Though the projections were based on reliable data, they forecasted events years in the future.

Darren hesitated.

Step by step, Waylen approached, eyes shining.

“Mr. Gordon, you're a friend of the Moore family. This is your opportunity to assist them, isn't it?"

Prodded by Waylen‘s taunt, Darren's resolve wavered.

He drained his glass in a single gulp. Setting it down, he studied the young man before him, a mere 25 years old but remarkably seasoned.

Step by step, Waylen approached, eyes shining.

"Mr. Gordon, you're a friend of the Moore family. This is your opportunity to assist them, isn't it?"

Prodded by Waylen‘s taunt, Darren's resolve wavered.

He drained his glass in a single gulp. Setting it down, he studied the young man before him, a mere 25 years old but remarkably seasoned.

At last, Darren drew his line in the sand.

"Business remains business I won't meddle in Rena's romantic life. Her choices are hers to make."

Waylen's smile was faint.

“Of course. I don't employ money to manipulate relationships."

Darren scrutinized Waylen from head to toe.

He conceded that Waylen surpassed Harold in many aspects, carrying himself with greater poise. As a father, Darren yearned for his daughter's happiness.

For a woman to chase after a man was hardly a dependable approach. After contemplation, Darren appended his signature to the contract, solidifying a billion-dollar deal for the Moore Group.

In turn, he would assume the mantle of chief financial officer at the Fowler Group.

Post-deal, as Darren prepared to depart, Waylen personally ushered him out, an act of courtesy that deeply resonated with Darren. A noble gesture from a high-born man was not to be taken lightly.

After a moment's hesitation, Darren inquired.

“Waylen, I have a question. When did you develop feelings for Rena? From what I know, your paths haven't crossed all that frequently.”

Love at first sight... Darren was skeptical.