Reclaiming Her Heart
Chapter 394 Raymond Hides a Woman

Now, looking back, Selena found the memory amusing. Mr. Butler had never even asked her real name, and she didn't realize she had become Mr. Butler's apprentice.

Mr. Butler's paintings were highly accomplished, but he personally despised socializing and loathed cameras, so very few people knew what he looked like.

It was later, by chance, that Selena discovered his free-flowing style matched that of an artist she admired and, upon asking, found he's just Mr. Butler. Unbeknownst to her, she was Mr. Butler's last disciple.

Mr. Butler also never attended any symposiums, always grumbling about how phony people were.

"Selena, I've sent the painting to you. Take a look and see if you like it. Don't be so polite with me. The auction house has been asking me about it for a long time. I gave them a noncommittal answer. If you want it, it's yours as a gift." The affection in his voice was nearly palpable.

In the first few years, Mr. Butler taught Selena a lot, especially in Ridgefield, where he shared all his knowledge.

That year, she made the most progress.

Eventually, Mr. Butler felt he had nothing left to teach her and left to replace inspiration around the world.

Selena glanced at the painting.

Mr. Butler's style was unique, and each landscape he painted seemed ready to spill out of the paper.

"Mr. Bulter, did you have a new inspiration this time? Your technique is even bolder, as if you've entered another realm."

Mr. Butler loved his little student dearly. Now, hearing her praise, he waved his hand grandly.

"I've turned down the auction house. I'll have someone bring it back for you. Tell you what, Raymond's grandmother's birthday is coming up, right? Give her this as a gift, and she'll be sure to treat you well."

Raymond's grandmother didn't live in New York. Selena had heard that she moved away after Raymond's brother had an accident.

Selena had never met Raymond's brother, nor did she know what he looked like. It was only after Mia mentioned it that she learned of his existence and gathered more information.

It seemed that Raymond's brother was indeed very popular within the Montague family.

Before she could reply, Mr. Butler laughed on the other end.

"I think I've got a new inspiration, Selena. I'll send the painting to you, and I'm off to create something new. If you ever feel aggrieved in New York, don't keep it to yourself. You're not one to talk much." "Mr. Butler, don't worry, I haven't been aggrieved."

Mr. Butler sighed.

"Your personality would have been a better match for Raymond's older brother. He's gentle and mature. Raymond is too wild at heart and not very sociable. I actually like him too. Born with a silver spoon and able to endure hardship. He even spent time in the military. But you two don't have compatible personalities."

To reassure him, Selena had to say, "No worries, he's actually quite good."

"Alright, alright, as long as you like him. I'm hanging up now, goodbye, Selena."

Selena chuckled, continuing to look at the image he sent her, which had a line of text as free as Mr. Butler himself.

The First Breeze of Spring.

However, Raymond's grandmother, if she remembered correctly, didn't seem to like her when she was about to marry Raymond. It was only Mr. Montague Sr who insisted.

Selena raised her hand to her brow, feeling a headache coming on if she was to return.

Raymond looked at the document in front of him and pushed it forward after processing it.

John took the document and left, bumping into Olivia who was coming in.

Olivia hadn't expected Raymond to come to the company today since he had been at the hotel at noon.

Moreover, it was Saturday.

"Raymond, there's news from Spain. Master Butler's painting is indeed going to auction. There will be a lot of people flying over this week, even Paul is going. When are you leaving?" Raymond admired Mr. Butler's work the most.

Olivia had prepared a lot of money, determined to win this painting.

Madam Montague was returning to New York soon, and she favored Olivia, who had always strongly supported Raymond dating Olivia.

It wasn't about anything else. Olivia had met Madam Montague by chance when she went with her grandmother to pray at a temple, and she had charmed her thoroughly.

Olivia's lips curled slightly, planning to use Master Butler's painting as a gift for Madam Montague. Plus, Madam Montague didn't like Raymond's wife, so once she returned, the couple would likely have to divorce. Previously, Madam Montague had been distant and didn't want to interfere.

Raymond picked up the coffee beside him and took a sip.

"Tomorrow morning."

A glint appeared in Olivia's eyes. She had waited a long time in the hotel lobby today, only to see Raymond come out alone.

She began to doubt herself again.

The hair might have been left by the cleaning staff, and the two pillows might be Raymond's own habit.

After all, the idea of Raymond hiding a woman seemed unbelievable to anyone.