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If he hadn’t pushed her, she wouldn’t have kissed him like that. She got out of bed and made her way into the dressing room.

Waylen watched her go with a smile on his face.

After freshening up and changing clothes, Waylen descended the stairs slowly. However, upon seeing the woman sitting in the living room, he frowned slightly.

It was Mavis!

What did she want now after coming to see Rena yesterday?

Waylen was sure he hadn’t given her any false hope. Moreover, her criminal record made him feel uneasy. He asked in a cold tone, “You’re no longer an intern in my law office. What are you doing here?”

Upon hearing his voice, Mavis looked up.

Waylen was a tall and slender man with sharp and handsome features.

Despite being at home, he was dressed casually in a black high-necked sweater and gray wool trousers.

He had a striking appearance and an air of elegance.

For Mavis, everything in this luxurious villa, with servants bustling around, was something she had longed for since childhood. ?

Rena, as the mistress of this villa, had everything, including this exceptional man and all the servants.

Mavis awkwardly held out the fruit basket she had brought as a gift and said, “Mr. Fowler, I heard that you recommended me for that new job, and you’ve been helping me a lot financially.. Thank you so much!”

She extended her hand, holding the basket, waiting for him to take it.

Waylen didn’t accept the gift.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org

He was slightly annoyed. He had been looking forward to continuing his intimate time with Rena, which was now interrupted by the woman in front of him.

Mavis’ actions betrayed her clear intentions.

There was no way Waylen couldn’t see through her!

He sat across from her and asked the servant to bring him a cup of black coffee. Then he said gently, “I think I need to make something clear to you. You don’t need to thank me or give me gifts. And please, don’t come to see my wife again. She’s not happy about it.”

Mavis was taken aback. “Did she tell you?”

Waylen sipped his coffee, looking nonchalant. “Tell me what?”

Mavis felt embarrassed.

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