In New York, there are plenty of women who want to sleep with Raymond. Selena is the only one whoins that Raymond wants to sleep with her too frequently.


    Raymond notices her turning her head away, refusing toply. He takes off his suit jacket andys it down on the area adorned with high-end ceramic tiles. Then he picks her up and ces her on his jacket. This time, Selena doesn''t refuse.


    After all, how often in one''s life can they experience sitting on such an expensive suit belonging to Raymond? Moreover, she had just leveraged his reputation to secure an order from n.


    Sensing her softened attitude, Raymond leans in to kiss her. The two of them, one standing and the other sitting, kiss for fifteen minutes until Raymond hears his phone ringing. It must be the business partner calling since he hadn''t returned yet. He releases her.


    With her forehead resting against his shoulder, breathing hard, she smells the faint, crisp scent of pine on him, feeling as though her soul is being sucked away by him.


    Right by her ear, Raymond presses the answer button and says, "I''ll be right there." After hanging up, his hand gently pats her back


    Because she is leaning against his chest, she can feel, through the thin fabric, his chest vibrating slightly as he speaks.


    He asks," Who''s with you tonight"


    "Just me" she replies.


    Knowing that Raymond has social obligations to attend to, Selena steps down. Without a second thought, he tosses his expensive suit into a nearby trash bin. Such an expensive item discarded without even batting an eye. "Short hair looks good on you," hepliments her.


    Selena, a bit embarrassed by thepliment and with her ears turning red, grabs her purse and says, "Thank you."


    Raymond, now wearing only a shirt, and Selena exit together. Just as he is about to ask John to take her home, they hear Lucas''s voice. "Selena."


    Lucas''s forehead is covered in sweat-apparently, after seeing off n, he rushed back worried about her.


    His eyes shift to Raymond, and he politely greets, "Mr. Montague."


    The smile disappears from Raymond''s eyespletely, and any lingering affection disperses instantly. Selena hadn''t expected Lucas to appear, and she hears Raymond scoff as he passes by them, his presence as sharp as a cold de. Unaware of what he did to provoke Raymond, Lucas is frightened into silence, simply moving to stand beside Selena.


    As Raymond enters the private room again, everyone notices that although he went out to take a call in his suit, he returns without it. Dressed in a white shirt and ck pants, he looks particrly young-which isn''t surprising given his actual age.


    "Mr. Montague, where''s your suit?" asks the business associate, thinking he might have forgotten it and promptly offering to look for it. Raymond smiles lightly and takes a seat. "It got dirty, so I threw it away."


    John, sitting next to him, keenly senses Raymond''s foul mood. Raymond is someone who always keeps his emotions well hidden, maintaining a calm demeanor while dealing swiftly and ruthlessly with adversaries, holding his pride deep within. Few can stir his emotional tides.


    John can''t help but wonder if the president encountered someone while taking the call. At the end of the meeting when John heads to the restroom, he finds Raymond''s suit in the trash bin. Mr. Raymond''s suits are always personally tailored with the finest fabrics, fully custom-made. Now this costly garment lies crumpled in the trash.


    John doesn''t say a word and quickly returns to the private room, just in time for Raymond to bid farewell to the business partners, and they part ways.


    When Raymond gets into his car downstairs, the courteous smile on his face immediately vanishes, and he irritably unbuttons his shirt. "John," he calls out.


    John turns around respectfully, "Mr. Raymond, what is it?"


    Raymond frowns, hesitates for a few seconds, then speaks indifferently, "Never mind, just drive."


    John dares not pry further and silently steps on the elerator.


    Raymond actually wants to ask himself what these tangled emotions are all about.


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    "If that''s the case, then it''s to be expected.


    It''s not about liking her.


    He couldn''t possibly fancy someone else''s wife.


    After ten times, he''ll probably tire of her.