It's almost ready."

After saying that, she quietly looked at him, trying to gauge his reaction.

Although she didn't need his permission to do such a thing, she didn't want to be in conflict with him.

Only then did Waylen let go of the steering wheel.

He leaned against his seat and asked softly, “Didn't you want to go abroad for further studies?"

Rena paused in surprise. She didn't expect him to ask about it.

After thinking for a moment, she said softly, "Don't worry, Mr. Fowler.

If that day comes, I won't pester you or anything. So you don't have to send me abroad."

Despite saying so, her eyes turned a Little red as she spoke.

Waylen just looked at her quietly.

This conversation wasn't for either of them.

Waylen had been away for a few days, and just now at the apartment, she had taken care of him so tenderly and carefully. He didn't want to act like a jerk now.

So he put on a smile and teased her.

"Since when did you go back to calling me 'Mr. Fowler'? And congratulations, by the way. I think it's good for you to run your own business.”

Rena was stunned at first, and then she sighed in relief.

Waylen was good at easing the tension in the atmosphere. Not only did he not object to her wishes, but he even gave her some professional advice.

Rena listened to him happily.

She gradually became relaxed and talked about the music studio while driving.

“So far, the hardest part has been finding the perfect office.

But I'm sure we'll find one. Paisley has an extensive network after all."

She shared her joy with him, chattering excitedly all the way to his office.

Waylen listened to her patiently, as though the argument they had before his business trip was now a forgotten memory. When they pulled to a stop in front of his office building, Rena took the initiative to offer, "I'll pick you up later, okay?"