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Waylen nodded in appreciation. “Please convey my gratitude to Uncle Mark for handling this. Yes. Alright, I’ll ask Rena to take Edwin to meet him tomorrow.”
Waylen hung up the phone without mentioning Aline to Rena. What did she matter anyway? She was a nobody.
Waylen merely instructed, “Uncle Mark really misses Edwin. You should take him to the hotel tomorrow.”
Rena acknowledged his request with a nod.
Waylen continued to glance at her several times, and then cleared his throat gently and asked, “Are you still upset?”
Uneasily, Rena turned around.
Waylen didn’t press her to speak. Instead, he held her hand tenderly and asked, “Rena, you seemed quite excited today. Was it the drinks or something about that apartment that sparked it?”
If it was the apartment that excited her, they could visit it more often.
Rena blushed with embarrassment.
Waylen chuckled softly, recalling how easy it used to be for him to fall for Rena.
She had a way of sparking conflicts and yet he found himself irresistibly drawn to her.
Meanwhile, Aline, determined to meet Mark, had resorted to pulling strings and bribing people.
After some effort, she finally had a chance to talk to Mark’s secretary, Peter. “Mr. Garcia, could you please ask Mr. Evans if he would be willing to meet me?”
Peter smiled, seasoned in handling such requests. “I’m afraid Mr. Evans is on a private schedule today and won’t be meeting anyone.”
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In her early thirties and quite attractive, she subtly moved closer to Peter, implying that she would be willing to accompany him if he helped her meet Mark.
Peter had encountered similar situations before.
However, he held firm and kindly declined, saying, “Please, I can’t compromise my principles like that.”
After careful consideration, he added, “We actually hail from the same hometown, and the matter concerning your husband, Fred, is somewhat my concern. I will grant you an audience later. If you need anything, appeal directly to Mr. Evans.”
Aline felt a surge of gratitude in her heart.
Guided by Peter, she entered a luxurious suite.
At the door stood four imposing bodyguards dressed in black.