Harold stopped in his tracks, only to turn around and sneer at her coldly.

"Yeah? Well, your love is too cheap for me!"

Hearing this, Aline burst into tears.

Who would've thought that the reunion she had been looking forward to would end Like this?

Rena followed Waylen to the basement parking lot.

She sat in the driver's seat and kicked off her high heels, rubbing her red ankles gently.

“I should've brought a pair of flats."

She then rubbed her aching calfs and sighed.

Waylen was sitting in the passenger's seat, staring at her beautiful legs. Sensing his gaze, Rena blushed and her heart started to race.

He said in a deep voice, “You can't drive barefoot. How about we go back upstairs and get a room instead?”

Rena was a bit naive when it came to flirting, so she didn't pick up on his implication. She simply smiled at him and suggested, “How about we call a driver?"

Waylen didn't say a word. His eyes were fixed on her, and there was kind of a dangerous Light to them.

After a few seconds, he suddenly scooped her up and carried her over to his seat.

Rena gently beat his chest in protest.

“What're you doing? This is a parking lot!"

“The last time we kissed in a parking lot, you hugged me for a very long time." His nose was against hers, and she could feel his hot breath.

The next second, he pressed his lips against hers, and she didn't refuse.

The tipsy Waylen was different from his usual sober self. He kissed her like crazy.

And he was good at kissing. Soon, Rena's Legs went limp. She cupped his handsome face with both hands and kissed him back passionately. The atmosphere in the car started rising the longer they kissed...

"I'll ask Mr. Williams to lend us his driver," Waylen said in a hoarse voice, pressing his forehead against Rena's.

Rena looked into his deep eyes and bit her lip.

Tipsy Waylen was so horny!