Harold's complexion paled. Never had he imagined that his carefully laid plan would be unraveled by the man before him.

For the first time, Harold found himself unnerved.

“What are you implying, Mr. Fowler?"

Waylen calmly retrieved a cigarette, igniting it with practiced ease. After a deliberate inhale, he exhaled a plume of smoke, his smile enigmatic.

"You understand me well enough, Harold. Don't ask how I've come to know. I bear no ill wilt."

In essence, they were romantic rivals.

Waylen's contemplations led him to believe that 22-year-old Harold would prioritize power over a romantic relationship with Rena.

Would you spare me a cigarette?" Harold's request broke the silence.

“Of course," Waylen responded, extending the gesture with graceful ease.

Harold accepted the offered cigarette, ignited it, and took a deep drag. Waylen's words held undeniable truth. Men should know what path to choose. It was clear that beyond securing the billion-dollar investment, Harold could forge connections with the influential Fowler family, achieving multiple goals in one stroke.

Harold smoked in contemplative silence, acknowledging the wisdom in Waylen's assessment.

Standing up, he said calmly, "Thank you, Mr. Fowler. Here's to a fruitful collaboration."

Waylen remained seated, his gaze fixed on Harold.

Despite being the same age as the man in front of him, Waylen harbored a somber understanding that, in reality, Harold had passed away.

Harold assumed Waylen was putting on airs, yet Waylen rose and extended his hand, a gesture of respect that puzzled Harold. Waylen's voice, laden with a quiet sincerity, reached Harold.

“Harold, thank you." Harold's confusion deepened.

He didn't understand what Waylen meant.

Waylen's smile held an affectionate warmth as he said, "You have a nephew named Harrison, right? He is really a lovable boy."

Harrison...

Harold found himself further perplexed.

Waylen's smile remained genuine as he shared.

“Harrison is merely thirteen years old. When Rena and I marry, I intend to take him as my godson."