A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Darren’s overall condition was satisfactory despite his complexion appearing slightly darker and that he seemed to have lost a bit of weight.

A wave of relief washed over Rena, soothing her troubled mind.

After that day, Rena continued to immerse herself in her bustling life.

Throughout the daytime, she devoted herself to her work at the music studio, while in the evenings, she divided her time between playing the piano at the restaurant and tutoring some students. Exhaustion had become her constant companion, yet the additional income made it all worthwhile.

As the days trickled away, a week had passed and, during this time, Rena had not encountered Waylen. However, through the entertainment section of the newspaper, she managed to glean some information about his whereabouts, learning that he had embarked on a journey to Heron.

During his time in Heron, he had attended a grand event for the elite, elegantly adorned in a black velvet suit, a pristine white shirt and a stylish black bow tie.

Mesmerizing and refined, Waylen stood out amidst the bustling crowd in the photograph.

his arm casually draped around her waist. They looked like

eyes quickly recognized the woman as an

a palpable ambition to secure her position within the esteemed Fowler

gentle grace, Rena carefully set aside the newspaper, allowing

not harbor any illusions of Waylen treating her with

a man of his wealth and influence to

engaged in her part-time stint

that night, Waylen made an

blue shirt, complemented by charcoal suit pants and a

against the chair, he leisurely absorbed the

had no choice but to feign indifference and carry on with her performance, purposefully ignoring his