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Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 402
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Chapter 402: A Man Must Be Flexible She took a quiet breath, wrapped her arms around Raymond Montague's neck, and kissed him.

In her limited experience, she had always been passive, unsure how to take the lead.

Raymond then pressed her firmly against him.

The roles reversed.

After ten minutes, Selena was released, but she hadn't forgotten her goal.

"Mr. Montague, was that alright?" Any remaining irritation vanished without a trace.

Raymond gazed at her face and suddenly spoke, "I have a thing for cleanliness." "I know." "Other thanand your husband, have you been with any other men?" "No." Satisfied, Raymond turned away, his tone lighter, "You can rest for a week." "Thank you, Mr. Montague." He ignored her, stepping into the elevator.

Selena didn't follow.

As the elevator doors closed, Raymond felt an urge to smoke.

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The moment she kissed him, he felt his heart miss a beat.

It was an unfamiliar sensation.

One he had never experienced before.

Returning to the private room, Alex Reed raised his glass in mock celebration.

"Raymond, that was quick, huh?" The words 'not good' and 'quick' were triggers for any man.

Raymond simply replied, "Get lost." Alex glanced at him, then offered a tissue.

Raymond glanced back, taking the tissue and wiping the corner of his mouth, revealing a smear of red.

He remembered her lipstick was darker tonight.

Paul looked on, confused.

"Did you really get together with the designer?" Raymond crumpled the tissue in his hand, and talked back, "What's it to you?" Paul, holding a drink, smirked coldly, "She's quite the catch, even for you." Raymond leaned back, listening as Paul continued, "Who knows how many times she's been handled. You're not picky." Alex quickly covered the man's mouth, sensing Raymond's lingering interest in Selena.

Men's protective instincts could easily lead to a fight.

Paul was blunt, often speaking without thinking.

Raymond's gaze turned icy as he looked at him, "What do you mean?" Alex quickly lifted his glass, "Hey, we're all brothers here. Don't talk like that. Selena's quite unique, especially in the capital's circles." Paul stared at Raymond, ignoring Alex.

"I admit she's unique, but I remember she's married. No matter how pretty, she's not worth my brother rushing to be her side piece." Alex scrambled to smooth things over, "What side piece? That sounds so crude." Both men expected Raymond to be angry. They knew him well enough after all these years.

But Raymond simply picked up his drink.

"You can calla side piece if you want, but don't talk about her like that. She's only been withand her husband." Alex's mouth twitched..

Paul was speechless, unsure where to even start with his retort.

The points were too many.

Paul, hot-tempered and cunning as he was, found himself speechless for the first time, with veins throbbing on st time, his forehead Alex gave a thumbs up, "That's the spirit, Raymond! That's how a man should be, adaptable!" They didn't mention Raymond's wife at home, a person with so little presence.

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Just a pawn in a transaction, destined to be discarded.

In the world of the wealthy, such women were no different from tools, devoid of thought and dignity. Selena Fair was still on the top floor, realizing she couldn't move the elevator without a card.

And for the sake of privacy, the stairwell was also locked.

Raymond had probably forgotten that the elevator needed a card to operate when he left.

For now, Selena was forgotten there.

She took out her phone and called Raymond.

His phone had been on silent since entering the Skywalk and he hadn't noticed the calls.

It wasn't until the event was over, around eleven, that he at he got up to leave and saw Selenia's three missed calls and a text message. [I don't have a card...] Even without any emojis, he felt her helplessness.

Then he excused himself to Alex and went upstairs.