Aline thought she'd done the deed perfectly. No one should be able to trace it back to her.

What was more, that glass of water that she gave Harold was meant to send his libido into overdrive. He insisted on leaving and died in a car accident. It wasn't her fault.

Aline didn't want to give in to Rena.

But Rena could handle her effortlessly even without showing up. Aline had a couple of projects that got screwed up.

And there was something more excessive.

It was a cold, snowy night. The night breeze was blowing strongly, but Aline stayed outside the hotel.

She was waiting for someone.

Around 1@ o'clock in the evening, a black Maybach slowly stopped in front of the hotel, and a man got out of it.

It was Waylen who had returned from his business trip.

He promised that he would celebrate Christmas with Rena, so as soon as his plane landed, he rushed to pick her up.

His ten-hour return flight didn't tire out Waylen at all. On the contrary, he felt quite invigorated. Aline had been with a lot of men, so she knew them well.

Judging from Waylen's appearance, she could tell that Rena and Waylen had been compatible lately, both sexually and spiritually.

And Aline was ridiculously jealous.

But in addition to her jealousy, there was another more important thing for her. That was to plead for mercy.

She had proven a thousand times over that men couldn't resist beautiful women.

No matter how much Waylen loved Rena, Aline believed that she could shake him and sow dissension between him and his wife by acting all pitiful and miserable. That would soften up Waylen for sure.

Aline walked up to Waylen and greeted him.

"Hello, Mr. Fowler." Waylen stopped and turned to face Aline. He took out a cigarette and lit it.

“Hi, Miss Hanson. What's the matter?"

He was being perfectly polite, but Aline didn't care. She put ona soft, delicate expression and replied, “Please call me Aline. No need to be so formal. After all, Rena and I were classmates in the past."

A faint smile could be seen on Waylen's face. Aline continued, "I think Rena is misunderstanding me, Waylen." Waylen frowned in response.

He said straightforwardly, “Please don't call me Waylen. Conduct yourself with dignity, Miss Hanson."