Waylen kissed her back for a while. When he finally pulled away, he whispered, “I just changed my clothes, but you got them wet again..."

Rena looked down at his clothes. Sure enough, there was a big wet stain on his shirt, which made her blush in embarrassment.

But Waylen was in a good mood, fortunately. He simply changed his clothes again and then headed out.

He went straight to the police station

Frederic greeted him warmly.

"Mr. Fowler, I'm sorry to have disturbed you in the middle of the night."

When he noticed that Waylen didn't Look sleepy at all, he winked at him and said, “It's two o'clock in the morning, yet you still look fantastic!"

With a reserved smile, Waylen asked, "Where is Harold?"

Frederic raised his chin and replied, "Don't worry. He's fine."

Waylen strode in.

The detention room was very lively, and there were several different people inside.

The rich man was happily eating instant noodles

The manager and Lillian were sitting there in silence. Lillian had on someone's suit jacket over her black dress, and she was trembling all over. She heard the footsteps. When she raised her head and Looked, she was stunned.

She had never seen such a handsome and noble man before.

Waylen's temperament made Lillian blush with shyness. She felt as if a woman like her didn't deserve to be in the presence of someone Like him.

Waylen glanced at her

Lillian's face resembled Rena's. Waylen immediately guessed what had happened.

He sneered at Harold.

Harold's and Waylen's gazes met. There was a hint of provocation in

Harold's eyes, which was imperceptible to others but not to Waylen

Scoffing, Waylen didn't take Harold seriously

“Frederic.” Waylen asked, “What procedure should I go through?"