Rena squeezed her way past the crowd and saw that the walls and the floor were covered in blood splatters. Harold glared at Tyrone angrily.

An hour later, two men and two women were seated in the police station.

Someone had called the police when the fight broke out, and Tyrone and Harold were taken away.

Cecilia called her brother and cried, "Waylen... Harold got into a fight with someone. We're in the police station now. Please, you have to help us! Harold, he's... He's seriously injured!"

At the mention of Waylen's name, Rena's mind went blank.

Waylen was coming?

Soon, Cecilia hung up the phone.

She looked at Harold with pity and assessed his wounds.

“He busted your lip!" To Tyrone, she scolded, "Tyrone, how could you do this to Harold?"

Tyrone didn't look so good either. He had a huge bruise on his left cheek.

“He hit me first! I just teased him for being so obedient to you, but then he punched me!"

Hearing that, Cecilia secretly felt happy. She turned to scold Harold instead, "Tyrone is your friend, and he's obviously trying to pursue Miss Gordon. How could you embarrass him like this in front of Miss Gordon?"

Harold took out a cigarette, lit it, took a long drag while eyeing Tyrone coldly.

This bastard was such a good liar!

It was Tyrone who provoked him first in the smoking area of the restaurant!

“Harold, you've already broken up with Rena. So you wouldn't object to my pursuing her, right? And even if I don't pursue her, others wilt.

I'm telling you, Harold. You're engaged to Cecilia now. You can't keep pestering your ex."

Harold sneered coldly.

He had underestimated Tyrone!

Rena felt caught between a rock and a hard place. She was afraid that if Waylen really showed up, he'd be angry with her.

She couldn't afford to offend someone Like him!

Rena's eyes darted around, desperate to find an opportunity to escape.