Lyndon wanted to speak with him. Waylen told Rena to the buffet table and then excused himself.

In the reception room.

Lyndon asked eagerly, “Have you found anything, Waylen?”

Waylen had been investigating carefully, but so far, he hadn't found any clues.

He shook his head in response.

Lyndon was disappointed. He reached into his jacket pocket and fished out a necklace with a pink diamond on it.

Lyndon murmured, “This was what she wore years ago. I didn't expect to see it again."

Waylen took the necklace.

Feeling that familiar feeling again, he frowned. He had seen this piece of jewelry before. He just couldn't remember where and when.

After inspecting it for a while, Waylen returned the necklace to Lyndon and said, "Don't worry. I will continue the search. We will find her.”

Lyndon patted him on the shoulder and replied, “I had to consider my wife's and Elvira's feelings, so I had to enlist your help.”

Hearing Elvira's name, Waylen knitted his brows. Elvira always stirred some emotions in him.

Seeing Waylen's reaction, Lyndon didn't say anything more. He just changed the subject and chatted with Waylen casually.

*

Rena had been waiting for half an hour, but Waylen still hadn't come back.

It was her first time to attend such an event. Ultimately feeling bored, she decided to go to the balcony to get some fresh air. The banquet hall was on the building's 68th floor, from which the view was incredibly breathtaking.

Rena leaned against the railing. She'd had a bit to drink and was already feeling a little lightheaded.

Harold stood at the doorway leading to the balcony.

Staring at Rena, he couldn't help wondering if she was thinking about

Waylen at the moment.

Perhaps it was because Harold wasn't yet reconciled that he blurted out some pointed words.

“Congratulations, Rena. You have become Waylen's nominal girlfriend. I heard he bought you a few pricey couture dresses and some jewelry. Are you happy now?"