Reclaiming Her Heart
Chapter 223 Like a Lingering Fragrance

"Selena, don't worry, I won't do that again. It's not worth it."

Selena nodded and thought for a moment before asking, "Do you know anyone from your workplace who sells Dalbergia odorifera wooden floors?"

Brian's current job was decent, and it could technically be considered a government position. Although the salary was not high, but he knew plenty of people.

"I'll ask for you later, and if there's any news, I'll let you know."

With that, Selena returned to the hotel feeling relieved.

She had originally planned to take a shower and go to sleep, but when she came out of the shower, she saw a large black bug on the bed, and she couldn't bring herself to go anywhere near the bed again. She ended up sleeping on a chair in her own clothes, causing her to wake up in the morning with a sore neck.

The next morning, when she woke up, Brian sent her a message saying, 'I talked to Han and asked him to give you a ride.'

Selena had some porridge and ate a corn, while waiting outside the hotel.

The first car that arrived was a Mercedes, but it was just the basic model, worth less than $30,000200,000.

Following the Mercedes was a Rolls-Royce, and Selena instantly recognized it as Raymond's car.

No way?

Before she could finish her thoughts, Han came down and took Selena directly to the Rolls-Royce.

The car window rolled down, revealing Raymond's face.

Even here, he still had a pile of documents on his knees.

This hand, just like his face, was captivating.

"Mr. Montague, this is the little girl who painted last time. We're going on a field trip later, and the place she wants to go is nearby. There are a few big guys and someone smoking in our car, so we're afraid the little girl might be bothered. Can she ride with you?"

Han said earnestly, still smiling on his simple face.

Selena noticed that Raymond's fingertips, which were holding the documents, tightened slightly, probably because his thoughts were interrupted.

She was about to decline when she heard his clear voice, "Come on in."

Selena had no choice but to sit in with a heavy heart.

As soon as the car door closed, she pretended to turn her head and admire the scenery outside the window. But from the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the oranges on the shelf beside her.

"It was the one she sent last night, it seemed out of place among a bunch of documents."

"The boss has a villa in the mountains, as he has stable clients, he doesn't have to worry about orders. Plus, he has low material desires, so he chooses to live in the county."

"He has a big villa in the mountains, and another one in the county. He switches between them."

"This is the information Selena got from her uncle. She doesn't know how to impress this kind of boss."

"The car bumped, and Selena saw an orange about to fall from the shelf, so she quickly reached out to catch it."

"But Raymond also reached out at the same time, and their fingertips touched for a moment."

"One cold, one warm."

Surprised, Selena looked up at him. Raymond frowned slightly, probably not expecting this accident.

Selena quickly withdrew her hand and changed the subject to break the tension. "How is Mr. Montague's back injury?" Because she withdrew her hand, the orange fell on the ground.

Raymond bent down to pick it up, but Selena remembered his injury, so she quickly supported his shoulder with one hand. "Mr. Montague, let me do it."

The orange fell closer to Raymond, but Selena was mindful of his injury, so she crouched down and reached out her hand, inadvertently brushing against the fabric on Raymond's leg with her nose. Moist breath seeped through the fabric and instantly entered his body.

But Selena didn't notice, as she was focused on reaching for the orange with her fingertips. After a couple of tries, she finally got a hold of it and breathed a sigh of relief.

She picked it up and placed it in front of Raymond.

Raymond didn't look at the orange, he was more focused on heart rate acting erratic. He furrowed his brows and tried to ignore this feeling.

"Just leave it."

Selena thought he didn't like the orange, but due to good manners, she didn't throw it away. After all, it was a gift from someone, so she left it there.

She put the orange back in its original position and sat back in her seat.

A different atmosphere spread through the silence, like a lingering fragrance.

Raymond looked down at the documents, but his peripheral vision stopped at the side of his leg, where there was a slight itch, as if that warmth was still there.