Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 510 Did Raymond Finally Get His Comeuppance? "Regrettably, I have prior engagements this evening," cthe unexpected response. Alex blinked in surprise, certain he had misheard. This was, after all, Qin Bo Huai's welcdinner, a gathering that had always been a source of joy for the quartet. It was highly unlikely that one of them would forego it due to other commitments. Puzzled, Alex wracked his brain before voicing his uncertainty, "You didn't get hit, did you? Are you concealing a mark that's too embarrassing to display?" His conjecture, honed by his experience as a screenwriter, was remarkably accurate. Raymond's breathing hitched, and the call was abruptly terminated. Alex, left staring at the disconnected call, collapsed into a fit of laughter. Who would have thought that Raymond would finally meet his reckoning? Raymond, in a fit of frustration, tossed his spider-web-cracked phone aside. "Procure a new one for me," he instructed John, who nodded in affirmation and promptly contacted the seller.

Fresh from her morning ablutions, Selena was greeted by the arrival of a breakfast cart, wheeled in by a server. However, trailing behind the server was an unexpected guest - Olivia. Her face was a mask of shock and disbelief as she took in the sight of the marked-up Selena. Selena herself was taken aback by Olivia's sudden appearance, the timing of which was far from ideal.

"Miss, this is the breakfast Mr. Montague has prepared for you," announced the server, before promptly exiting the room, leaving the cart behind.

Olivia's gaze, filled with resentment, bore into Selena. She had long been aware of Selena's affair with Raymond, but witnessing it firsthand was a bitter pill to swallow. The marks on Selena's neck felt like slaps to Olivia's face, igniting a fire within her that refused to be tamed.

She had never thought Raymond capable of leaving such marks, having always perceived him as indifferent towards such passions. Her fingertips tightened involuntarily at her side.

"Do you genuinely believe that sleeping with Raymond will lead him to marry you?" Olivia spat out, her voice dripping with venom.

Selena, upon seeing Olivia's poorly concealed tremors, chuckled. "If Raymond is indeed intent on marrying you, Miss Stone, then why the urgency?" In response, Olivia's hand swung out in a slap, her fury manifesting as the single word, "Slut!" However, her wrist was caught mid-air by Selena, who, with a firm push, sent Olivia stumbling onto the serving cart. The impact caused soups and sauces to splatter onto her dress.

Selena's philosophy was simple; she might tolerate Raymond's slights, but she would not endure such treatment from anyone else, not even from Madam Montague.

Olivia's eyes blazed with fury as she glanced at the overturned dishes, her nails digging into her palms. "Raymond merely sees you as a cheap form of entertainment, nothing more. To men, you're nothing but a commodity." Selena spared Olivia a glance, her tone indifferent. "Miss Stone, your insults are futile. Perhaps you should address your concerns to Raymond. Ask him to control his urges, to stop pursuing me. Frankly, I'm tired of the inconvenience." With that, Selena exited the room, stepping into the elevator. She exhaled deeply, feeling akin to the spiteful mistress from a . She closed her eyes and placed a hand over her unsettled stomach. Meanwhile, Olivia vented her rage in the privacy of her room, wishing she could purge the tainted space. However, it was Raymond's room, a place she dared not defile. Instead, she frantically summoned the staff to sanitize every inch. The thought of Selena, the despicable woman, spending the entire night in Raymond's bed, possibly even sharing his bathroom for intimate moments, filled Olivia with a seething jealousy. She retreated to the hotel's public restroom, scrubbing the stains off her clothes and staring at her own wild reflection.

Then, she dialed a number - that of Oliver Montague, Raymond's cousin, who had always harbored feelings for Olivia. Oliver, who had a deep-seated resentment for Raymond, considering him overly self-righteous.

Raymond and Christopher Montague, the brothers who had monopolized their father's attention, had long been a source of resentment among the others.

Moreover, Olivia's rejection of Oliver had only served to fuel his growing resentment towards Raymond. Frustrated by his own powerlessness, he felt there was nothing he could do.

"Oliver, I need your assistance with something," Olivia began.

Oliver, who had been doggedly pursuing Olivia for years, had always hoped that once Raymond was married, Olivia would relent. However, she had rejected him yet again. In essence, he was nothing more than Olivia's lapdog. Now, as Olivia reached out to him, Oliver's cheeks flushed with excitement. "Olivia, what do you need? Who should I deal with?" "I want you to handle a designer working on Raymond's Manhattan project. Break her fingers for me," Olivia instructed.

Oliver, the black sheep of the Montague family, had always been overshadowed by Raymond, despite being the elder. He had shown no aptitude for business and was mediocre in other areas as well.

Olivia would never consider a man like him, but now, he could be of use. Without hesitation, Oliver agreed to Olivia's request. After all, it was just a designer. "Olivia, if I do this for you, would you consider going out with me?" Oliver asked.

Olivia knew she had to toss him a bone once in a while. After albeven a dog performing tricks deserved the occasional treat.