The small box smacked Harold on the forehead, leaving a red mark in its wake.

But Harold didn’t care.

He simply squatted down to pick up the small box and pocketed it. One day, he’d slip this diamond ring on Rena’s finger and make her his own.

“What happened to you and Cecilia wasn’t my fault,” he said defensively.

Rena squeezed her eyes shut and repeated herself through gritted teeth, “I said, get out!”

Harold wanted to say something more, but just then, the door was pushed open.

Waylen strode in.

suit over a crisp, white shirt. He looked smart, capable,

the ward was tense, but Waylen seemed

nodded slightly at Harold in greeting and

amount to $22, 600 in total. Add me on WhatsApp so that you can transfer the money to

her phone on the bedside table before she could recover

the bed frame and typed his number

are so poor. You only have $18, 000 on your

Rena blushed in embarrassment.

$4, 600. How about you join me at the country club some time?

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