat down.
"Perfect timing, I haven't had dinner yet. Join me," Raymond said, but his gaze remained on the documents. "Let's talk about it later," he added.
"Raymond, it was because you appreciated Mr. Butler's style that I went all the way to learn from him. But he already had closed-door disciples, and I don't know who they are. I heard they are quite young," Olivia said defiantly. "Maybe they're his relatives." Raymond frowned slightly, "Olivia, I have business to deal with." Ever since Olivia entered this place, she always felt that something was off about this space. It was a feminine intuition.
"Raymond, did the housekeeping staff forget to clean the room this morning?" She was about to walk towards the bedroom, but Raymond did not say anything.
Olivia pushed open the bedroom door and found two pillows on the bed. If only one person was sleeping, the other pillow should have been put away. Her brows furrowed, and a sense of unease passed through her mind as she walked directly towards the closet..
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMeanwhile, Selena, hiding inside, felt her heart skip a beat when she heard the sound of high heels. It was truly over now. Knowing Olivia's fondness for Raymond, she could only imagine how Olivia would retaliate next.
Just as Olivia was about to open the closet door, Raymond appeared at the doorway, holding his hands slightly, his tone indifferent.
"I have germ phobia," he said. He didn't like others touching his things.
Olivia was just confused earlier and had actually barged into the bedroom. She quickly withdrew her hand and smiled at him.
"I just wanted to buy you a few ties, so I was looking to see which suits you usually wear." Raymond didn't expose her and walked back to the living room. Olivia had no choice but to follow, feeling somewhat embarrassed. Selena heaved a sigh of relief when she heard footsteps fading away.
In the living room, Olivia spoke softly.
"Raymond, I know you won't go looking for other women." Raymond sat back in his chair again, pen in hand, continuing to review.
Worried that he might be angry, Olivia glanced at the food cart beside her, feeling even more uneasy.
"Well, I'll be going. If you're attending the auction in Spain, I can accompany you as your companion." "Mm." Raymond's gaze didn't meet hers.
Olivia gazed at this man she was infatuated with but hadn't accepted her proposal, and reluctantly walked to the door.
Raymond's voice cfrom behind.
"Return the room key." Olivia's face beceven more embarrassed because everyone thought she and Raymond were getting married, which worked to her advantage. When she asked for the room key from the front desk manager, they readily gave it to her.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNow, Raymond's words clearly indicated his dissatisfaction with her actions. She opened her mouth, feeling ashamed and embarrassed, tightly biting her lip. "Understood." As she stepped out of the room, resentment filled her eyes! Recalling the long hair she had found in his room last time, she was certain that Raymond had a bed partner! Could it be Selena? She immediately called the hotel's security to check, but all information regarding Raymond was kept confidential.
Livid with anger, Olivia returned the room key and waited downstairs. She wanted to see which shameless slut would crawl into bed with him! ***** Inside the room.
Raymond got up and headed to the bedroom. The bedroom was elegantly decorated with custom-made European-style bed and a row of cabinets. An air of subtle luxury permeated the space. He opened the cabdoors and saw several neatly pressed suits hanging inside, with a beautiful woman sitting below them.
He crouched down, locking eyes with her.
Selena wasn't wearing shoes; in her haste to enter, she had kicked them under the bed. She curled her knees up, wearing only a shirt.
The scent of her permeated the closet, not a fragrance, but the smell of the shower gel he often used. He was accustomed to this scent, never thinking much of it. But at this moment, faced with her eyes full of lingering fear, he found this scent inexplicably stirring his heartstrings.
Selena was about to step out when the next second, she was pushed deeper into the closet, overtaken by his kiss.
In this narrow space, she couldn't move.
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