A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Korbyn confidently placed his chess piece on the intricately carved chessboard, offering his opinion. “As a young lady, it is best
to maintain a certain level of reservation.”
How could Korbyn fail to recognize his own daughter’s nature?
Waylen had mentioned that Cecilia possessed a pure simplicity and would readily comply with Harold’s wishes. Yet, Korbyn
believed it was advantageous for Cecilia to be with the astute Harold who would look out for her. Harold effortlessly deceived
Cecilia, his smile masking his true intentions.
Just then, Juliette approached with a warm smile and addressed the group, “Since Waylen is unable to join us at the moment,
why don’t we proceed with our meal? The servant has already laid out the dishes.”
Cecilia seized Harold’s hand, pulling him close as they walked arm in arm, an intimate gesture reflecting their connection.
Korbyn and Juliette exchanged knowing smiles, an unspoken understanding passing between them.
During the subsequent lunch, the atmosphere remained pleasant. Harold showcased his conversational prowess, endearing
himself to Cecilia’s parents.
After the meal, Cecilia led Harold to her private sanctuary on the second floor.
As the door closed behind them, she boldly initiated a passionate kiss, revealing her desire to share a deeper connection with
him.
However, Harold’s wound and his ***ual encounter with the female escort earlier that morning meant that fatigue gripped him,
leaving him devoid of the energy required for intimacy with Cecilia.
Moreover, his current state of mind did not lend itself to passionate endeavors, so he settled for a tender kiss. instead.
In a voice tinged with huskiness, he expressed, “Give me a few more days, my love. Can you wait?”
Shyly, Cecilia nodded in agreement, her arms enveloping his waist as she inhaled his unique scent. “I truly wish for you to
shower and rid yourself of the perfume’s aroma. However, since it’s the scent of the nurse’s perfume, I don’t mind.”
Harold’s smile bloomed as he affectionately caressed her head, soothing her concerns.
They decided to rest, seeking solace in each other’s embrace.

A distant car’s sound then echoed from downstairs. It could be Waylen’s arrival.
With gentle motions, Harold disengaged Cecilia’s hands and made his way to the balcony, hoping for a glimpse. Indeed, it was
Waylen.
The afternoon sun cast its sweltering rays, prompting Waylen to discard his jacket. Dressed in a dapper dark blue shirt and suit
trousers, he engaged in a phone conversation.
“I’ve returned to my parents‘ house. I’ll pick you up around five o’clock! Start packing your belongings.”
Tension coiled within Harold’s body. He knew it must be Rena conversing with Waylen on the other end of the line.
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Was Rena planning to move in with Waylen?
At that moment, Waylen lifted his gaze and locked eyes with Harold. A knowing smile graced his lips.
Waylen chuckled.
Speaking gently into the phone, he reassured, “It’s nothing, my dear. I simply spotted an acquaintance! If there are items you
cant bring along, we can always purchase new ones on our way back.”
After concluding his phone call, Waylen disconnected the line.
A shadow passed over Harold’s face, his expression turning somber.
Just then, Cecilia awoke from her nap. She approached him, seeking solace by enveloping his waist and longing for a kiss.
However, Harold wasnt in the mood. He simply said, “Your brother has returned.
Let’s go downstairs.” Despite Cecilia’s inherent simplicity, she couldn’t help but perceive his indifference, leading to a tinge of
disappointment seeping into her heart.
Harold, ever the charmer, skillfully coaxed and reassured her.
As they descended the staircase, Cecilia’s spirits soared once more, her buoyant nature resurfacing.
Waylen sat comfortably on the sofa, engrossed in a magazine. Cecilia eagerly threw herself into his arms, exclaiming, “Waylen!”

Waylen playfully pinched her cheek and remarked, “You’re still as clingy as ever. Harold might become jealous.” “He wont,”
Cecilia insisted, holding onto Waylen’s arm and assuming a spoiled stance. “Didn’t you mention having several projects? It would
be better to have Harold take care of them instead of outsiders.”
Waylen glanced up at Harold, a meaningful smile dancing on his lips. “Dad ts right. You treat Harold better than you treat us
now.”
“No, I’m not!” Cecilia protested, her voice filled with affection.
After playfully teasing his sister, Waylen readily agreed, his charming smile lighting up the room.
“I know you are the best,” Cecilia praised, her voice filled with genuine admiration.
Cecilia, with her gentle nature, sought to mend the strained relationship between Harold and Waylen. She had always sensed an
underlying tension between the two, yet the cause remained a mystery to her.
Harold was on the verge of becoming the son—in—law of the prestigious Fowler family, whose influence far surpassed that of
the Moore family. The Fowlers were a towering presence in terms of connections and power, leaving the Moores far behind in
comparison.
He couldn’t afford to jeopardize his bond with Waylen over Rena, no matter, the circumstances.
With graciousness, Harold expressed, “Thank you, Waylen,” his words dripping with politeness.
Waylen responded with a faint, enigmatic smile, hinting at a myriad of thoughts beneath the surface.
Picking up the magazine again, he leafed through it nonchalantly, his demeanor exuding an icy detachment.
As the clock struck half past four in the afternoon, Waylen rose from his seat, his purpose evident.
“I have some pressing matters to attend to. I shall take my leave,” he informed the company, his voice laced with a touch of
regret.
Understanding the rarity of this encounter, Korbyn and Juliette, eager to spend more time with Waylen, implored him to stay for
dinner.
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“Next time, I promise to join you for dinner! However, today I’m afraid I must attend to some urgent matters,” Waylen assured, his
hand tenderly brushing Cecilia’s head.
As he departed, Harold, feeling obliged to follow suit, disclosed that he too couldn’t stay for dinner.
Sensing his potential discomfort, Cecilia proactively sought to protect him by speaking affectionately, “Please don’t dwell on it too
much. My brother has always been like this; reserved and unenthusiastic toward almost everyone.”
Harold’s reaction was one of scorn, his expression tainted with cynicism.
But what about Rena?
The question lingered unspoken as he swiftly made his way to his car, determined to catch up with Waylen’s vehicle.
Gently gripping the steering wheel, Waylen cast a quick glance at the rearview mirror, his eyes locking onto Harold’s car trailing
behind him.
A mischievous chuckle escaped his lips, for he had no intention of shaking off Harold. In stead, he purposefully drove at a
leisurely pace, ensuring that Harold could easily keep up with him.
After half an hour had passed, Waylen halted to collect Rena, who seemed to have encountered Darren prior to their meeting.
Her eyes betrayed a hint of redness as she settled into the car.
Waylen, not typically known for his consideration, especially when it came to women, couldn’t help but inquire with gentle
concern, “You’ve already seen your father. He’s fine, right? So why the tears?”
“I didn’t cry,” Rena hurriedly interyected, attempting to conceal her emotional turmoil.
Waylen chuckled softly, his voice a mere whisper, “Or could it be that you shed tears in anticipation of the hardship will subject
you to? Fear not, for I have yet to make any moves. Why, then, have you wept?”
Rena averted her gaze, unable to provide a response.
A knowing smile danced across Waylen’s lips as he ignited the engine, stealing another glance at the rearview mirror.
Lo and behold, Harold persisted in his pursuit!
Amidst the bustling rush hour traffic, the road became plagued with a gridlock.

Seizing the opportune moment when they came to a halt at a red light, Waylen casually inquired about Darren’s circumstances
and Rena eagerly divulged every detail.
“Your Suitcase is very small. Have you brought everything you need?” Waylen suddenly inquired.
Rena pondered for a moment before replying, “There aren’t any indoor slippers for women at your residence. It intend to
purchase a pair.”
Waylen offered a subtle nod, his agreement conveyed in the slight movement of his head.
With a sense of purpose, he rolled down the car window, allowing a swirl of smoke to escape as he lit a cigarette. Leaning his
elbow against the open window, he purposefully positioned himself so that Harold could catch sight of him.
Amidst the sluggish crawl of the surrounding vehicles, it took Waylen and Rena a painstaking half hour to finally arrive at their
destination—his apartment.
Coming to a stop, Waylen unfastened his seat belt and turned to face Rena, his voice laced with consideration, “Across the
street, there’s a grocery store where you can purchase anything you may need. I’ll head to the pharmacy opposite to pick up
something.”
As his words hung in the air, he retrieved a card from his wallet and disclosed the PIN to Rena.
“From this point forward, all household expenses should be taken care of with this card.”
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After contemplating for a brief moment, Rena hesitated but ultimately didn’t refuse his offer. She stepped out of the car, making
her way into the said grocery store, oblivious to the fact that Waylen’s neighbors frequented the establishment. If she were to
visit a few more times, she would inevitably cross paths with them.
Having finished his cigarette, Waylen leisurely opened the car door, stepping out onto the pavement.
His destination was the pharmacy. Approaching the counter, he casually selected two boxes of condoms, opting for the larger
size.
With an air of nonchalance, he retrieved a hundred—dollar bill from his wallet, extending it towards the cashier.

The cashier, a woman in her early forties, raised her head, her eyes widening in astonishment as they settled upon Waylen’s
strikingly handsome features.

Waylen returned to the vehicle as Rena had just completed her shopping expedition.
She gracefully entered the car, clutching a bag delicately.
Waylen’s gaze fell upon the bag in her possession, and he inquired, “Pray tell, what did you buy? It appears to contain quite a
multitude of items.”
“Two pairs of cozy indoor slippers and two bathrobes,” she responded.
Women, known for their affinity towards shopping, even displayed an interest in the most ordinary household items. Waylen cast
a glance at her, raising an eyebrow inquisitively. “Bathrobes for a couple?”
Rena’s cheeks flushed as she explained, “Oh, no! It’s just that I happened to notice the bathrobes at your abode were all
white...”
In an attempt to lighten the mood, she cleared her throat and added, “By the way, did you get what you needed from the
pharmacy?”
Waylen fixated his gaze upon her for a prolonged moment.
Slowly, he retrieved two boxes of condoms from his trousers‘ pocket, placing them discreetly on top of the dashboard. Rena
immediately regretted asking the question.
Waylen often appeared solemn on the surface but, in private, he was rather open and passionate.
Rena couldn’t help but wonder if he engaged in such relationships with numerous women before and that was why he was so
casual about it.
With a leisurely pace, Waylen maneuvered the car into the parking lot of his apartment complex. Naturally, Harold, who had been
tailing him, could no longer follow suit. Harold parked his vehicle outside, brooding in solitude He had shadowed Waylen
throughout, observing Rena’s entry into Waylen’s car.
He had witnessed her visit to the grocery store for shopping-And he had also witnessed Waylen’s purchase of two boxes of
condoms!

Did Waylen intend to have *** with Rena tonight?
Harold pounded the steering wheel, causing the black sports car to emit a cacophonous honk.
Onlookers cast their gazes upon him, regarding him as though he were a madman.
Harold remained utterly indifferent to their reactions..
All he cared about was that Rena had slipped through his grasp. She could very well be in Waylen’s embrace right now,
engaging in a passionate encounter!
Unbeknownst to Rena, a battle raged between the two men for her affection.
She trailed behind Waylen, making her way back to the apartment and setting down her belongings. Waylen then said, “Claribel
won’t be joining us tonight. You’ll need to prepare something for us to eat.”
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Rena was still uncertain about her role in their relationship and whether she should assume the responsibility of cooking.
Howeyer, she felt a deep sense of gratitude towards Waylen and was willing to do anything for him. Her culinary skills were
exceptional, resulting in two simple but delectable dishes in no time.
Waylen was taken aback with surprise.
Seating himself, he indulged in a few mouthfuls before gazing at Rena and uttering, “These are absolutely delicious!” “Thank
you,” Rena replied, savoring her own meal. Taking advantage of the pleasant atmosphere, she added, “I’ll be heading to Mr.
Larson’s residence to give Danna her piano lessons later.”
A slight furrow formed on Waylen’s brow.
While he had agreed to Rena teaching Danna, he couldn’ help but feel disgruntled that she had just moved in and was already
planning to work.
Furthermore... he had purchased condoms.
“Take a taxi there and I’ll pick you up later when you finish,” Waylen suggested.
Rena didn’t dare to trouble him. She hurriedly replied, “I can take a taxi back.”

Waylen didn’t insist.
There was truly no need for him to be excessively possessive of Rena.
After the meal, he retreated to his study to attend to his business affairs.
Having tidied the table and washed the dishes, Rena discovered Waylen leaning casually against the study door, his gaze fixed
upon her contemplatively.
In a lazy tone, he remarked, “You are incredibly diligent. I almost mistook you for a hired servant.”
Rena possessed intelligence; she wasnt oblivious to his simmering anger.
Compliantly, she approached him, gracefully rising on her tiptoes to bestow a tender kiss upon his lips. Her voice carried a gentle
reassurance as she uttered, “I shall return to be by your side once I conclude Danna’s lessons.”
“How will you be by my side?” he questioned, taking a meaningful sip of his coffee.
A renewed blush graced Rena’s cheeks. Summoning her courage, she responded, “You can do whatever you want to me.
Amusement danced in his eyes as he chuckled. “Very well then, carry on!”
With that, he pivoted and strolled into his study.
To him, a woman’s worth in the bedroom alone was dreadfully mundane.
Rena, on the other hand, instilled within him a sense of anticipation, a sense of longing!
Rena elegantly changed her attire before venturing outside, casting a gaze towards the study before her departure.
Within the study, Waylen was engrossed in his work, immersed in his own world. Sensing Rena’s presence, he turned his
attention towards her. With a tender tone, she expressed, “I shall return prior to half past ten.”
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Upon hearing her words, Waylen’s lips curved into a faint smile.
Living with another person was an entirely novel experience for him.

It had undeniably deviated from his accustomed solitude. Nevertheless, he found solace in this newfound arrangement. Rena
possessed an unobtrusive nature, exuding a gentle demeanor, She excelled in the culinary and domestic arts, which was almost
reminiscent of...
Waylen abruptly halted his train of thought.
“Very well,” he simply responded with a slight nod.
As Rena departed, her intention was to secure a taxi at the entrance of the apartment complex, a task typically facilitated by the
convenient location.
Yet, to her surprise, as she approached the complex’s entrance, a sleek black sports car came to an abrupt halt before her.
Stepping out of the vehicle was Harold.
Rena was struck with astonishment upon seeing him, her trepidation of being left alone with him resurfacing.
Moreover, his countenance conveyed great displeasure.
She endeavored to maintain control over her emotions.
Gradually, Harold approached her without making any physical advances. He merely uttered sarcastically, “I underestimated you.
So, you truly ensnared Waylen! Do you honestly believe he loves you? Are you aware of his past? If you possessed knowledge
of his history, your overconfidence would have been quelled.”
A faint smile played upon Rena’s lips.
In the calm tone, she inquired, “And how does any of this concern you, Mr. Moore?”
Rena was not naive; she could tell that Waylen harbored feelings for another woman.
Her nonchalant response left Harold momentarily frozen.
Unable to contain his curiosity, he questioned, “You are unaffected? Are you willingly accepting the role of his plaything? Rena...
He merely desires you for physical pleasure. Are you truly content with that?”
Rena lowered her gaze, a touch of scorn tainting her voice as she retorted, “And what about you, Harold? Is it not the exactly
same case with you? Don’t you just want lo have *** with me?”

Determined to avoid entangling herself with him, she attempted to push him away and walked towards the roadside.
Suddenly, Harold seized her hand, refusing to release his grip. With an impassive expression, he stared directly into her eyes
and declared; “I can give you whatever he gives you, and even those he can’t!”
In that moment, his wounded pride compelled him to rise above Waylen.
He even contemplated the notion that if Rena were to become his mistress, perhaps he would divorce Cecilia in a few years and
marry her.
Rena’s repulsion was palpable.
In a hushed tone, she warned, “Let go of me or I shall cry out for help! Surely you wouldn’t want your engagement to be
tarnished, would you?”
Gritting his teeth, Harold reluctantly released his hold on her.
Rena proceeded towards the roadside, successfully hailed a taxi, and swiftly departed.
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Helpless, Harold watched her vanishing form and vented his frustration by striking the roof of the car.
In the distance, Waylen, clutching two small boxes, observed the unfolding scene with contemplation.
Immediately after Rena’s departure, he recollected that he had left the condoms in his car. Little did he anticipate such a
spectacle when he came to retrieve them.
A faint smile graced Waylen’s face as he retrieved his phone and dialed Jazlyn’s number. “Get the Moore Group’s audit records
from the past few years and have the documents prepared on my desk by tomorrow morning.”
Jazlyn was taken aback by the unexpected request.
The Moore Group happened to be the business enterprise owned by the esteemed Moore family.
It was worth pondering whether it was appropriate for Waylen te delve into the affairs of the Moore Group, especially considering
his sister’s impending marriage into the esteemed family.

Jazlyn surmised that Waylen’s motivations stemmed from his concern for Rena.
Clearly, Waylen was consumed by jealousy!
Upon Rena’s return, the clock struck half past ten.
Waylen appeared to have concluded his tasks, finding solace near the French window with a glass of wine in his hand, lost in
contemplation.
As Rena entered and closed the door behind her, he remained fixated, unaware of her presence.
She lingered at the doorway, her teeth gently gnawing at her lip, deep in thought.

Although she was uncertain about the methods employed by women to please men, she knew that Waylen’s desires were purely
physical in nature. Thus, she approached him, tenderly embracing him from behind. “Have you completed your work?”
Waylen didn’t say anything.
Instead, he slowly drank the rest of the wine in his glass while holding her hand, gently stroking it with his thumb.
Rena wasn’t an idiot. Although she had never slept with anyone before, she understood what he meant. Standing on tiptoe, she
whispered in his ear, “How about I take a shower first?”
Waylen set his glass down.
Without warning, he suddenly scooped her up and plopped her down on top of the counter.
Behind her was the window.
In front of her was Waylen.
Rena could tell that he was in a bad mood, but she didn’t know how she had offended him.
Sure enough, when Waylen pressed his lips against hers, Rena could tell that it was just a casual, half-hearted kiss.
But she still kissed him back.
She was inexperienced, so after fumbling around for a while, she wrapped her legs around his waist and asked in a low voice,
“What’s the matter with you?”

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Waylen tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear and studied her face carefully. All of a sudden, he recalled how Harold had
grabbed her hand earlier...
He cupped her cheek and asked in a low voice, “How’d you even end up with that bastard?”
Only then did it dawn on Rena.
Waylen was in a foul mood because of what happened between her and Harold.
Indeed, she used to be in love with Harold. After all, they had been together for four years—but she had never slept with him.
Instead of answering his question, she simply wrapped her arms around the man’s neck and kissed him.
Waylen couldn’t care less about her relationship with Harold, but he didn’t want to continue at this moment. He patted her back
and said in a hoarse voice, “Take a shower and then go to bed.”
After saying that, he withdrew his arms and leaned against the counter next to her, lighting a cigarette idly. Despite his simple
actions, he was irresistibly handsome.
Rena looked at him quietly, feeling a little dejected.
She couldn’t erase her history with Harold. Besides, if she had never been with Harold, she never would’ve met Waylen, let
alone move in with him.
Gradually, she plucked up the courage to approach him.
Waylen looked down at her quizzically.
Emboldened, Rena plucked the cigarette from his lips and put it out. Then she brought her face close to his and whispered,
“Waylen,don’t be so cold to me. I’m so sullied, you know.”
And just like that, a spark of lust was ignited in Waylen’s eyes.
He suddenly pinned her against the counter and kissed her, holding the back of her head firmly so that she couldn’t resist.

He kissed her like crazy, as though he was scared that she’d suddenly disappear. His kiss now was completely different from
earlier. Gone were his restraints.
Stunned at first, Rena soon recovered and wrapped her arms around his neck, immersing herself in the kiss.
She could only repay him... by pleasing him.
But unexpectedly, Waylen suddenly pulled away from the kiss. He whispered in her ear, “I just have to finish something first.
Then !’ll think about how to deal with you in bed.”
Hearing this, Rena blushed furiously.
This man was such a cheeky devil!
Waylen’ s mood had clearly improved. He even went so far as to tease her, “Why are you still holding me? Do you Want me to
continue?”
Only then did Rena realize that her arms were still wrapped around him firmly. At this, her face turned even redder.
The next morning.
Waylen had already left by the time Rena woke up.
She had just moved in, so she wasn’t used to living here and didn’t sleep well.
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Upon sitting up in bed, she saw a red hot trail of hickeys on her skin. Although Waylen didn’t have *** with her yesterday, they
made out passionately and he had left many love marks on her body.
Recalling their passionate night together, Rena blushed. Rubbing her eyes, her gaze landed on something on top of the bedside
table.
There were two small colorful boxes...
Rena froze.

Thinking back to last night, she remembered that Waylen didn’t take the condoms. before they went upstairs yesterday. Did he
go back to his car to retrieve the condoms after? Perhaps he saw Harold pestering her yesterday...
No wonder he acted so strange last night!
Rena blushed at the thought.
After taking a few deep breaths to calm herself down, she called Eloise to inform her that she’d visit her father at the hospital
later that day,
Unexpectedly, Eloise rejected her suggestion firmly. “I’ll take care of your father. You and Waylen just moved in together. You
should spend more time with him.”
Rena was so stunned that she wondered if she had misheard.
What on earth was Eloise talking about?
Wasn’t her relationship with Waylen a bit... shameful? She couldn’t be narcissistic enough to assume that he helped her
because he had fallen in love with her or something. It wasn’t a fairy tale after all.
But she didn’t want to let Eloise down, so she just gave a perfunctory response.
Satisfied, Eloise chatted with her for a litUe longer before finally hanging up.
Rena put the phone down and fell into deep thought. She was so absent-minded that she didn’t even notice that Claribel was
standing at the door.
Claribel had wanted to ask Rena what she wanted to have for lunch, but just as she made it to the door of the bedroom, she
found Rena wearing nothing but an oversized shirt. A trail of hickeys marked her neck and shoulders.
It seemed that the two had a wonderful night last night... Mr. Fowler is indeed “energetic.” She thought.
Realizing this, Claribel’s eyes lit up happily. “Men are always so excited and energetic at the beginning, don’t you think?
Naturally, you’ll tire yourself out like that. How about I cook up a hearty soup for lunch?”
Rena stiffened, knowing that Claribel must’ve misunderstood the situation.

But upon further reflection, Rena didn’t feel the need to explain herself. After all, Waylen was bound to sleep with her sooner or
later.
So she simply smiled and said, “Thanks, Claribel.”
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Claribel’s head bobbed up and down and then she briskly headed to the kitchen.
Rena then pulled open the shirt to study her body carefully. When she lost count of how many hickeys were on her body, she
took a deep breath and wondered if Waylen was hornier than ordinary men.
Heaving a sigh, Rena decided to take a shower.
As the shower water trickled down her body, she gradually sobered up and started thinking about her future.
After lunch, Waylen called her and asked her to run the errand and pick up some wine for him from a wine cellar.
He had left several boxes of high-end wine there and had asked Rena to take two bottles home.
“Okay,” Rena said without hesitation.
He gave the orders and she obeyed. This was her life now.
Standing in his office’ Waylen loosened his tie and asked with a smile, “Don’t you want to ask me how my day’s going?”
“Well, how’s your day going?” Rena knew that she was indebted to him, so she did whatever he asked to please him.
Waylen chuckled and said nothing more.
After getting off the call with him, Rena looked at her phone absentmindedly and thought that he was being a little strange.
Since she had to go and fetch the wine for him, she decided to dress nicely so as not to embarrass him.
The place wasn’t far; it was actually just walking distance from the apartment.
So Rena decided to walk there. She could digest her lunch and take her mind off things. After all, she had been a little stressed
lately.

It didn’t take long before Rena had the two bottles of wine in hand and then walked back.
When she arrived at the gate to the apartment complex, someone suddenly called her name, “Rena?”
The familiar voice made Rena stop in her tracks. She looked in the direction of the voice and found that it was Krista and her
daughter.
“What’s up?” she asked indifferently.
Despite her curt reply, Krista was unfazed, “There is a coffee shop across the street. Let’s talk there!”
Rena didn’t know what had happened, so she thought that Krista had only come here to ask her to keep a distance from Harold.
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So she smiled and agreed.
The three sat down in the coffee shop, but Rena didn’t order anything.
Krista and her daughter were used to her making an effort, so when Rena didn’t say anything, they awkwardly ordered three
cups of coffee.
When the coffee was served, Krista took a sip and looked at the bottles of red wine. “That kind of wine is not cheap.
A single bottle costs more than $200, 000, right?”
Rena suddenly raised her head and saw Krista looking at her enquiringly.
Only then did Rena realize that the members of the Moore family knew all about her relationship with Waylen.
Rena shrugged. She had nothing to hide
After all, she didn’t have anything to do with the Moore family.
“I wouldn’t know. I just picked them up for someone else.”
At this point, Addie, Harold’s sister, exploded into curses. “Rena, you shameless bitch! Didn’t you love my brother?
Now, you’ve moved in with Waylen, who’s going to be Harold’s brother-in-law. Are you trying to take revenge on our family?”

Revenge?