Reclaiming Her Heart
Chapter 356 Whether she is happy or not has nothing to do with me

After finishing all the documents, he finally concludes that the dog's owner does not plan to call tonight.

He washes up and goes to sleep.

The next morning, he calls Mia and asks her to take Max away.

Mia is somewhat surprised. "Cousin, so you saw my messages. You found them quickly."

When she arrives at Ashbourne Manor, she continues chattering, "By the way, why don't you return it yourself? Selena should be very happy, right?"

Raymond has already walked to the entrance, his elegant figure accentuated by the exquisite and well-tailored suit. He adjusts his cufflinks and speaks in a cold tone. "Whether she is happy or not, has nothing to do with me." Mia is taken aback and silently lowers her head, thinking that he slept with Selena, how can he say such words.

Cousin doesn't really look like a scumbag.

Raymond has already opened the door and is about to get in the car.

Mia holds Max and follows along. "Cousin, can you give me a ride since you're going that way? I came by car and I don't dare leave Max in the back. If anything goes wrong, I won't be able to explain to Selena."

Raymond's brow furrows deeply, and he coldly closes the car door without a word. "I'm allergic to dog hair."

Of course, Mia knows, but since he accepted Max, he should be able to tolerate Max's hair.

Sometimes being allergic to something is just a psychological effect.

"Cousin, if I return it myself, Selena will think I found the dog. Should I mention you to her?" Mia doesn't miss any chance to play matchmaker.

"No need." Raymond closes the car window and remains distant the whole time.

Mia touches her nose, thinking about the emotional voice she heard that night. Now she really wonders whether it was just her imagination.

She calls Selena and drives the car to Rose Garden.

Selena happened to be cleaning the room today, so she quickly went downstairs to greet Max.

Max happily jumps towards her, wagging its tail vigorously.

Mia has classes in the afternoon, so she doesn't go upstairs. Before leaving, she says, "My cousin found the dog, but he's busy, so he didn't come to deliver it personally. Selena, don't be sad. As long as you make an effort, my cousin will definitely care about you."

Selena is somewhat puzzled. Why should she make an effort to make Raymond care?

Mia silently gives her a thumbs-up gesture as encouragement.

Then the car drives away.

Selena walks back upstairs, holding Max, and stands there in confusion.

When she reaches the upstairs with the dog, she happens to meet Lillian, who is about to go out.

Lillian rolls her eyes again when she sees Mia.

Ax jumped out in an instant, leaping far away. "Pets are really dirty! Control its mouth. If it barks at night, I will definitely complain to the management."

Selena glanced at Lillian's outfit, covered in luxury brands and carrying an Hermès bag. They were probably all bought by Carter.

Noticing her gaze, Lillian deliberately showed off her bag, raising it higher. "Oh, this? It cost over half a million dollars."

Selena pursed her lips, ignoring her and went straight into her own room.

Lillian was infuriated and wanted to know if Olivia had clashed with Selena during their last intentional instigation. She couldn't stand Selena's pretentious coldness!

Wasn't she also involved with Mr. Montague? What is she pretending!

Lillian was angry all the way to the Montague family. Just thinking about Selena possibly carrying such an expensive bag in the future made her uncomfortable.

During work, Lillian couldn't help but chat with her colleagues. "By the way, do you guys know about that designer for Mr. Montague? The one who had an affair with a client while designing a villa and got confronted by the rightful wife at the studio."

"Is that true?" one colleague asked in astonishment.

"Of course it's true. I'm with Carter, and he keeps up with all the latest gossip," Lillian confidently declared, but she noticed her colleagues suddenly falling silent and couldn't help raising her voice. "Don't tell me you don't believe it? Seriously, I now know a lot of second-generation wealthy people. This kind of thing has been well-known for a while. I heard that he became Mr. Montague's designer because..."

Before she could finish her sentence, a cold male voice came from behind.

"Within half an hour, leave and pick up your resignation letter."

Lillian froze, turning around to see Raymond and John standing behind her.