A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1381-1390

A reassuring pat on her back, his voice gentle as he said, “I won’t continue.”

Rena’s heart brimmed with a sense of injustice.

In an unexpected turn, she came to the realization that she had initiated the embrace herself. Shame mingled with anger, prompting her to retort, “Then clarify our romantic involvement.”

A soft chuckle escaped Waylen’s Lips.

As he stood, his fingers adeptly straightened his shirt with an air of nonchalance.

He exuded an aura of refined arrogance, a polished exterior concealing a darker nature.

Returning to his desk, he dialed an internal number. “Jazlyn, handle the online matters. Rena seems upset.”

Rena was taken aback. What did he mean by her being upset?

It was far too vague.

Waylen concluded the call, his demeanor elegant as he inquired. “Is everything satisfactory now?”

Summoning her courage, Rena said, “You… Just now… Promise me you won’t reveal what transpired between us just now.”

Waylen’s gaze fell as he ignited a cigarette.

His eyes, however, remained fixed on her, a hint of disdain touching his features. “Are you worried that Harold will grow angry and abandon you?”

Rena’s lips tightened.

Suddenly, Waylen extinguished his cigarette and adopted a gentler tone. “Rena, in a genuine love, there’s a balance of giving and taking. If Harold truly cares for you, why does he hold back and leave you hanging? Are you certain that this fleeting affection amounts to love?” Love demanded reciprocity.

Rena’s eyes welled with tears.

Waylen’s concern for her was evident as he continued, “It’s wiser to seek someone who genuinely appreciates you than to cling to a hopeless relationship.”

Someone who truly cared for her?

Rena regarded Waylen warily…

Yet, Waylen met her gaze unwaveringly. He possessed a striking handsomeness and an air of refinement that left Rena feeling inadequate. She quickly averted her eyes, whispering, “I’m leaving.”

Before she could reach the door, Waylen’s hand closed around the handle.

His towering figure cast a shadow over the young woman as he spoke with tenderness. “You endured silently, even when you were bullied. Your heart is so tender. How can you continue with the relentless Harold?” Time was running out for the Moore Group.

Soon, the Gordon family would be ensnared in Harold’s trap…

Rena pushed Waylen aside. “It’s none of your concern.”

Yet, Waylen’s gaze lingered, his voice adopting a softer tone. “Visit my apartment this weekend. Allow me to treat you to dinner. I possess a “Morning Dew’ piano. Wouldn’t you Like to play it for yourself?”

The ‘Morning Dew’ piano?

The one favored by Louis XII?

It was a temptation Rena found hard to resist.

Observing her inner struggle, Waylen smiled. “The choice is yours to make.”

Within Rena’s heart, a resolve took root. She would never set foot in his apartment.

But could it be true? Did he truly possess that piano in his abode? Rumors had pegged its value at around twenty million dollars.

Rena departed, her presence leaving a lingering ache in the air. Waylen retraced his steps to claim Rena’s untouched coffee, taking measured sips until half of it was consumed.

While lost in his thoughts, Jazlyn entered the office.

Waylen’s voice dipped to a hushed murmur. “Contact the auction house for me. I want to acquire the ‘Morning Dew’ piano, regardless of the cost. Have it delivered to my apartment in Duefron before the weekend.” Jazlyn was certain her boss had fallen in love.

Hadn’t he just broken up with his girlfriend?

How had he managed to regain his senses so swiftly?

Waylen cast a glance at Jazlyn, inquiring. “Will it pose a challenge?” Jazlyn hastened to reply, “No, I’ll handle it.”

Cradling the coffee cup, Waylen approached the French window with deliberate steps. His voice dipped even lower, a shadow of intensity woven into his words. “Dig into the financial records of the Moore Group. Unearth any compromising evidence. Additionally, arrange a meeting with Darren Gordon, the Moore Group’s financial officer.” Darren Gordon of the Moore Group?

Jazlyn’s brows knitted in puzzlement.

Waylen raised a placating hand, signaling her not to delve further.

As Jazlyn exited, Waylen remained solitary, a sense of solitude settling around him.

In this dream, events from ten years ago were occurring, and he alone held the script of fate, privy to both past and future. The woman he yearned for stood before him, yet he found himself resorting to every means to draw her near.

The impulsive kiss he had stolen from Rena weighed heavily on his conscience.

Furthermore, he bore a debt owed to Harold, one he was intent on repaying. And then there was Darren.

Waylen’s eyes slitted, his anticipation for the next encounter with Rena palpable. He yearned to possess her, by any means necessary, to bring his dream to a close and finally take her home.

Fueled by ten years of rigorous training, Waylen executed his plans unflinchingly, fulfilling his objectives that day.

Four o’clock in the afternoon arrived.

As appointed, Darren entered a club and pushed open the door to the private room.

Waylen sat alone, a formidable stack of documents before him. His demeanor exuded an air of aloof professionalism, a stark departure from the affable young man of the previous night.

he inquired. “Mr. Fowler, is there something significant

Waylen lifted his gaze.

instant, his expression shifted, warmth and geniality sweeping over

Gordon, you can call me Waylen. I have a matter I’d like to discuss

you’re well-acquainted with the details. And I… I share a close connection with Rena. She holds affection for Harold, quite devotedly. So I wish to assist the

Darren was

in his right mind could be

as brash. Though he believed Waylen had feelings for Rena, the notion of Waylen aiding his

inwardly shocked, Darren maintained his composure, sipping

cordially, he offered, “Waylen, you shouldn’t go to

another

invest one billion dollars in the Moore Group. However, there’s a stipulation. You must depart from the Moore Group

Darren’s surprise was evident.

Waylen was prepared to spend such an exorbitant sum on him, an aging

grew with each passing moment as he studied the

was far graver than he had initially conceived. Certain figures sent shivers down his

his gaze, he fixated on Waylen, his

contrast, Waylen exuded an air of calm detachment, as if

“Mr. Gordon.”

into a financial hole of a billion dollars in less than four years. As for assigning blame… Do you have

One billion dollars…

sweat

his shoulders. Yet, he struggled to believe the Moore family could be so ruthless. Having worked for the Moore Group for

Darren’s internal

he poured two glasses of red wine, handing one to Darren. “Mr. Gordon, take a sip to steady yourself. In truth, this is a minor hiccup. It’s merely the prologue. If we intervene in time, repercussions can be averted. The Moore Group will be fine, and you will

in the

a certain

the projections were based on reliable data, they forecasted events years in the

Darren hesitated.

eyes shining. “Mr. Gordon, you’re a friend of the Moore family. This is your opportunity to assist

Waylen‘s taunt,

a single gulp. Setting it down, he studied the

“Mr. Gordon, you’re a friend of the Moore family. This is your opportunity to assist

by Waylen‘s taunt, Darren’s

studied the young man before him, a mere 25

“Business remains business I won’t meddle

I don’t employ money to

Waylen from head to

conceded that Waylen surpassed Harold in many aspects, carrying himself with greater poise. As a father,

a man was hardly a dependable approach. After contemplation,

of chief financial

prepared to depart, Waylen personally ushered him out, an act of courtesy that deeply resonated with Darren. A noble

question. When did you develop feelings

at first sight…

Waylen’s smile remained enigmatic.

gazed at the man before him, whispering, “Mr. Gordon, you might find this hard to

brow, aware that prying further from Waylen would yield

Darren’s departure, Waylen stood in silence, his gaze

at Waylen. He had

Darren the night he

blame rested on Waylen’s

return to the company, he attended to his

hesitated to address

distressed, he

cause. With a subtle sigh, she granted

the bedroom, her surprise evident as she laid eyes on

Chapter: 1387

an amicable relationship, and Rena held affection for Harold, though their connection

momentarily dazed, her voice soft as she inquired. “You’ve come to see

searing intensity

set at home, Rena

elegance. A cascade of thick brown hair framed her shoulders, while brown round-frame glasses bestowed upon her a

She was beautiful.

Harold’s estimation of her had

coveting her affections emerged, having expertly navigated the Moore Group’s

once deemed her plain and indifferent,

which he had once overlooked,

part from Rena, a characteristic flaw often attributed

soft but brimming with gravity. Rena, puzzled, momentarily

intervene, gently asserting, “Harold, Rena is not involved in company

unwavering focus remained

deliberate, Harold enunciated, “Mr. Gordon,

unexpected predicament. Rena retreated to her room and donned a knitted coat before reappearing.

stairs, Rena’s arm was suddenly seized

“Do you like him?”

affection for him was widely known, she had never acted on her feelings or professed

logically concern Harold, her entanglement with another

faltered, met with an unexpectedly strong

the condition that Mr. Gordon joins the Fowler Group. Is

Chapter: 1388

sharp rebuke. “Answer me.” The

had been stung, prompting his unanticipated visit. But what was their relationship? And why was Harold treating her

to clarify the situation. “What about you, Harold? What are your intentions? You know I harbor feelings

into Rena’s eyes. Two youthful souls, equally

silence, Rena’s voice grew husky. “Before your inquiry, had you already considered accepting the

Harold stood taken aback.

etched across his features, for Rena

Over the subsequent years, as the Moore Group

however, his plan

Rena’s well-being seemingly safeguarded, Harold’s reactions had become increasingly

he grappled with his own motives. Rena saw through his

streetlamp, Harold stood rigid. After

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