Cecilia offered a bashful smile, a mixture of disbelief and flattery coloring her features.

Curious, she couldn't resist the urge to ask, "Am I better than Rena?" Waylen's response was measured, his tone tender as he replied, "Such a comparison isn't fair. One is my future wife, and the other is my cherished sister."

Cecilia's heart swelled with affection for her brother.

Dependent on him since childhood, she couldn't help but seek his embrace, her arms reaching out in an unspoken plea for reassurance. Her voice carried a soft plea.

"Waylen, as long as Rena makes you happy, I promise to treat her well."

Waylen affectionately tousled Cecilia's hair. Their Lighthearted moment was interrupted as Jazlyn entered the room, her lips curving into a gentle smile.

“Mr. Fowler, Miss Gordon... She declined the invitation to your apartment."

Waylen's calm demeanor remained unshaken. He understood Rena's character better than anyone. Turning to his sister, he handed her his phone, a request embedded within his action.

“Cecilia, could you help me contact her?"

Upon Waylen's suggestion, Cecilia countered with a challenge, her tone defiant as she asked, “Alright, but what's in it for me?"

Waylen's response was tender yet playful as he patted Cecilia's head.

The unspoken truth was that Cecilia could potentially court Rena's uncle, get married, and ultimately give birth to Edwin.

Cecilia let out a soft, skeptical snort, her eyes dancing with mischief.

"Waylen, don't think you can outsmart me. I know exactly what you're scheming. You plan to use my identity as a girl to set up a rendezvous with Rena, only to conveniently send me away, right?"

Right.

Waylen didn't shy away from the accusation, his demeanor composed. Adjusting his tie with a graceful touch, he appeared regal.

Cecilia's lips curled into a mischievous smile as she dialed the number, muttering to herself, "It seems even my brother has someone he can't quite handle."

She had heard whispers of her brother's pursuit of a girl named Rena Gordon.

A gifted student at the conservatory, Rena's piano skills were widely acclaimed.

Peering at pictures of Rena, Cecilia concluded that Rena's beauty fell in line with Waylen's taste. A perfect match, it seemed.

As the call connected, Rena directly declined the invitation.

"Mr. Fowler, I've already declined your offer."