"What a coincidence, Rena. Don't misunderstand.

We were just discussing business. You know Waylen."

He extended an invitation for Rena to join them in their private room.

There were other people inside!

Rena would demean herself if she entered such a scene. Hector understood this, so he came to her rescue.

"Mrs. Fowler, shall we head back first?"

Rena wanted to leave, but her limbs felt stiff.

She stared intently at Waylen.

The girl next to Waylen was arrogant and said, “Mrs. Fowler, you are quite interesting. So possessive of your husband like a shrew, yet you can't even control him."

Dudley was worried about her audacious remarks.

However, Rena was no pushover.

Finally, she walked into the room. Gracefully holding her pregnant belly, she approached the girl's side with perfect poise and said with a faint smile, "You must be a student at Brueao College of Art. Instead of focusing on your studies, you choose to seduce other people's husbands and indulge in drinking with them. Believe it or not, with a single word from me, you won't have any opportunities to perform after graduation."

The girl still underestimated the situation, thinking that Waylen would defend her.

But after waiting for a long time, Waylen remained indifferent and didn't intervene at all.

The girl's smile froze.

Rena couldn't enjoy the victory, for she knew the kind of person Waylen used to be.

He had no interest in such girls at all.

He was deliberately doing this to make her uncomfortable.

Finally, Waylen took action.

He focused on Hector's hand resting on Rena’s shoulder and asserted firmly, "I'll drive you back."

Without hesitation, he grabbed Rena's hand.

In an attempt to lighten the atmosphere, Dudley tried to smooth things over.