A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 121-130

Flustered, she blushed and remained silent.

On the second-floor terrace of the Fowler residence, Waylen stood, gently swaying the flowing white curtains with his slender fingers. In a low voice, he spoke, “An old friend of my father’s has returned from Braseovell and he will be arriving here soon. It seems I won’t be able to join you tonight.”

What a curious coincidence!

Lyndon, too, had returned from Braseovell on the very same day.

Rena’s voice softened as she replied, “Treat him well, then.”

Waylen nodded. Just as he was about to say something more, a melodious voice called out from behind, “Waylen!”

Startled, he turned around.

Standing there was an elegant middle-aged man, exuding al and charm.

Waylen bid Rena a hasty farewell, his voice barely audible as he ended the call.

A warm smile lit up his face as he greeted the man. “Mr. Coleman, it’s been a long time.”

This man was Lyndon. He and Waylen’s father had been close friends for years, admiring each other’s talents and character.

While it appeared. that Lyndon had returned for his concert tour, his true motive was far more profound-—he had actually come back in secret search of his long-lost daughter.

Lyndon’s smile widened as he greeted Waylen. “Long time no see, It’s been a few years since we last met! I’ve heard great things about your accomplishments in your career.”

Waylen modestly brushed off the praise, engaging in a pleasant conversation with the older man.

Just then, Cecilia ascended the stairs, her eyes sparkling with delight. at the sight of Lyndon. She playfully clung to his arm, reminiscent of her childhood days. “Mr. Coleman, my father is calling for you downstairs,” she said with a mischievous grin.

Lyndon tenderly patted Cecilia’s hand and obliged, making his way downstairs with her.

As they descended, Cecilia couldn’t contain her curiosity and asked, “Did Elvira come back with you this time?”

Lyndon’s expression froze.

His gaze instinctively shifted towards Waylen.

Waylen was leaning against the French window, furrowing his brow and slowly puffing on a cigarette.

Lyndon couldn’t help but admire the young man’s remarkable demeanor, even amidst his evident distress.

In a low voice, Lyndon replied to Cecilia, No, she didn’t. she won’t be returning for the time being.”

On the terrace, Waylen savored the final moments of his cigarette. His parents then started urging him to join them downstairs.

Slowly, he made his way to greet Lyndon, a highly esteemed guest in the Fowler household.

The servants were bustling about, making all necessary preparations to welcome the family’s cherished friend.

Korbyn, with his arm around Lyndon’s shoulder, beamed with joy as he exclaimed, “Lyndon, it’s been years, yet you remain as graceful as ever! I on the other hand, am feeling quite old.”

Cecilia chimed in sweetly, “Dad, are you thinking of finding a new wife”:

Laughter erupted around the table, and Juliette ‘joined in, jesting, “Oh, nonsense! Your father will give you a good scolding for such remarks.”

Cecilia stuck out her tongue and declared, “Mr. Coleman will protect me.”

Juliette smiled affectionately and addressed Lyndon, “Cecilia has always been attached to you since she was a child.”

Lyndon’s gaze rested on Cecilia, his heart tinged with longing.

Though he and his wife had a daughter, she had been adopted. If only he hadn’t prioritized his own ego and disappointed his girlfriend at the time, could he have had a biological daughter as lively and lovely as Cecilia?

He felt a wave of melancholy wash over him and softly uttered, “Cecilia is truly delightful.” Then he gently patted her on the head.

Confused, Cecilia blinked her innocent eyes, unaware of the depth of Lyndon’s emotions.

Sensing the man’s sadness, Korbyn swiftly changed the subject, rekindling a lively atmosphere. However, in the midst of their joyful conversation, Korbyn couldn’t help but notice Waylen’s somber mood. Sighing inwardly, Korbyn knew that there was something bothering his son.

Korbyn sighed.

The dinner continued well into the late hours of the night.

Juliette had already instructed the servants to prepare the guest room for

Lyndon. However, Lyndon insisted on staying in a hotel. With no other choice, she and Korbyn arranged for a driver to accompany their old friend back to the hotel.

As the dinner concluded, the grand dining room now appeared empty:

The only thing heard were the sounds of the servants udying up, the clinking of glasses and plates echoing faintly in the air.

Waylen was about to retire to his room when his father halted him.

“Waylen,1 need to talk to you about something.”

Waylen turned his deep gaze towards his father, awaiting his words.

Korbyn gestured for them to proceed to the study, closing the door behind them.

Once inside, Waylen prepared a cup of tea for the older man. , . “i

“Rad what do you want to talk to me > about in the middle of the night?”

Korbyn did not drink the tea and instead put it aside.

With a serious expression, he began. “Waylen, I noticed that you were not in a good mood during dinner.”

Waylen took out a cigarette, brought it to his lips and lit it.

With a smirk, he replied, “Really? I must have been too tired recently.”

Korbyn frowned. He knew his son very well,

He knew that Waylen was lying.

“I don’t care about your past with Elvira, but you can’t let it affect my friendship with Lyndon.”

Waylen then took a long drag from his cigarette and extinguished it in the ashtray.

Rising from his seat, he smiled wistfully and said, “Then, I’ll take my leave now.”

Korbyn frowned unhappily. “Don’t you consider this house your home? Why do you have to go back to your apartment so late in the middle of the night?”

Korbyn was known for his bad temper and domineering attitude.

Many people feared him, but Waylen wasn’t one of them.

Glancing at his father indifferently, Waylen shrugged and said, “I have to go back and go through some materials for a case.”

Korbyn gritted his teeth in anger, but he knew he couldn’t force his son to stay.

“Get out! I don’t even know why you wanna be a lawyer! Why are you so hell-bent on cleaning other people’s messes?”

Waylen smiled at him mockingly. “Have you forgotten, Dad? The Fowler Group pays me eighty million a year as retainer.”

Korbyn’s nostrils flared and his eyes widened. “I said get out!”

to be told a third

and scolded, “You’ve been drinking.

the car and handed

had worked for the Fowler family

bad mood, he didn’t dare to

a stop, Waylen ordered, “Thank you, Ryder.

Ryder Nicolson, had no choice but to

his apartment, Waylen pulled out a cigarette and clamped it

it

cigarette between his ends fingers, he took a

smoke filled his

somehow, it made him feel

didn’t go inside until he

soon as he opened the door, he found that it was dark

streamed in from the narrow crack between the curtains. The

on the sofa, quietly crept into the master bedroom, and turned on a bedside

was in bed, sleeping

onto the sheets delicately. She looked like a

under the quilt

touch woke Rena

watery eyes and looked at him, biting

to stop him, nor did she dare to move. Instead, she

leaned over and kissed

kiss gradually grew more

Rena finally pulled away and rested

“Why’d

“I drank a lot

her in his arms, but it seemed that he had no intention of having sex

Waylen couldn’t help but lower his head and kiss her

smiled and wrapped her

told, the two of them were both

wasn’t fair for Rena if he took her now, since he was thinking about

take a shower.

and started taking off his clothes while walking towards the bathroom. He was usually a meticulous person, but now he left a trail of messy clothes all

chest. She couldn’t meet his playful gaze, so she didn’t dare to raise

and tossed them into the laundry basket. Then she went to the

She smiled in satisfaction.

looked delicious and

would like

Waylen sat at the table and began

his work, so he had come to prefer

phone to deal with some business

while, he glanced at Rena

got your

wistfully, “Sadly, it’s not as nice as earlier

Waylen chuckled softly.

he added, “Don’t forget to send me the time and address. I’ll be busy

her phone and forwarded the details to him without

received her text, Waylen wrote down a

he looked up, he found Rena staring

she liked the way he looked. Catching her staring at him like this, he felt a little proud and gently pinched her face, “You really enjoy looking at me, don’t you?

He teased her playfully.

Rena’s cheeks blushed furiously.

but before she could reach for his empty bowl, he grabbed

it was. Besides, he had

up and carried her back to the bedroom. As soon as he laid

leaned against his chest when they finished, deep in

that brought her back to reality. “Let’s

she just pressed her face against his chest. She

a strong

in bed— and when they

but to listen to

for a while, she drifted off to

looked at her

to the apartment and saw how Rena was so good to him,

suddenly felt the urge

Saturday. When she awoke the

waking up early, Rena found herself

and even Claribel had finished

help but feel a

yet he always left her wanting more! The two already lived together, and every time they kissed,

think that they’d finally have sex, Waylen would always withdraw. Frowning, Rena wondered what sex would

think about it anymore. She got

lot of free time on her hands, so she often went to accompany her

hospital and moved back into their

didn’t live with them anymore, he

whenever he asked about it, Eloise would help

Rena helped Eloise do the dishes in

Harold has been having a hard time

Rena nodded silently.

out that Waylen didn’t complete destroy Harold’s s career. Although the latter would go throwgh some difficulties now,

knew, and when she was finished, Eloise gritted her teeth

“What matters is that Dad’s fine. Besides, Waylen’s sister is going to marry Harold. He can’t

in a trance for a while.

Rena sell her body, but in the end, she didn’t do anything when Rena asked Waylen for help in exchange for her moving in with him. She knew that Waylen wouldn’t marry Rena, but she didn’t stop Rena from agreeing to

her head and said,

biological daughter, yet Darren had given her all his love and even refused to let Eloise have her own child. Rena was willing to repay

in the conversation made the atmosphere in the kitchen

intend

his

to the door

she saw who was standing outside, all

feet. Rena didn’t know how long he

from inside the room. “Rena, who is

quickly shouted back, “No one! Just an insurance salesman!” Then she went out and

ex-boyfriend here, Rena

came to visit my father, there’s no need,

threw another cigarette butt to the ground and stubbed

her and said “Rena I came here to see you! Let’s go to our old apartment. Your things are still there. You

looked at

he

that she was wrong about that. Without hesitation, she shook her head and said,

seemed to have

coax her gently. “You know I won’t

whatever you want

on him, Rena was about to

suddenly hugged her from behind and whispered, “Stop being so cold to me, Rena. You weren’t

blood boiling with rage and

think twice and raised her hand to slap him in the face

on you! We broke up a long time

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