NovelBarUnwilling to delve further into the matter, Waylen promptly distanced himself from the woman. If he hadn’t coincidentally encountered Rena, he would have chosen a more tactful approach. After all, the commission for this case amounted to 12 billion.
The woman could sense that Waylen had no emotional attachment to her.
Gracefully concluding the meal, she bid him farewell and departed.
Waylen escorted her to the waiting car, shaking hands with her “Goodbye.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs the woman held onto the car door, she lamented, “It’s a pity that you married at such a young age.”
Waylen smiled, elegantly assisting her into the car.
The woman had wasted no time and got in.
Just as Waylen was about to return to the restaurant, a Land Rover pulled up in front of him.
The car door opened, and Tyrone emerged.
Waylen’s gaze shifted from Tyrone to Rena and Danna, who were seated together in the restaurant. In that moment, a wave of understanding washed over him, illuminating his mind with clarity.
It was obvious that Tyrone’s feelings for Rena still lingered, refusing to fade away.
A hint of melancholy draped over Waylen as he lowered his head and gracefully lit a cigarette, his voice resonating with a tinge of curiosity, “Are you here to pick Danna up?”
Tyrone’s laughter filled the air, carrying a hint of amusement.
He had spotted Waylen’s interaction with the woman just now.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmExtending a hand, Tyrone requested the lighter from Waylen. After taking a drag from his own cigarette, he smiled mischievously and spoke up, his words laced with a playful tone. “I had intended to give Rena a ride home too but, with you here, my services are no longer required, However… I must inquire, did you perchance engage in a rendezvous with the esteemed widow and were you unfortunate enough to be witnessed by Rena?”
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A furrow formed on Waylen’s brow as he replied, his tone tinged with confusion. “What on earth are you talking about?”
Despite being just a few years older than Tyrone, Waylen commanded a higher social standing, dissuading Tyrone from teasing him further.
Casting a quick glance toward the restaurant, Tyrone opted for silence, his contemplative thoughts shrouded in the veil of his steady smoking.
Once his cigarette had dwindled to its end, he broke the silence with unwavering determination. “I mean it, Waylen! If you do not genuinely desire Rena, then bestow her upon me.”
Waylen’s fingers, grasping the cigarette, trembled ever so slightly, betraying the turmoil within.
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