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Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 589
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Chapter 589 Knowingly Walk into the Trap When Raymond arrived at the private room, he was wondering what was going on with Selena today. She had never been so proactive before.

The door to the private room opened, and there were already many bottles of strong liquor on the coffee table inside.

As a businessman, Raymond's intuition instantly told him that she had ill intentions. But he didn't say anything. After sitting down, Selena started pouring the liquor. "Mr. Montague, have a drink," she said.

Raymond held the cup with his fingertips and turned his head to look at her faintly.

Her face remained calm, but he felt that there was a schin her eyes.

He was not the type to knowingly walk into a trap but her fingertips lightly caressed his hand, and she said, "What's wrong? Don't feel like drinking tonight?" At that moment, he understood what temptation meant.

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Raymond finished a glass of wine, and she quickly poured another one.

He found it amusing. 'If she is trying to retaliate againstby gettingdrunk, then her behavior is somewhat childish. But as long as she is happy.' Raymond lowered his eyes, quietly waiting for her to pour more wine. He saw her pour a whole glass, and it was the strongest one.

"Mr. Montague, I'm really happy to know you. Cheers," Selena said.

Hearing her speak lies, Raymond raised an eyebrow slightly and chuckled. "Is that so?" Selena smirked, "Yes." Raymond then actually picked up the glass, but this time, instead of drinking directly, he intertwined his arm with hers. This was the gesture of sharing a drink.

Selena stiffened all over when she saw him lean in and slowly finish the glass that belonged to him. But she didn't move. Because of this action, the two were very close, almost cheek to cheek.

In fact, she knew that her tactics were insignificant in front of him, but she had a gut feeling that Raymond would drink it.

"Why aren't you drinking?" Raymond asked.

Selena put down the wine in her hand and stood up. She said, "I need to use the restroom." In fact, Selena was a bit at a loss due to his sudden behavior.

But Raymond suddenly reached out, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her into his arms.

He picked up her glass from the table, drank it himself, then held her chin and poured a little into her mouth.

Selena's pupils shrank sharply. She had added something to that drink.

She immediately began to struggle, and Raymond let go of her in response.

After Selena left the private room, her heart was pounding. She was filled with emotions from the unexpected shared drink and his intense gaze as he emptied his glass. It was as if Raymond really liked her.

'But that is definitely an illusion,' Selena thought.

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Taking a deep breath, Selena flagged down a passing waiter to shoot off a text to Olivia, letting her know Raymond was tucked away in this private room. She had already found out that Olivia was there tonight. Then, she left Raymond behind and departed directly.

When Olivia received this strange text message, she was somewhat skeptical but since the privaterdom Eve was not far from her, she decided to cand see. Upon opening the door to the private room, she indeed saw Raymond. At this moment, Raymond felt the heat rising in his body and glanced at the drinks on the table.

He knew that from the first sip he took, something had been added to the drink.

He found it amusing. 'Isn't my usual state satisfying enough for her? Does she need to play these kinds of games?' Selena's concoction was obtained from Shelley, and with Shelley's status, the things she could acquire were certainly not ordinary drugs.

Feeling the heat rise, Raymond unbuttoned a button. His mind o.m replayed the deliberate tease of her fingertips against his hand earlier, a memory that provoked a painful hardness below.