A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Aline, who had donated a staggering ten million dollars, stole the spotlight for a moment.

The crowd erupted in applause.

Aline stood up gracefully, bowing slightly to acknowledge the recognition.

She exuded confidence, viewing these moments as stepping stones towards entering the upper echelons of Duefron society. Her determination was clear.

She aimed to make Rena look up to her in the end.

As she sat back down, her gaze swept over Rena.

Today, she had brought a grand gift for Rena.

At that moment, the main screen displayed the school’s history and several important activities.

Most of the people in the audience were engaged in business talk and networking, paying no attention to what was being shown on the screen.

But after about twenty minutes, someone exclaimed, “Isn’t that Rena and Harold? They looked so young back then.”

A hush fell over the crowd.

Everyone turned their gaze to the screen, revealing Rena at twenty years old, standing beneath a majestic sycamore tree on the school grounds.

The scene was adorned with lush greenery and dappled shade.

The sun’s rays seeped through the tree’s branches, casting a radiant golden glow.

A young girl in a white dress bravely stopped Harold, who was also young.

Her face flushed slightly, but she mustered the courage to say, “Harold, I like you.”

In the video, Harold’s eyes appeared deep and thoughtful.

After a moment of silence, he gestured to Rena and said, “Get on the bike.”

Rena bit her lip and hopped onto the bike. As Harold pedaled, Rena held onto the hem of his white shirt…

The scene changed to the school library.

In the quiet afternoon, Rena had fallen asleep with her head resting on the desk, dark circles evident under her eyes.

Harold sat across from her, reading a book. When he noticed she was asleep, he gently placed the book down and observed her silently.

A minute Later, Harold leaned over and kissed Rena tenderly.

The entire banquet hall fell into silence. Whispers filled the air.

“Are they the most famous couple in our two schools?”

“I heard Harold liked Rena first.”

“Look at Waylen’s face, it’s turning green…”

Harold felt even more upset than Waylen did.

These memories had long been buried, almost forgotten, but now they resurfaced before him, forcing him to confront the past.

Even a fool could see that Harold liked Rena back then.

He liked her, even though he didn’t realize it.

His face twisted with pain. He struggled to control his emotions, not wanting to lose his composure.

He Loved Rena.

He loved her from the very beginning until the end. He was merely blinded by his ambition…

He knew these images must be making Waylen angry, but Harold couldn’t feel any sense of victory. Instead, he felt like the ultimate loser.

Aline raised her goblet towards Harold, smiling slyly. “Do you like it?”

It was designed to hurt Harold and create a rift between Rena and Waylen.

Indeed, the scenes stirred discomfort in Waylen.

Young love was a powerful thing.

When Rena fell for Harold, she embraced her feelings without hesitation. If not for the subsequent accident, Waylen believed Rena and Harold would have been together, married, and maybe even with children. The couple sitting here today would have been Harold and Rena.

That accursed library…

Waylen had always been composed, but now he had no desire to maintain his grace.

Grace was just another excuse for cowards. He was Waylen Fowler, and he didn’t need to hide his possessiveness for his wife.

Waylen pulled Rena to her feet.

Raising his glass, he smiled and said, “The Exceed Group will invest 100 million dollars in demolishing and rebuilding the school library.”

The entire hall fell into silence.

Waylen’s jealousy was evident, and he didn’t bother hiding it.

After his outburst, he left with his wife.

As they reached the entrance of the banquet hall, a hoarse voice called out, “Rena.”

Hearing this, Waylen tightly grasped Rena’s hand.

passed, and so much had happened. They had each embarked

he still owed

“Rena, if I could do it all over again, I’d choose

wealth were meaningless

faint smile appeared

there was no such

was stunned as well. She never expected Waylen to

his composure and have a

spend one hundred million dollars just to demolish the library? Was

he really care so much about

husband called and inquired nervously, “Aline,

sensed something

“What happened? What’s

“You better not cause any

a sudden inspection at the mine. It seemed like they were making things difficult

with a soft voice, “Then let me find some connections in

as remarkably capable was none

from the event, accompanied by Rena, leaving in

engine hummed to life, he attentively secured his seatbelt and

window, betrayed the emotional impact of the

she easily forget her first

slender fingers brushed against the steering wheel as he inquired, “Do

response

“Then why do you wear the look of someone on the

guard, Rena found herself at a

Rena’s distress, Waylen’s grip on the steering wheel tightened. He pressed down on the accelerator, guiding the car away from their familiar route, Leaving

Waylen disclosed, “To the apartment where

happened between Harold and me was a long time ago. You can’t be

light, he reached for a cigarette from the center console and lit it. Amidst the smoke, he admitted, “Rena,

guard by his candidness,

in the air, Waylen focused on

the car, Rena

“Would you rather step out on your

of the car, walking ahead of him with

behind them, and Waylen trailed after Rena, a cigarette still held between his

finally demanded, “Waylen,

grasped her wrist and pinned her against the wall,

couple, the intensity of the situation was

questioning, “Am I more handsome or is

inebriated mind struggled to respond and a yearning for sleep washed over her, but Waylen was

emotion as she admitted, “You’re more handsome than

her chin and inquired further, “Where

own question, he

realized that this was the inquiry

to his question, Rena simply kissed him back.

gently held her chin, preventing her from moving

she hadn’t expressed her desires for him like this in a long time. Unlike their usual composed demeanor during

trickled down Waylen’s forehead and Rena longed to release her pent-up

held her waist, he persisted with his questioning. Rena blinked and softly murmured,

tightly, burying his face in her neck. For a while, he remained silent before speaking in a hushed

Rena appeared to regain some sobriety, and gently caressed Waylen’s warm neck with her slender hand. Her voice was

manner, Waylen resumed kissing Rena, each gesture filled with utmost

in his arms, he

sheets, and Rena surrendered herself to passion,

found himself reluctant to stop, yearning for this

encounter came to an end, the evening

herself in a dimly lit bedroom, the

on her side, despite the lingering effects of the wine, she vividly recalled the

bottles left her feeling both conflicted

of today were merely

creaking of the bedroom door heralded Waylen’s

bed, he gently pinched her face and softly asked, “Would you like to get up? Alexis has called several times, inquiring about

at Waylen and slowly rose from the bed, clutching the quilt around

of the wine still lingered, leaving her feeling slightly

their intimate encounter. His forehead gently pressed against hers as he said in a tender tone, “Why don’t you get up first, head home, and

Rena bent down

fabric bore the telltale marks of the red wine,

walked into the cloakroom and picked out something for

Rena was angry.

would only become fodder for others to ridicule.

combed her long, brown hair, she issued

chin gently on her shoulder, agreed with

taken an unexpected turn and he couldn’t help but marvel at the surprise of

found it difficult to bring himself to

made their way home, the soft glow of street lights illuminating

the car seat, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she considered that the children were being

by how beautiful she looked when she

quiet moments, the phone rang,

other end was Peter, Mark’s trusted assistant, who greeted Waylen and quickly got to the point. “You won’t believe

piqued, Waylen inquired, “What did Uncle Mark have to say

the southwest have been up to some shady dealings. To

Peter’s demeanor seemed friendly, there was an underlying sense of ruthlessness

for his decisiveness and penchant for cutting off the source of any

handling this. Yes. Alright, I’ll ask Rena

Rena. What did she matter anyway?

merely instructed, “Uncle Mark really misses Edwin. You should

request

then cleared his throat gently and asked, “Are you

Uneasily, Rena turned around.

didn’t press her to speak. Instead, he held her hand tenderly and asked, “Rena, you seemed quite excited today. Was