FreeGoodNovelChapter 660 How Did You Mess Around withBefore? Paul sat across from him, watching every move. "Feeling it?" Raymond shrugged off his suit jacket, his wrist bones tensing, fingers curling.
He glanced up at the dazzling chandelier, his Adam's apple bobbing, eyes reddening from the sudden heat.
If he didn't know the wine was normal, he'd think it was spiked.
Meanwhile, at the other end of the hall...
Selena looked at the timid girl across from her and reintroduced herself.
"CallPenny; no need to be formal." Thick glasses covered most of the girl's face. She glanced at Selena, then quickly looked down.
The waiter cover to take their order.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSelena placed the menu in front of the girl.
"Carol, pick what you want." Carol glanced up, scanned the menu, and saw the cheapest meal was $5,888. Her eyelashes trembled in fright. "Ms. Cooper, let's... let's go somewhere else." She stood up, still reserved, and her thick glasses fell to the ground.
Selena noticed bruises on her neck but pretended not to see them.
"My treat. I've read your script. We can talk; no need to be nervous." Carol seemed comforted by her voice and slowly sat back down, but her lips still trembled, clearly scared by the prices.
Selena remembered the script she had looked at with Raymond earlier and mentioned it.
"I met with Mr. Ward today. I saw another script at his place about a small character toyed with by fate, eventually becoming a murderer. The Montague Group is interested and plans to make it a suspense . Each chapter's twists are captivating." When she mentioned this script, Carol trembled more, clutching her knees tightly.
Soon, Selena heard faint sobbing. Carol, across from her, started shaking her shoulders.
Selena raised an eyebrow and handed her a tissue.
"Carol, I've always been curious. How does Mr. Ward, working alone, manage to write so many scripts in different styles, each high quality? I've read your script. When you handed it to me, you couldn't even lookin the eye. I guessed you weren't satisfied with it. Since it's a script you don't even like, why give it to me?" For a scriptwriter, a script is like a child.
Now, with a rare investment opportunity in front of her, she should present her best work.
But from the moment she met Selena, Carol had shown strong signs of reservation, unease, and fear, as if she didn't want to be there but was forced to come.
Selena said, "Carol, think ofas your friend. When I was studying painting at Silver Bay University, my teacher threatened me, almost causingnot to graduate. I even encountered the school's investor on campus, who almost raped me. It was my teacher who pushedto serve the investor. If I resisted, my competition and graduation qualifications would be canceled." Hearing this, Carol's sobbing paused slightly, and she looked at Selena in disbelief.
Through her thick glasses, she saw that Selena spoke of such a terrifying experience with a calm demeanor. Carol asked, "What happened then?" "I stopped attending classes and chose to complete my studies online. I couldn't fight her, so I had to hide in disgrace, giving up painting and turning to interior design. You might have heard about the news from Silver Bay University. For a while, the Department Chair was dismissed, and the investor Kross was imprisoned. That was my doing." Selena leaned back and pushed a cup of hot drink toward her.
"If you trust me, why not tellyour troubles?" Carol's lips twitched several times before her eyes darted upwards. Startled by Raymond's sudden appearance, she jolted to her feet.
"Penny, I'll... I'll cfind you next time!" Selena didn't force her. After Carol left, she looked up at the shadow covering her.
It was Raymond.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm'Why is he always around?' Selena thought.
Raymond leaned slightly, enveloping Selena entirely in his shadow.
The surroundings were blocked by screens, leaving only the two of them.
Selena smelled a faint scent of alcohol and heard him askCHW'did you mess around withbefore?" Was Raymond out of his mind? Selena grabbed her bag, quickly intending to pay and leave.
However, upon exiting, she noticed the restaurant was deserted.
'Raymond's doing? What is he planning?'
The crystal lights in the restaurant were very bright. Selena saw Aim sit Ny bright. down on the central sofa.
There were a few expensive potted plants there. He patted the seat next le to him. Renny, csit." Selena clutched her bag, feeling uneasy.
"Mr. Montague, what exactly do you want?"
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