As a result, Rena could hardly see Waylen.
They only met twice, and both times, he looked exhausted and fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.
Rena didnât ask him for anything.
In this relationship, she was in a weak position, and there was no way back.
At this point, her relationship with him was so shaky thatâ¦
She didnât even sure what she meant to him.
Days turned into weeks, but things didnât change.
At first, she lied to herself and insisted on holding on, but after nearly a month passed, she found herself thinking that maybe she no longer held hope for this relationship either, and she was just waiting for Waylen to say that same thing out loud.
Unexpectedly, Korbyn summoned Rena to his office one day.
His secretary picked her up personally.
âMiss Gordon, Mr.
Fowler wants to see you,â he said.
Half an hour later, Rena was sitting in Korbynâs office.
Korbyn thought so highly of Rena that he dismissed his secretary and prepared coffee for Rena himself.
Smiling, he mentioned, âCecilia mentioned that you like Mandheling, so I asked my secretary to buy some beans.
Have a taste.
Hope you like it.
â
Rena took the cup of coffee that was offered to her.
It smelled wonderful, and she shouldâve felt flattered by Korbynâs words.
But she was keenly aware that powerful people like Korbyn wouldnât lower themselves to her level for nothing.
She shifted in her seat, feeling a little uneasy about this meeting.
Korbyn took a sip from his own cup of coffee.
Books Chapters Are Daily Updated Join & Stay Updated For All Books Updatesâ¦
Sitting opposite to Rena, he said leisurely, âHow come you havenât been visiting us lately? Cecilia misses you, and Juliette has been asking when youâll come over for dinner.
â
Rena forced a smile, but deep down, she was at a loss.
Now, there was no hope for her relationship with Waylen.
How could an experienced business tycoon like Korbyn not know what this little girl was thinking?
In addition, Korbyn knew his son well.
Korbyn was really fond of Rena, the pretty girl with a good temperament sitting in front of himâ¦
Beautiful, strong, independent, she was leagues ahead of Elvira, who kept messing around, tormenting Waylen.
Thinking of this, Korbynâs eyes took on a cold look as he made up his mind.
He pushed a letter in front of Rena and said with a gentle smile, âThis is an invitation into the chief school of music in Flirean.
Please donât get me wrong, but⦠I Know youâve been upset these past few weeks.
Why donât you go abroad and have a change of environment? When Elviraâs case is overâno matter how much my family owes the Colemans, we will be able to repay it by then.
In two years, you and Waylen will be at the night age to get married and have kids.
â
All the color drained from Renaâs face.
She was a sensible girl, and she knew what Korbyn really meant.