As usual, he was wearing a designer suit, which made him look even more handsome and noble.
At this time, he was walking down the front steps. The directors of the detention center were walking alongside him, speaking to him politely.
Jazlyn was also there. She said to the group, “Thank you for your help this time.”
The directors nodded with gentle smiles.
Of course, they had to show respect to the Fowler family!
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWaylen shook hands with each of them and then parted ways. After Waylen left, the directors were in a good mood. One of them even said, “Waylen’s a really famous lawyer. I’ve seen him on the papers before, but he’s even more. handsome in real life!”
The others nodded in agreement.
Waylen was handsome, rich, and powerful. Everyone either wanted to be with him or to be him.
Having witnessed such a scene, Harold clenched his fists.
It turned out that it was Waylen who took over the case!
Harold had deliberately taken action when Waylen was away, but unexpectedly, Waylen had returned ahead of time. He had thought that Waylen didn’t care much about Rena, but he was wrong.
Harold gritted his teeth with resentment.
But he had to maintain a straight face when he saw that Waylen was walking towards him.
To his surprise, Waylen simply acted as though nothing had happened. He patted Harold on the shoulder and said with smile, “Cecilia said you were injured, and I was planning to visit you! Now that I see you’re fine, I’m so relieved. By the way, come and have lunch with us later, okay?”
Harold nodded expressionlessly.
Waylen chuckled and slapped him on the shoulder chummily before lighting a cigarette and taking a few puffs. Finally, he waved at Harold goodbye and walked towards his car.
When he walked past Harold, a shiver ran down the latter’s spine.
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Waylen’s aura was so oppressive! Harold watched silently as Waylen got in his car and started it. He didn’t dare to ask about Rena.
Needless to say, it was obvious that Rena had chosen Waylen.
After Waylen’s car drove away, Harold mechanically took out his phone and dialed Rena’s number.
As soon as the call connected, he spat, “Good for you, Rena!”
On the other end of the line, Rena’s calm voice sounded. “Harold, you tried to deal with me. Cant I retaliate?”
“Retaliate‘? Of course you can!” Harold sneered. “But you’ll regret it, honey!”
Without responding, Rena hung up on him for the second time today.
Just then, her phone pinged. It was a text from Waylen.