Reclaiming Her Heart

Raymond sat in a private room at the Sky Gallery, with many bottles of alcohol in front of him. Paul was on the phone nearby, probably discussing something related to Christopher's alter ego. Christopher's alter ego told the higher-ups that he had lost the memory of the experiment and had forgotten the location of the chip. He needed to interact more with people he was familiar with to remember.

As for the people he was familiar with, Paul was one, Raymond was one, and Selena was one.

Of course, this also included all the members of the Montague family.noveldrama

Paul irritably put down his phone and saw Raymond sitting silently beside him.

He immediately felt deflated.

"Did you really let him infiltrate the Montague family so easily? Tonight, the Montague family is throwing him a welcome party, and everyone in Silver Bay City knows about it. If you don't attend, rumors of discord between you brothers will spread quickly. I also heard that Abigail is rushing back overnight."

Raymond's fingers twitched slightly, gently swirling his drink.

Paul sighed, "When we didn't know Christopher was still alive, I helped you search for him everywhere. But now that he's really back, something feels off. His intention is clear-he wants to reclaim the position of president of the Montague Group and push you out of the Montague family. Christopher has changed. He may still appear gentle on the surface, but he's very aggressive, especially towards you."

After saying this, Paul took a sip of the drink beside him and added somewhat strangely, "Raymond, I remember your relationship wasn't this bad before, right? Back then, Christopher wanted to get a dog, but he didn't know you were allergic to dog hair. Catherine knew but didn't care. Because of your allergy, Christopher gave the puppy away. And when you cried after a fight as a child, he always comforted you. We often got into fights with others back then, and you got beaten up the most. He couldn't stand it and would help you."

Paul had met Christopher's alter ego yesterday and felt that his demeanor was somewhat

strange.

Raymond put down the glass in his hand and leaned back on the sofa.

He had drunk quite a bit, reaching out and grasping at the air in front of him. "Selena."

He hadn't listened to a word Paul had said.

Paul opened his phone and checked the group messages. Everyone was discussing the Montague family's welcome party tonight, and Abigail would personally host it.

Everyone was subtly trying to find out if Raymond would attend.

Paul felt only irritation, turned off the screen, and, thinking of something, called Selena. "Raymond is drunk and calling your name."

Since Raymond left in the morning, the two hadn't been in contact.

Selena had been feeling uneasy, and upon hearing this, she immediately drove over.

She ran so fast that she tripped before entering the private room, losing a shoe in the gap, unable to retrieve it.

Noticing a shadow standing beside her, she looked up and saw Paul.

Paul raised his chin and asked her, "Did you see the statue at the entrance of the Sky Gallery?" Not knowing why he asked this, Selena still nodded.

The statue was quite conspicuous, reportedly costing millions of dollars.

Paul held a cigarette between his fingers, his posture somewhat arrogant.

"Last time, someone got drunk and mistook the statue for you, insisting on taking it home." Selena was speechless, unable to imagine Raymond doing such a thing.

"Selena, I've known him for so many years. He's always been silent with others, reluctant to say much. But with you, he's verbally tough, unwilling to admit his feelings. The harsher he speaks to you, the more he hopes you'll stand by his side. Just a few words to appease him, even if they're lies, and he'll believe you. All he wants is a sign of your attitude."

Paul threw the cigarette butt into a nearby trash can, not wanting to say more, and left directly. Selena looked at her sunken shoe, ignored it, and simply took off the other shoe before entering the private room.

She saw Raymond sitting quietly alone in the dark.

"Raymond?"

She called out to him.

Raymond immediately sat up straight, his gaze first falling on her face, then slowly moving down

to see her barefoot.

"Why aren't you wearing shoes?"

His voice was pleasant, his enunciation clear, making Selena think he wasn't drunk.

Until she saw him take off his suit jacket and place it at her feet.

He even squatted in front of her, looking up at her with a layer of moisture in his eyes.

"Use this."

The suit's fabric was high-end, slippery underfoot, but hearing his words, she felt like laughing. "Raymond, you're drunk. I'll take you home."

Raymond returned to the sofa, turning away in a huff.

"Aren't you ignoring me? He's back, and you're happy, right? Congratulations, you two can finally

get back together again after all these years. And I, the poor soul, have to witness it."

Selena wanted to laugh even more. What was all this about?