“Waylen?" Cecilia gazed up at him with curiosity.

Waylen affectionately ruffled her hair and said tenderly, “When will you be leaving? I'll arrange for my private plane to transport you. And please, don't be too headstrong with that family. If you encounter any difficulties, simply return and inform both me and Rena, alright?"

Cecilia turned her gaze towards the car.

Rena lowered the window and peered at her with warmth in her eyes.

Tears welled up in Cecilia's eyes as she responded, “We'll be departing several days later. Waylen, I understand what you mean."