As soon as she finished speaking, a cup of sobering tea was handed to her.

Alexis glanced up and saw Leonel.

She grinned.

“Well, well! Our Mr. Douglas playing the role to serve people? Did you pick that up in Acoiclya?"

Her words held a sharp edge, but Leonel took them in stride.

His tone remained gentle.

“You didn't eat much last night, and you were drinking. Here. Just drink this."

Alexis pondered for a moment.

That was when Waylen chimed in, "Your Mom and I don't object to you spending time with that young star. The real question is, do you genuinely take him seriously? Sneaking around like this, what's the purpose?"

Beneath the table, Leonel's hand clenched into a fist.

Alexis took a delicate sip of her tea and mustered a forced smile.

"Too young, too fragile; I won't be the one to cause harm to such a delicate flower!"

Waylen pointed toward her, addressing Rena.

"Who does she remind you of?"

Rena nonchalantly twirled her hair.

“Everyone says she's just Like you!"

Waylen paused, lost in thought.

Alexis nestled her head on Waylen's arm, batting her eyelashes just as she did when she was a child.

"Isn't it wonderful to be like you?"

Waylen tenderly caressed her head.