Rena averted her gaze and proceeded to place an order for Danna.

Waylen intervened, stopping her from ordering. He had never lost control of himself Like this in public.

Softly, Rena said, “Don't startle Danna!"

His eyes travelled to Danna, who widened her eyes in return

He found himself at a loss for words. He stole another glance at Rena, who was calmly placing her order.

She did not show any emotion in her face, making it hard for him to decipher what she was thinking.

He then whispered, “Let's discuss this when we get home." With poise, he returned to his seat.

The beautiful woman's eyes held affection as she asked with unease,

“Waylen, are they your friends?"

He took a sip of brandy and calmly replied, "No, they are my wife and my daughter."

The woman was taken aback.

Waylen was not even 30 years old, yet he already had a wife and daughter?

Unwilling to delve further into the matter, Waylen promptly distanced himself from the woman. If he hadn't coincidentally encountered Rena, he would have chosen a more tactful approach. After all, the commission for this case amounted to 12 billion.

The woman could sense that Waylen had no emotional attachment to her.

Gracefully concluding the meal, she bid him farewell and departed.

Waylen escorted her to the waiting car, shaking hands with her.

“Goodbye.”

As the woman held onto the car door, she lamented, "It's a pity that you married at such a young age."

Waylen smiled, elegantly assisting her into the car

The woman had wasted no time and got in.

Just as Waylen was about to return to the restaurant, a Land Rover pulled up in front of him.

The car door opened, and Tyrone emerged.