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.

Waylen had his arm casually draped around

eyes quickly recognized the woman as an

radiating a palpable ambition to secure her position within the esteemed

Rena carefully set aside the newspaper, allowing its pages

did not harbor any illusions

his wealth and influence

engaged in her part-time stint at the

night, Waylen made

charcoal suit pants and a sleek black trench

occupying a seat and ordering some food, yet barely touching his meal. Leaning back against the chair, he leisurely

by his sudden visit, Rena had no choice but to feign