A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Rena froze. Sure enough, when she turned around, she met Waylen’s gaze.

He was sitting in the back, holding up a glass of wine. Despite being seated in an inconspicuous corner, he still managed to attr act the attention of all the young ladies in the restaurant.

Rena didn’t want to have any contact with him, but she couldn’t afford to offend him either.

So in the end, she bit the bullet and walked over.

“Good evening, Mr. Fowler.”

Waylen nodded and gestured at the seat opposite him.

As soon as she sat down, Waylen noticed the red needle mark on the back of her hand. He guessed that she must’ve been put on another IV drip because she got soaked in the rain last night.

me for dinner?” Waylen looked serious now, not as

card on the table and said in a reserved manner, “I’m afraid restaurant staff are prohibited

flat out

how about when you’re off—duty? Do you have time to come to my place for a

His implication was obvious.

would

gotten out of a four—year relationship, she wouldn’t

had kissed him back

her lips

so interested

her best to refuse without offending him. “Mr. Fowler, thanks again for helping me with my father’s case. Please rest assured I’ll find