She nodded and said softly, "Okay. You should stay at home and rest.

The chauffeur can drive me home."

But Waylen insisted on picking her up himself.

"Well..." Rena smiled.

After exchanging a few more words, she hung up the phone and turned around. Wendy had brought in several new actors, all of which were young and good-looking. They were perfect for the supporting roles in the play Rena had invested in.

And they all had manners, too. The young actors respectfully greeted her in unison.

Because of tonight's celebration banquet, Rena had donned a royal purple dress.

Emerald jewelry adorned her neck.

Her Lustrous brown hair cascaded over her waist, making her Look like a regal queen.

Standing by the French window, Rena was busy on her phone, nodded casually in response to their greeting. Despite her indifferent actions, she was captivating.

The young actors couldn't help but marvel at her beauty.

After a while, Rena finally raised her head to look at them.

She was slightly stunned when she saw that one of them had a striking resemblance to Harold.

Rena narrowed her eyes at him- the young actor whose face showed innocence mixed with inexperience.

Meeting her mournful gaze, the young man didn't know what to do.

"Mrs. Fowler." He greeted again awkwardly. Even the others could tell that the way she looked at the young actor was strange.

Rena came to her senses.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she whispered, “You look like someone I used to know."

Wendy leaned over and whispered, "He's one of the supporting actors in the play. His name's Harrison Moore."

His surname was also Moore?

Clearing his throat, Harrison summoned up the courage to ask, “Do I look Like your old friend, Mrs. Fowler?"

Rena smiled sadly.