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 the slight movement of his

a sense of purpose, he rolled down the car window, allowing a swirl of smoke to escape as he lit a cigarette. Leaning his elbow against the open window, he purposefully positioned

the surrounding vehicles, it took Waylen and Rena a painstaking half hour to finally arrive at their

laced with consideration, “Across the street, there’s a grocery store where you can purchase anything you may need. I’ll head

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

forward, all household expenses should be taken care

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for a brief moment, Rena hesitated but ultimately didn’t refuse his offer. She stepped 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

opened the car door, stepping out onto

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

air of nonchalance, he retrieved a hundred—dollar bill from his

a woman in her early forties, raised her head, her eyes widening in astonishment as

vehicle as Rena had just

the car,

possession, and he inquired, “Pray tell, what did you buy? It appears to contain

slippers and two bathrobes,” she

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

as she explained, “Oh, no! It’s just that I happened to notice the bathrobes at

attempt to lighten the mood, she cleared her throat and added, “By the way, did you get what you needed

his gaze upon her for

he retrieved two boxes of condoms from his trousers‘ pocket, placing them discreetly on

surface but, in private, he was rather

couldn’t help but wonder if he engaged in such relationships with numerous women before

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

grocery store for shopping-And he

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wheel, causing the black sports car to emit

upon him, regarding him as

utterly indifferent

about was that Rena had slipped through his grasp. She could very

raged between the two men for her

Waylen, making her way back to the apartment and setting down her belongings. Waylen then said, “Claribel won’t be joining us tonight. You’ll need to

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Howeyer, she felt a deep sense of gratitude towards Waylen and was willing to do anything for

taken aback

absolutely delicious!” “Thank you,” Rena replied, savoring her own meal. Taking advantage of

furrow formed on

Danna, he couldn’ help but feel disgruntled that she had just moved in and was

he had purchased

taxi there and I’ll pick you up later when you finish,”

didn’t dare to trouble him. She hurriedly replied, “I can take a

Waylen didn’t insist.

for him to

meal, he retreated to his study to attend to his

dishes, Rena discovered Waylen leaning casually against the study door,

remarked, “You are incredibly

possessed intelligence; she wasnt oblivious to his simmering

tender kiss upon his lips. Her voice carried a gentle reassurance as she uttered, “I shall return to be by your side once I conclude

by my side?” he questioned, taking a meaningful sip

Rena’s cheeks. Summoning her courage, she responded, “You can do whatever

his eyes as he chuckled. “Very well then,

he pivoted and strolled into

him, a woman’s worth in the bedroom

on the other hand, instilled within him a sense

outside, casting a gaze

his own world. Sensing Rena’s presence, he turned his attention towards her. With a tender tone, she expressed,

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Waylen’s lips curved

with another person was an entirely novel experience for

this newfound arrangement. Rena possessed an unobtrusive nature,

abruptly halted his train of

well,” he simply responded with

entrance of the apartment complex, a task typically facilitated

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

out of the vehicle

with astonishment upon seeing him, her trepidation of being

his countenance conveyed great

maintain control over her

So, you truly ensnared Waylen! Do you honestly believe

faint smile played

“And how does any

naive; she could tell

nonchalant response left Harold

questioned, “You are unaffected? Are you willingly accepting the role of his plaything? Rena… He merely

“And what about you, Harold? Is it not the exactly same case with

she attempted to push him away and

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

that moment, his wounded pride compelled him to rise above

contemplated the notion that if Rena were to become his mistress, perhaps he would divorce Cecilia

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

proceeded towards the roadside, successfully hailed a taxi,

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vanishing form and vented his frustration by striking

small boxes, observed

his car. Little did he anticipate such a

Waylen’s face as he retrieved his phone and dialed Jazlyn’s number. “Get the Moore Group’s audit records from the past few years and have the documents prepared on

aback by the

to be the business

affairs of the Moore Group, especially considering his sister’s impending marriage

stemmed from

Waylen was consumed by

clock

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

entered and closed the door behind her, he

gently gnawing at her lip, deep in

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

Waylen didn’t say anything.

his glass while

he meant. Standing on tiptoe, she whispered in his ear, “How about I take

set his glass

and plopped her down on top

her was

front of her

in a bad mood, but she didn’t know how she had

against hers, Rena could tell that it was just a

she still kissed him

legs around his waist and asked in a low voice, “What’s the matter

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behind her ear and studied her face carefully. All of

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

then did it

because of what

to be in love with Harold. After all, they