Chapter: 1549
He inhaled deeply, thoughts swirling as he mulled over their complex situation. Intent on departing, Waylen's gaze caught sight of a commotion ahead. Figures materialized from the darkness, two familiar faces Locked in an intense argument.
Realization dawned his features as he caught side of them.
It was Harold and Aline.
Their heated exchange had witnessed the events of the night unfold, their proximity granting them insight into the scene.
Aline's grip on Harold's clothes was fierce, her tears a testament to her emotional turmoil.
"Harold, you saw it all. She has a boyfriend now, and she got out of a luxury car just now. What more are you waiting for?"
Harold's movements were decisive, shaking off Aline's grasp with a determined resolve.
Aline crumpled to the ground, her sobs punctuating the night air.
“Harold... I love you. Even without Rena, can't you find it in your heart to love me?”
But Harold's gaze shifted, directed at Waylen before vanishing into the obscurity of the night.
Aline's sobs continued to echo, a haunting melody of heartbreak.
It was then, amidst the turmoil of emotions and revelations, that Waylen's mind illuminated.
Harold. Aline. Harrison.
The connection snapped into focus, the missing puzzle piece falling into place.
Aline, the key.
Was it conceivable that Aline was involved in the incident with the chandelier?
Within the confines of the car, Waylen's thoughts swirled, his gaze coldly locked onto the weeping woman. His own turmoil simmered beneath the surface, a torrent of emotions he struggled to contain. Jarrod's words reverberated in his mind.
And then it dawned on him.
It was an epiphany that shattered the constraints of his understanding. He was here to seek redemption for the wrongs he had committed!
The Bentley's engine roared to Life. The neon lights of the city lightly cascaded on his face. He held the steering wheel with one hand and called Jazlyn with the other.
“Arrange two bodyguards to watch over Rena secretly.”
When Jazlyn got the call, she was dumbfounded.