Gazing into her eyes, Waylen contemplated her revelation. After a prolonged moment of contemplation, he whispered near her ear, "You seem to have taken a Liking to Cecilia. Is it because you Like me?"

Rena's cheeks flushed, her voice filled with defiance.

"I don't like you!" She pouted and moved to clear the table.

However, Waylen swiftly loosened his tie and rolled up his sleeves.

“Stop cleaning. I'll take care of it."