With a smile, Waylen explained, "I was bitten by a cat! But worry not,

I will enlist the aid of experts to ensure his swift recovery, enabling you to find Reina."

Upon hearing this, Lyndon Let out another sigh, his voice Laden with years of longing.

“It has been so many years. I know not if she is married or not! I simply yearn to see her once, to ascertain if she leads a good Life. And my daughter... Waylen, are you still listening to me?"

Entranced by Rena's playful advances, Waylen struggled to maintain composure, a soft groan escaping his lips.

"Yes, I am Listening!" he assured Lyndon.

In a murmur, Lyndon continued, "My daughter should be 24 years old now.

She must have a nice boyfriend now."

Amused by the idea of teasing Rena within his embrace, Waylen sought to comfort Lyndon.

“Considering Reina's beauty, it is highly Likely that her daughter is equally stunning. She may already be married and have children..."

Lyndon found solace in Waylen's words, a slight sigh of relief escaping him.

“I have always feared my daughter falling into the hands of a nefarious man. Hearing this reassures me.

Waylen... Are you still listening to me?

Waylen?"

Waylen inclined his chiseled visage, clenched his teeth, and spoke up.

“Indeed, I am all ears."

He cast his gaze downward, fixating on Rena.

Observing her profound delight, he intensified his movements, oscillating with increasing vigor. Both of them couldn't suppress a slight groan.

Being well-versed in such matters, Lyndon deduced what Waylen was doing at the moment.

He cleared his throat and uttered, "The hour grows late. Retire to bed early."

Subsequently, he terminated the call.

Lyndon yearned for the daughter he had never laid eyes upon, hoping that her husband was not akin to Waylen.