It had been a week since they last saw each other.

Waylen replied softly, "Yes."

He caught a whiff of the faint fragrance of red wine and perfume on her body, creating a unique scent.

She was captivating.

To Waylen, Rena was like a ripe peach, incredibly tempting.

However, he noticed her slightly pale complexion and couldn't help expressing his concern.

"if you can't handle alcohol, don't force yourself. With your status, you don't need to entertain clients like that."

Rena smiled and closed the car door.

Ross got out of the car as well, saying, "Mrs. Fowler actually enjoyed her night. On our way back however, we encountered a troublemaker who upset her."

Rena touched her forehead, pretending to be upset.

"Enough, Ross."

She was about to walk towards the house when Waylen reached out and held her hand, asking, "What happened?"

“Nothing. Just an irrelevant person,” Rena replied.

Ross couldn't keep quiet though.

"It was a woman named Mavis. She claimed to be concerned about you, Mr. Fowler; and she also said something like Mrs. Fowler always appears in public and doesn't care about her husband."

Waylen seemed surprised.

Mavis had gone to see Rena again?

He softly explained, "| don't have any contact with her."

Rena looked down and smiled.

"Your concern for her is a form of contact. Otherwise, how else could she give me a hard time? Waylen, | don't care if you miss Elvira or feel pity for this girl... But listen to me, if she dares to harm my family, I'll make sure she regrets it. | will start with breaking her legs.”

With that, Rena walked confidently into the villa.

She was determined not to let another Elvira-like person cause trouble again.