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Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 512
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Chapter 512 The Child with a Cruel Streak Observing Cassius' apparent discomfort, Selena approached him, her hands moving to knead the tension from his shoulders and neck.

"I've learned this massage technique online, Grandpa Cassius," she informed him, her fingers diligently working to alleviate his stiffness. "It's said to be quite beneficial." Cassius had always admired Selena's selfless nature. She was straightforward, devoid of any hidden agendas. He placed the chess piece he had been holding onto the board. "Ah, Selena," he sighed, "If only Raymond could show your level of sensibility, I would be satisfied." Cassius had always kept a watchful eye on Raymond, understanding his temperament better than most. The young man had made quite a reputation for himself during his teenage years, not merely due to his ambitions, but also his resilience. As Selena continued her ministrations, her fingers gently pressing into the old man's skin, Cassius let out a deep sigh.

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"Raymond has a bit of a temper," he confessed. "He's not one for conversation, but if provoked, there's no predicting his actions." Selena's hands faltered, uncertain of what he meant by 'actions.' Cassius lifted his hand, patting hers gently. "If you ever feel wronged, remember to confide inas you did previously. That boy can be quite callous, and I fear he may have been unkind to you." "No, he hasn't," Selena assured him.

After spending a couple of hours with Cassius, Selena climbed into her car and drove away. She was waiting at a traffic light when she noticed Shelley in a taxi, her hand bandaged, with Philip accompanying her. Selena honked twice, capturing Shelley's attention. With a joyful wave, Shelley signaled for the taxi to pull over.

Both vehicles cto a halt, and Shelley emerged. "Selena." Selena's gaze fell on Philip, then returned to Shelley. "What happened to your hand?" Shelley sighed. "It was Philip's cousin. She's been resisting surgery, throwing tantrums, and today, she lost control-hurled a paring knife at me. Hitright in the palm." Despite her tough exterior, Shelley was surprisingly sensitive to pain. She didn't even have pierced ears, for fear of the discomfort.

Philip held her uninjured hand gently, his voice soft. "Shelley, don't visit next time. She's been quite unstable recently." Shelley nodded, her spirits lifting slightly at the sight of Selena.

"How many stitches?" Selena inquired.

"Five." "No matter how ill-tempered, no one should resort to throwing knives. That's akin to attempted murder." Selena's gaze shifted to Philip, hoping to discern semotion in his eyes, but all she saw was guilt. "I shouldn't have brought Shelley to the hospital. I won't do it next time." Shelley, who harbored feelings for Philip, quickly grabbed Selena's arm. "Selena, this isn't Philip's fault. I didn't anticipate her throwing a kitchen knife. It seems she has a grudge against me, so I won't visit next time." Selena was genuinely irritated at this point. Shelley was the sole heiress of the Harper family, a true blue-blood. Why should she tolerate such absurdity for a man of lesser means? Moreover, she carried herself with such grace. Philip didn't seem oblivious - was it possible he was unaware of the Harper family's wealth? Once the seed of doubt was planted, Selena found herself stealing glances at Philip. But then Shelley tugged at her arm. "It's fortunate we ran into you. Could you give Philip anda lift? By the way, are you feeling better?" Selena nodded and opened the car doors for them. Philip stayed close to Shelley, thoughtfully shielding her head with his hand as she climbed into the car to prevent her from bumping it.

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As Selena drove, she occasionally glanced at Philip through the om rearview mirror However, Philip was intently focused on Shelley, holding her hand, betraying no signs of his intentions. When they arrived at the house Philip was renting, they both alighted. Shelley asked him to go ahead and then quietly asked Selena, "What about Olivia's pregnancy?"

"I really don't know what to do," Selena confessed, pinching Shelley's cheek. "But you need to take care of yourself first. How could his cousin harbor such animosity towards you? Throwing a paring knife at a visitor is not something a sane person would do."

Shelley sighed. "Philip said her parents are gone and no other relatives wanted to take her im She's in poor health and diagnosed with brain cancer. I've arranged for top international specialists to operate on her. After all, she's Philip's family. Don't worry about me, Selena." Shelley smiled nonchalantly, and Selena returned the smile. "As long as you're happy." Seeing Shelley's eyes now filled with Philip, she must be content, so Selena chose not to say more.