Although the two men were about the same age, Waylen had done a good job at accelerating his career and was much more powerful than Tyrone.

So Tyrone just winked at Rena and said, “I’ll wait for you in the car.”

Rena forced a smile, which disappeared as soon as Tyrone left.

The officers in the room were quite sensible and excused themselves. “You heard the man, Mr. Fowler wants to speak with this lady in private. Let’s go.” —

The speechless Rena watched them walk out.

Now, it was just her and Waylen left. Waylen lowered his head and tinkered with the cigarette between his fingers. His fingers were slender, and his simple movements somehow added to his charm.

After a while, he looked up at her and said meaningfully, “Miss Gordon, you are really something.”

know what to

instinct was to defend herself. “What happened today

has nothing to do with you?” Waylen cut her off with a mocking smile.

the color drained from

with Waylen, any attempt at defending herself would be futile. He

While she was nothing.

croak, “Mr. Fowler, I swear I

Waylen stood up

to

flustered gaze and even reached out his hand to gently touch her delicate cheek. Feeling humiliated,

yet you’re the one who has to pretend you have nothing to do with him

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