Zack rolled his eyes.

Humph!

It was known to all that Tyrone had harbored feelings for Rena for several years. Waylen, ever the crafty one, had coerced Tyrone to relocate to the south.

Zack’s disdain for Tyrone and Rena intensified with each passing moment.

Damn it!

Zack wondered just how long Tyrone and Rena would continue exchanging glances and engaging in conversation.

Just as Zack contemplated stepping forward, he caught sight of Waylen from the corner of his eye. A smile crept onto Zack’s face upon witnessing this scene.

Zack presumed that Waylen, dressed to the nines, had likely come here to surprise Rena.

Little did Waylen know, he was about to be surprised.

Because Rena had crossed paths with Tyrone.

Zack anticipated Waylen’s intense jealousy.

Amused by this notion, Zack burst into laughter, his amusement perhaps so evident that Rena caught wind of it and turned her gaze in his direction…

And there, she spotted Waylen.

Bathed in the radiant glow of a crystal lamp, Waylen exuded an air of elegance as he stood poised.

His gaze fixated on Rena.

He observed her radiant smile directed at Tyrone.

Lately, she had been distant towards him, rarely gracing him with such a carefree smile. Yet, when her eyes met Tyrone’s, an irresistible grin adorned her face. Was Tyrone more captivating and cherished in her heart compared to Waylen?

Suppressing his feelings of envy, Waylen refused to let his narrow-mindedness show.

However, he found himself irresistibly drawn towards them. He stood motionless, gracefully plucking a glass of wine from the tray presented by a waiter. A subtle smile danced on the corners of his lips as he turned to Rena and uttered, “Do I possess such charm that makes you keep staring at me?”

Rena had grown accustomed to Waylen’s audaciousness.

She turned her head and offered an apologetic smile to Tyrone.

Of course, Tyrone was well aware of the situation. Despite being in Heron, he remained well- informed.

Rena had returned to Waylen due to the events involving Roscoe and Vera. Yet, in Tyrone’s eyes, Rena and Waylen were no longer the same as before.

With a sarcastic tone, Tyrone jibed, “Waylen, your concern for Rena is overwhelming Is that why you ventured all the way to Heron? Those who know you might assume you’re here to see Rena, while those who don’t might find your actions suspicious.”

It became a battle of egos between men…

They not only sought to outdo each other in the realm of business but also engaged in verbal sparring, aiming to render each other speechless.

Waylen, being a lawyer, possessed a silver tongue.

Balancing the wine glass in his hand, Waylen wore a gentle smile and remarked, “I doubt there will be any formidable opponents in Heron. What do you think, Rena?”

Rena cast a fleeting glance his way, silently signaling him to tread carefully.

Leaning closer to her ear, Waylen inquired, “Are you concerned about him?”

In a hushed tone, Rena responded, “Waylen, are you intentionally provoking me? I simply ran into him at the banquet and did nothing more. There’s no need for you to behave this way.”

“I’m consumed by jealousy,” Waylen confessed candidly, his eyes burning with intensity as he locked his gaze with hers.

Overwhelmed by the prying eyes of onlookers, Rena’s cheeks flushed a subtle shade of crimson.

The smile on Tyrone’s face gradually faded….

Standing by Tyrone’s side, Zack held a wine glass and commented in a soft voice, “You see, no one can surpass Waylen in shamelessness.”

Tyrone slowly savored the wine in his glass.

The potent liquor slid down his throat and settled in his core, causing a discomfort that somehow mirrored his mood.

Gazing at the couple before him, he whispered softly, “I was mistaken.”

Zack failed to grasp the full meaning behind Tyrone’s words.

However, Tyrone himself understood perfectly.

When Tyrone pursued Rena, he never anticipated Waylen’s overwhelming obsession with her. Waylen, known for being consumed by work, had never treated Rena with much seriousness in the first place. Yet, nobody could have foreseen his current state of mind.

Tyrone knew all too well that he hadn’t been defeated by Waylen.

Instead, he had been defeated by the passage of time.

In matters of love, sometimes it was indeed a case of “first come, first served.”

Silently, Tyrone departed, just as quietly as his encounter with Rena.

No matter how lively the party, it eventually reached its conclusion.

With Waylen at her side, Rena remained untouched by others.

Once the festivities ended, Rena glanced at the illuminated numbers on the elevator and asked in a hushed tone, “Have you booked a hotel room? If not, I can ask my secretary to arrange it for you.”

Waylen’s eyes held depth as he replied, “I’ll stay with you.

Rena lowered her head and absently toyed with her phone. “Let me take care of the booking. I’ll be occupied with work in the coming days and might not have much time to spend with you.”

Her phone was gently taken from her grasp.

Waylen’s expression turned serious as he asserted, “I won’t disturb you.”

Rena fell silent, her gaze fixed on the elevator, waiting as the doors opened.

The party had reached its conclusion, and a sea of people swarmed around. The confined space of the elevator made Rena feel uneasy, squeezed against the wall.

Suddenly, a hand reached out and enveloped her, drawing her into a protective embrace.

Rena found herself momentarily stunned.

Waylen…

Forced to lean against his chest, her face tenderly brushed against his clothing. When she raised her eyes, she caught sight of his prominent Adam’s apple, a captivating sight that exuded a captivating allure.

Waylen cast his gaze downward, his eyes obscured by an impenetrable darkness, harboring a brewing storm of emotions.

Indeed, once he stepped foot into her hotel room, the facade of elegance he had displayed at the party shattered.

Rena found herself pinned against the sturdy door, his body leaning in, one leg planted firmly to imprison her, leaving her no means of escape.

Averting her face, Rena inquired, “Waylen, what do you intend to do?”

touch, Waylen caressed her delicate countenance and asked in a hoarse voice laced with a tinge of anguish, “Rena, do you still hold resentment toward

a moment, the weight of such a night

she were on

with a soft yet resolute voice. “I am bothered by what happened to Tyrone, and it has nothing to do with our relationship but it does speak of the disparity in our status… Just as you’re aware, I was on the verge of departing for Flirean at that time. I couldn’t hold onto you, and I had to witness you repeatedly seeking out Elvira. Instead of lamenting, I was forced to leave Duefron behind to fulfill your desires and your first love. Isn’t that inequality? If we were an ordinary couple, we would have already engaged in fiery arguments. But we can’t, because you are Waylen. The same holds true for what transpired between Tyrone and Hyatt. You relish the control that your position

uttered these words, tears

Vera’s divorce was an unattainable outcome due to Waylen’s

had been waiting for

with him and he had assisted Vera.

now that they had reached this point, they should cease

Waylen’s heart sank.

“Rena, do you wish to strike me? Like

surged. “Waylen, you

hand and pressed it firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from his grasp, no

love between a man and

think I won’t dare to strike you!”

hanging in the air, she slapped him

their gasps. After a brief pause, Rena proceeded to graze his neck twice more, causing him

ran his tongue across his

kiss her. Yet, Rena resisted and fiercely sank

scent of blood

aggression ignited Waylen’s desire to conquer, He

another setting as

exquisite dress fell to the

attire. Unless she observed his expression, she wouldn’t realize the extent of his

time, their intimate encounter lingered, stretching out into a particularly prolonged

reached the climax that Rena felt a sense of relief. He scooped her up in his arms and

Today was special.

this night, he belonged entirely

was heavy with unease

the feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed such

they had succumbed to

yearned for a shower, but Waylen held her back, pleading. “Stay

closer, pressing his

“Don’t be

suit pants from the edge of the bed,

intentions and rose to her feet, declaring, “I’m

and she found herself enveloped

ring in hand, he revealed, “52 carats. Do you like

intensity as he fixed his eyes

accepted the ring and gently slid it onto her middle finger. Of course, it was not the perfect

smiled and remarked, “It’s too

deepened. “Perhaps it’ll fit your ring finger. Give it

display of flattery from him. If she were sensible, she would accept his gesture happily and marry him

that was the

Valentine’s Day, she would have never refused him when he presented the diamond ring for her ring

Waylen retained his charm, her feelings toward

the memory of their passionate encounter lingered, and she didn’t voice her

condom in the heat of the moment. Worried, she decided to purchase

in the

spoke up. “I’m not in the

face, and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need

Rena remained concerned.

if she were to become pregnant, it would be fate, and she

didn’t want her to take medication, so

eventually succumbing to her wishes. “I’ll buy

and politely

chuckled, his

yourself the pleasure you experience during sex. You’re one way during the act and

his

refused to be taken

lifted the quilt in front of him and headed for the bathroom, declaring,

Waylen’s desire for

This woman…

his wallet, and left to buy

and attended to herself. Standing

door behind him, poured her a glass of warm water,

mixture of water, finding it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not

swallowed the water and pill,

much about the gender, but it’ll be better if it is a girl. She’d better get your brown hair and

Rena’s body stiffened.

me, Rena. I long for it with all

moment, Waylen’s phone

was Korbyn, speaking in a

to

own life. She took three sleeping pills and your mother

is having an affair, and

Waylen felt helpless.

even passed as attempt at

resolved. Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the matter, even if his father hadn’t

lit a cigarette and sighed. “I have

Rena overheard the conversation.

for Cecilia, she suggested, “You should

faint smile appeared on his lips. After a long while, he inquired,

She lay down

over her, causing her to appear

couldn’t help but kiss her and complain in a low voice, “We’ve done it a little too much and

that she threw a pillow

put his hand into the quilt to tease her. “Don’t be goody-two-shoes. You were also very comfortable, but you have to pretend that you don’t care

a long time.

in a

in and kissed her, murmuring softly,

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

private plane and returned to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence, he sensed the oppressive atmosphere that had settled

and affectionate Juliette, caught sight of him, she approached as though she had found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister. She hasn’t eaten anything

his mother, assuring her, “It’s

in Juliette’s eyes

upstairs, she stopped him, as if on the

Juliette wanted

to Dad later.” With that, Waylen ascended

open, he found Cecilia lying on the bed, covering her head

sat on the edge of the bed, attempting to pull

you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news of such a twist were to spread, it would bring shame to the Fowler

the quilt, throwing her arms around

understood her distress, gently caressing her head and saying softly, “Are you attempting to harm yourself or just trying to act like

uttered softly, “Waylen, you’re

“What’s wicked about me?”

Harold, and you didn’t tell me. You

gently caressing his sister’s head, as a mischievous smile

did have a relationship, but it doesn’t count.

remained skeptical. “So, you meant to say that they weren’t in a

relationship. By that logic, is Dad in a relationship with the servants he

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