“That's it,” she finally concluded.

Waylen patted Cecilia's head and said softly, "Thank you, Cecilia. You should go to bed now, get some rest."

Worried, Cecilia asked, "Are you okay? What's with you today?"

Waylen just beamed and said nothing.

After Cecilia retired to her room, Waylen sat in the living room for another half hour, and then he went to his bedroom at the crack of dawn. He sat at the edge of his bed and opened a notebook.

He had copied the diary. ©

He looked through what he had written down in the past and thought about what Cecilia told him.

He connected all the pieces of information together.

The next day, at Sterling Law Firm.

Jazlyn saw Waylen sign the documents and she was about to take them out for distribution. Waylen stopped her at the moment.

"Hey, Jazlyn. | need your help finding an address."

Jazlyn was a bit startled.

"Are you going to work overtime, Mr. Fowler?"

Waylen loosened his tie and cleared his throat.

"No. | just need you to help me find Rena's mother. She lives in Duefron now, right?"

Jazlyn smiled.

“No need to investigate then. | used to bring things to Ms. Gordon's mother for her.”

Jazlyn wrote down the address for Waylen.

‘An hour later, Waylen was ringing the doorbell of Eloise's apartment. He had come bearing lots of gifts.

“Who is it?" Eloise came to open the door and was stunned.

“Waylen?”

Waylen walked in with a smile and said affectionately, "Hi, Eloise. I'm here to see you.”