"What's Leonel got to do with the Fowler family? What does he have to do with Alexis? Why are they always hanging out? My guess is that boy has Rh-negative blood.”

Rena lowered her eyes and prompted, "Why bother asking when you already know?"

Silence fell.

Waylen stared at Rena intently.

As always, she looked lovely and gentle in her pink dress, but what she'd done with Leonel wasn't quite what a kind woman would've done.

Waylen didn't want to disturb his parents, so he kept his voice low but stern.

"That boy's a living person, Rena. He's not a blood farm that you can harvest.

Not even for our daughter. How much did you spend to deal with his parents?"

This time, Rena laughed mirthlessly.

Now he was basically calling her immoral.

She refused to take the blame.

Even though it was already late at night, Rena picked up her phone and called her assistant.

She told her, "Hi, Wendy. Sorry to bother you at this time of night, but this is important. | need you to go get the number-one document from my safe in my office. Yes, take it to the mansion, please. Thank you."

After Wendy agreed, Rena hung up.

Waylen frowned.

An hour later, Wendy arrived with the document Rena asked for.

Rena handed the document to Waylen and said, "Here's the answer you're looking for.”

A little confused, Waylen took the folder, opened it, and then read the papers contained within it. He couldn't believe his eyes.

He was a lawyer. He believed he would never have done such a ridiculous, inhumane thing.

But he did it after all.

He was the one who invested $200 million in Leonel's father's company.

He was the one who played golf with Leonel's father.