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.

“Mr. Fowler, is there something significant you

Waylen lifted his gaze.

and

can call me Waylen. I

unwavering. “There’s financial information pertaining to the Moore Group. As the Chief Financial Officer, I trust 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

Darren was taken

man in his right mind could be this

Though he believed Waylen had feelings for Rena, the notion of Waylen aiding his rival in Love was inconceivable. Either

inwardly shocked, Darren maintained his composure, sipping his tea with

cordially, he offered, “Waylen, you

another document

in the Moore Group. However, there’s a stipulation. You must depart from the Moore Group and join the

Darren’s surprise was evident.

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

grew with each passing moment as he studied the

of the Moore Group was far graver than he had initially conceived. Certain figures sent shivers down his spine, evoking both

his gaze, he fixated on

calm detachment, as if handling matters

“Mr. Gordon.”

this trajectory, I predict the Moore Group will fall into a financial hole of a billion dollars in less than four

One billion dollars…

sweat

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

perceived Darren’s internal

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 have a bright future. It

was skilled in the art of

a certain measure of

the projections were based on reliable data,

Darren hesitated.

of the

taunt, Darren’s resolve

he studied the young man before him, a mere 25 years old but remarkably

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

by Waylen‘s taunt,

a single gulp. Setting it down, he studied the young man before

Darren drew his line in the sand. “Business remains business I won’t meddle in Rena’s

I don’t

Waylen from head

himself with greater poise. As a father, Darren yearned

After contemplation, Darren appended

of

courtesy that deeply resonated with Darren. A noble gesture from a high-born

have a question. When did you develop feelings for Rena? From what I know, your

at first sight… Darren was

Waylen’s smile remained enigmatic.

him, whispering, “Mr. Gordon, you might find this hard to believe. I

creased Darren’s brow, aware that prying

in

Waylen. He had failed

truth, Rena hadn’t seen Darren the night he

rested

company, he attended to

Darren hesitated to address her.

Though visibly distressed, he struggled to maintain

cause. With

emerged from the bedroom, her surprise evident as she

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held affection for Harold, though their connection was

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

intensity sweeping over her from head

short pajama set at home,

enchanting elegance. A cascade of thick brown hair framed her shoulders, while brown

She was beautiful.

had been based

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

her plain and indifferent, a captivating allure now radiated from

he had once overlooked, seemed destined for another’s

part from Rena, a

voice soft but brimming with

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

focus remained on

“Mr. Gordon, I wish to

donned a knitted

arm was suddenly seized by

“Do you like him?”

befuddled. Though her longstanding affection for him was widely known, she had never

companionship might not logically concern Harold, her entanglement with another had seemingly drawn

faltered, met with

the condition

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Harold’s wounded pride manifested as a sharp rebuke. “Answer me.” The hold on

Harold’s ego had been stung, prompting his unanticipated visit. But what was their relationship? And why was

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

youthful souls, equally impassioned, exchanged

prolonged silence, Rena’s voice grew husky. “Before

Harold stood taken aback.

etched across his features, for Rena had

secure Darren’s trust. Over the subsequent years, as the Moore Group amassed staggering debts, the blame would

however, his plan

been averted and Rena’s well-being seemingly

distinct purpose, he grappled with his own motives. Rena saw through

the dim glow of a streetlamp, Harold stood rigid. After

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