A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Korbyn confidently placed his chess piece on the intricately carved chessboard, offering his opinion. “As a young lady, it is best to maintain a certain level of reservation.”

How could Korbyn fail to recognize his own daughter’s nature?

Waylen had mentioned that Cecilia possessed a pure simplicity and would readily comply with Harold’s wishes. Yet, Korbyn believed it was advantageous for Cecilia to be with the astute Harold who would look out for her. Harold effortlessly deceived Cecilia, his smile masking his true intentions.

Just then, Juliette approached with a warm smile and addressed the group, “Since Waylen is unable to join us at the moment, why don’t we proceed with our meal? The servant has already laid out the dishes.”

Cecilia seized Harold’s hand, pulling him close as they walked arm in arm, an intimate gesture reflecting their connection.

Korbyn and Juliette exchanged knowing smiles, an unspoken understanding passing between them.

During the subsequent lunch, the atmosphere remained pleasant. Harold showcased his conversational prowess, endearing himself to Cecilia’s parents.

After the meal, Cecilia led Harold to her private sanctuary on the second floor.

As the door closed behind them, she boldly initiated a passionate kiss, revealing her desire to share a deeper connection with him.

However, Harold’s wound and his ***ual encounter with the female escort earlier that morning meant that fatigue gripped him, leaving him devoid of the energy required for intimacy with Cecilia.

Moreover, his current state of mind did not lend itself to passionate endeavors, so he settled for a tender kiss. instead.

In a voice tinged with huskiness, he expressed, “Give me a few more days, my love. Can you wait?”

Shyly, Cecilia nodded in agreement, her arms enveloping his waist as she inhaled his unique scent. “I truly wish for you to shower and rid yourself of the perfume’s aroma. However, since it’s the scent of the nurse’s perfume, I don’t mind.”

Harold’s smile bloomed as he affectionately caressed her head, soothing her concerns.

They decided to rest, seeking solace in each other’s embrace.

A distant car’s sound then echoed from downstairs. It could be Waylen’s arrival.

With gentle motions, Harold disengaged Cecilia’s hands and made his way to the balcony, hoping for a glimpse. Indeed, it was Waylen.

The afternoon sun cast its sweltering rays, prompting Waylen to discard his jacket. Dressed in a dapper dark blue shirt and suit trousers, he engaged in a phone conversation.

“I’ve returned to my parents‘ house. I’ll pick you up around five o’clock! Start packing your belongings.”

Tension coiled within Harold’s body. He knew it must be Rena conversing with Waylen on the other end of the line.

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Was Rena planning to move in with Waylen?

At that moment, Waylen lifted his gaze and locked eyes with Harold. A knowing smile graced his lips.

Waylen chuckled.

Speaking gently into the phone, he reassured, “It’s nothing, my dear. I simply spotted an acquaintance! If there are items you cant bring along, we can always purchase new ones on our way back.”

After concluding his phone call, Waylen disconnected the line.

A shadow passed over Harold’s face, his expression turning somber.

Just then, Cecilia awoke from her nap. She approached him, seeking solace by enveloping his waist and longing for a kiss. However, Harold wasnt in the mood. He simply said, “Your brother has returned.

Let’s go downstairs.” Despite Cecilia’s inherent simplicity, she couldn’t help but perceive his indifference, leading to a tinge of disappointment seeping into her heart.

Harold, ever the charmer, skillfully coaxed and reassured her.

As they descended the staircase, Cecilia’s spirits soared once more, her buoyant nature resurfacing.

Waylen sat comfortably on the sofa, engrossed in a magazine. Cecilia eagerly threw herself into his arms, exclaiming, “Waylen!”

Waylen playfully pinched her cheek and remarked, “You’re still as clingy as ever. Harold might become jealous.” “He wont,” Cecilia insisted, holding onto Waylen’s arm and assuming a spoiled stance. “Didn’t you mention having several projects? It would be better to have Harold take care of them instead of outsiders.”

Waylen glanced up at Harold, a meaningful smile dancing on his lips. “Dad ts right. You treat Harold better than you treat us now.”

“No, I’m not!” Cecilia protested, her voice filled with affection.

After playfully teasing his sister, Waylen readily agreed, his charming smile lighting up the room.

“I know you are the best,” Cecilia praised, her voice filled with genuine admiration.

Cecilia, with her gentle nature, sought to mend the strained relationship between Harold and Waylen. She had always sensed an underlying tension between the two, yet the cause remained a mystery to her.

Harold was on the verge of becoming the son—in—law of the prestigious Fowler family, whose influence far surpassed that of the Moore family. The Fowlers were a towering presence in terms of connections and power, leaving the Moores far behind in comparison.

He couldn’t afford to jeopardize his bond with Waylen over Rena, no matter, the circumstances.

With graciousness, Harold expressed, “Thank you, Waylen,” his words dripping with politeness.

Waylen responded with a faint, enigmatic smile, hinting at a myriad of thoughts beneath the surface.

Picking up the magazine again, he leafed through it nonchalantly, his demeanor exuding an icy detachment.

As the clock struck half past four in the afternoon, Waylen rose from his seat, his purpose evident.

“I have some pressing matters to attend to. I shall take my leave,” he informed the company, his voice laced with a touch of regret.

Understanding the rarity of this encounter, Korbyn and Juliette, eager to spend more time with Waylen, implored him to stay for dinner.

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“Next time, I promise to join you for dinner! However, today I’m afraid I must attend to some urgent matters,” Waylen assured, his hand tenderly brushing Cecilia’s head.

As he departed, Harold, feeling obliged to follow suit, disclosed that he too couldn’t stay for dinner.

Sensing his potential discomfort, Cecilia proactively sought to protect him by speaking affectionately, “Please don’t dwell on it too much. My brother has always been like this; reserved and unenthusiastic toward almost everyone.”

Harold’s reaction was one of scorn, his expression tainted with cynicism.

But what about Rena?

The question lingered unspoken as he swiftly made his way to his car, determined to catch up with Waylen’s vehicle.

Gently gripping the steering wheel, Waylen cast a quick glance at the rearview mirror, his eyes locking onto Harold’s car trailing behind him.

A mischievous chuckle escaped his lips, for he had no intention of shaking off Harold. In stead, he purposefully drove at a leisurely pace, ensuring that Harold could easily keep up with him.

After half an hour had passed, Waylen halted to collect Rena, who seemed to have encountered Darren prior to their meeting. Her eyes betrayed a hint of redness as she settled into the car.

Waylen, not typically known for his consideration, especially when it came to women, couldn’t help but inquire with gentle concern, “You’ve already seen your father. He’s fine, right? So why the tears?”

“I didn’t cry,” Rena hurriedly interyected, attempting to conceal her emotional turmoil.

Waylen chuckled softly, his voice a mere whisper, “Or could it be that you shed tears in anticipation of the hardship will subject you to? Fear not, for I have yet to make any moves. Why, then, have you wept?”

Rena averted her gaze, unable to provide a response.

A knowing smile danced across Waylen’s lips as he ignited the engine, stealing another glance at the rearview mirror.

Lo and behold, Harold persisted in his pursuit!

Amidst the bustling rush hour traffic, the road became plagued with a gridlock.

Seizing the opportune moment when they came to a halt at a red light, Waylen casually inquired about Darren’s circumstances and Rena eagerly divulged every detail.

“Your Suitcase is very small. Have you brought everything you need?” Waylen suddenly inquired.

Rena pondered for a moment before replying, “There aren’t any indoor slippers for women at your residence. It intend to purchase a pair.”

subtle nod, his agreement conveyed in

as he lit a cigarette. Leaning his elbow against the open

it took Waylen and Rena a painstaking half

street, there’s a grocery store where you can purchase anything you may need. I’ll head to the pharmacy

in the air, he retrieved a card from his wallet and disclosed the

point forward, all household expenses should be taken care

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out of the car, making her way into the said grocery store, oblivious to the fact that Waylen’s neighbors frequented the establishment. If she

the car door, stepping

pharmacy. Approaching the counter, he casually selected two boxes of condoms, opting for the larger

of nonchalance, he retrieved a hundred—dollar bill from his wallet, extending it

head, her eyes widening

vehicle as Rena had just completed her

car, clutching a

gaze fell upon the bag in her possession, and he inquired, “Pray tell, what did you buy? It appears to

indoor slippers

towards shopping, even displayed an interest in the most ordinary household items. Waylen cast a glance at her, raising an eyebrow

no! It’s just that I happened to notice the bathrobes at

added, “By the way, did you get what you needed from

fixated his gaze upon her

pocket, placing them discreetly on top of the dashboard. Rena immediately regretted asking the

the surface but,

wonder if he engaged in such relationships with numerous women

Waylen maneuvered the car into the parking lot of his apartment complex. Naturally, Harold, who had been tailing him, could no longer follow suit. Harold parked his

store for shopping-And he

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steering wheel, causing the black sports car to

their gazes upon him, regarding him as though he

utterly indifferent to their

his grasp. She could very well be in Waylen’s embrace right now, engaging in a

a battle raged between the

the apartment and setting down her belongings. Waylen then said, “Claribel won’t be joining

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she felt a deep sense of gratitude towards Waylen and was willing to do anything for him. Her culinary skills were exceptional, resulting in two simple but delectable dishes

was taken aback

he indulged in a few mouthfuls before gazing at Rena and uttering, “These are absolutely delicious!” “Thank you,” Rena replied, savoring her own meal. Taking advantage of the pleasant atmosphere, she added, “I’ll be heading to Mr. Larson’s residence to give Danna her piano

furrow formed on

agreed to Rena teaching Danna, he couldn’ help but feel disgruntled

he had purchased

I’ll pick you up

him. She hurriedly replied,

Waylen didn’t insist.

for him to be excessively possessive of

his study

washed the dishes, Rena discovered Waylen leaning casually against the study door, his gaze

a lazy tone, he remarked, “You are incredibly diligent.

wasnt oblivious

her tiptoes to bestow a tender kiss upon his lips. Her voice carried a gentle reassurance as she uttered,

he questioned, taking a

Rena’s cheeks. Summoning her courage, she responded,

his eyes as he chuckled.

pivoted and strolled into

in

within him

changed her attire before venturing outside, casting a gaze towards the study

his work, immersed in his own world. Sensing Rena’s presence, he turned his attention towards her. With a tender tone, she expressed, “I shall return prior to half past

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hearing her words, Waylen’s lips curved into a faint

with another person was an entirely novel experience for

his accustomed solitude. Nevertheless, he found solace in this newfound arrangement. Rena possessed an unobtrusive nature, exuding a gentle demeanor, She excelled in the culinary and

his

responded with

to secure a taxi at the entrance of the apartment complex, a task typically facilitated by

to her surprise, as she approached the complex’s entrance, a sleek black sports

of the vehicle

him, her trepidation of being left alone with

his countenance

endeavored to maintain control over her

you. So, you truly ensnared Waylen! Do you honestly believe he loves you? Are you aware of his past? If you possessed knowledge of his history, your overconfidence

faint smile played upon Rena’s

she inquired, “And how does any of

not naive; she could tell

left Harold

accepting the role of his plaything? Rena…

of scorn tainting her voice as she retorted, “And what about you, Harold? Is it not the exactly same case with you? Don’t you

herself with him, she attempted to push him away and walked towards the

seized her hand, refusing to release his grip. With an impassive expression, he stared directly into her eyes and declared; “I can give you

his wounded pride

contemplated the notion that if Rena were to become his mistress, perhaps

Rena’s repulsion was palpable.

“Let go of me or I shall cry out for help! Surely you wouldn’t want your engagement to be tarnished, would

teeth, Harold reluctantly released his hold on

roadside, successfully hailed a taxi, and

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watched her vanishing form and vented his frustration by striking the roof of the

distance, Waylen, clutching two small boxes, observed the unfolding scene

recollected that he had left the condoms in his car.

Moore Group’s audit records from the past few years and have the

taken aback

the business enterprise owned by the esteemed

it was appropriate for Waylen te delve into the affairs of the Moore Group,

surmised that Waylen’s motivations stemmed from his

Waylen was consumed by

return, the clock struck half past

concluded his tasks, finding solace near the French window with a glass of wine in his hand,

and closed the door behind her, he remained

doorway, her teeth gently gnawing at her lip,

by women to please men, she knew that Waylen’s desires were purely physical in nature. Thus, she approached him, tenderly embracing him from behind. “Have you

Waylen didn’t say anything.

he slowly drank the rest of the wine in his glass while holding

wasn’t an idiot. Although she had never slept with anyone before, she understood what he meant. Standing on tiptoe, she whispered in his ear, “How about

his glass

her up and plopped her down on top

was the

front of her was

in a bad mood,

hers, Rena could tell

still kissed him

inexperienced, so after fumbling around for a while, she wrapped her legs around his waist

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ear and studied her face carefully. All of a sudden, he recalled how Harold had grabbed her hand

asked in a low voice, “How’d you even end up

then did it

because of

Harold. After all, they had been together for