Chapter 63 Is It Good-looking?
Selena dashed out with an umbrella, but her pants got soaked almost instantly.
A car pulled up beside her and honked twice.
Thinking it was Caterlington, Selena's eyes showed a flicker of annoyance.
The window rolled down a bit, and Mia's voice called out, "Penny, hop in! If you drive now, you'll be stuck in traffic. It's a madhouse out there."
Selena glanced at her parked car. Sure enough, there were people everywhere. The rain was getting worse, so she didn't hesitate any longer. Grateful for Mia, Selena got into the car.
Inside, it was dry and surprisingly quiet.
Selena initially thought the Montague family had sent the car for Mia, but to her surprise, Raymond's driver was at the wheel.
Raymond was sitting by the window, engrossed in some documents, looking deep in thought.
Luckily, Mia was also in the car, so it wasn't too awkward.
Mia's face lit up with excitement.
She started babbling, "You know you're famous among us students, right? Emily used to be so smug, and now she's been hauled off to the police station. The Adams family must be freaking out trying to bail her out. As for Samantha and Albert, who knew they were so shady? It's gross!"
Mia tugged at Raymond. When his cold gaze turned to her, she looked at him expectantly, "Raymond, Emily's definitely gonna complain to her brother. Please don't make things hard for Penny because of this, okay?"
Selena felt a bit touched, thinking Mia was genuinely sweet. It was the first time someone had openly stood up for her.
Raymond looked a bit impatient but still said, "Okay."
Mia's face lit up even more. When they reached her house, she grabbed the umbrella from the driver and reminded Raymond, "Raymond, make sure Penny gets home safe. She helped me with my painting and I won first place because of her. She's my teacher and my hero, so be nice to her."
Mia kept chatting all the way.
Once Mia was gone, the car's atmosphere got really tense.
Selena straightened up, noticing Raymond's hand resting on the documents, long and elegant like a piece of art.
She found herself staring at it, lost in thought.
Raymond's fingertip lightly tapped the document, and he asked, "Is it nice to look at?"
Realizing she'd been staring at his hand for a while, Selena looked up and smiled calmly, "Mr. Montague, you have beautiful hands. Makes me want to draw it."
To an artist, hands were the second most important symbol of the human body and the hardest part to capture.
So Selena had a habit of observing hands.
Raymond seemed cold, but his wrist bones were long, and every exposed part was just right. The way his fingertips moved when he was deep in thought was incredibly gentle.
To an artist, this was top-notch material.
To Selena, the difference between men and women didn't matter much, unless she was smitten with them.
Her focus lay solely on whether a subject was worthy of her artistic attention. Lost in the world of composition and form, she didn't realize that a woman staring intently at a man was a form of subtle flirting.
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