Female Novel‘An hour later, Rena faced the media as the new president of the Exceed Group.
Despite her position in a wealthy family, she wore a simple business suit with only a pair of tiny pearl earrings on her ears.
It was a gift from Waylen, symbolizing their love and commitment.
With determination in her voice, Rena faced the microphone and numerous cameras and announced, “My husband will devote himself in a new field. For this, I will take over the position of president of the Exceed Group. From now on, I will work hard with all the 4500 employees in the Exceed Group.”
The media erupted in a whirlwind of questions and discussions.
Rena’s announcement surprised many, especially amidst the rumors of Waylen’s health and the plummeting stock of the Exceed Group.
However, her words set everyone’s mind at rest.
The Exceed Group was still under the Fowler family’s control.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
On that day, the stock price of the Exceed Group started to stabilize and bounce back, as.
Rena’s unwavering commitment reassured investors and employees alike.
Beneath the ethereal twilight canopy, an opulent black limousine glided gracefully into the villa’s foreyard. As the limousine came to a halt, Rena was ushered through the door by the chauffeur.
A discreet servant approached Rena and softly whispered, “Mr. Fowler is in the study.”
Acknowledging the message with a nod, Rena proceeded leisurely into the villa, making her way upstairs to the second floor. Gently pushing open the study door…
There sat Waylen behind the desk, his striking silhouette cast in heavy shadows by the dim light. The computer before him endlessly played the video of Rena’s speech on the press conference.
He had become infatuated with it, watching it repeatedly throughout the afternoon.
Beside him lay his diary, within easy reach.
When Rena entered, he looked up at her. She was still clad in her elegant white suit, exuding both capability and grace.
He extended his hand towards her.
Drawing near, Rena leaned against his chest, without uttering a word.
Waylen tenderly untied her hair and removed her high heels.
Nuzzling into her hair, he asked in a hoarse voice, “Are you tired?”
A lump formed in Rena’s throat.