Waylen's discerning eye settled upon a gown, a delicate masterpiece adorned with emerald gems.

Rena's transformation was breathtaking, a metamorphosis she had never experienced.

She turned to him, a whisper of nervousness in her voice.

“Waylen, my heart races."

Waylen's touch traced her cheek, his lips brushing against hers. His gaze was a testament to his love, his words imbued with sincerity.

“Rena, I adore you."

A smile graced Rena's lips, her heart eager to express her feelings.

Yet, Waylen's abrupt action silenced her, his touch upon the back of her head sending her into a gentle slumber.

He cradled her form upon the soft expanse of the bed, bestowing a tender kiss upon her forehead. A whisper of promise lingered in the air as he murmured, “When you awaken, we shall be together again. Sleep well, my dear.”

Upon his departure, Waylen's eyes glistened with unshed tears, the weight of their Love and the impending future making his heart ache.

In the Duefron Film Theater, the anniversary of the Music School was being held.

On the stage, there was the piano called Morning Dew.

It was said that Louis II had once played it, and now Waylen bought it for Rena. Everyone was waiting for Rena's performance.

In front of the stage, many people who knew Rena sat.

There was Vera, Joseph, Aline... And Harold.

After Waylen invested in the Moore Group, its situation had been reversed. Harold was always a man who put his career first. Now, he didn't mind Rena's relationship with Waylen.

Harold brought Harrison here to watch Rena play the piano.

Sitting not far away from Harold, Aline couldn't help stealing glances at him. No matter how bad she was, she had always loved Harold.

But Harold ignored Aline.

Aline gritted her teeth and sneered.

It didn't matter that Harold appreciated Rena very much. Once Rena took the stage and performed her piece, everything would be over

And then Aline would get all she ever wanted