In a subdued tone, she commented, "I've been informed."

Leonel inquired, "Do you have any regrets? You devoted all the legal fees to her, and yet she turned out to be ungrateful."

Alexis chuckled softly. “I've come across plenty of ungrateful individuals. Besides, she's not the worst.”

An unspoken pause lingered.

After a while, Leonel, grinding his pearly teeth, proposed, "Miss Fowler, shall we steer clear of that subject?"

Alexis offered a slight smile.

She continued relishing her rice noodles, her appetite hearty as she swiftly finished the food.

“Just as good as I remember."

With her meal concluded, Leonel tidied up, and then casually leaned against the dining table, remarking, "That may be as good as you remember, Miss Fowler, but I'm even better. Interested in exploring tonight?"

Alexis admired his boldness.

Her own daring demeanor seemed subdued in contrast to Leonel's.

Wiping her lips, she apologized, “Nah! Engaging in excessive activities after dinner isn't ideal for digestion!"

Leonel glanced at his watch. "Maybe in an hour?"

Alexis, massaging her still-sore waist, forced a smile. “I'm exceptionally full tonight; Mr. Douglas, you're not on the agenda! If you feel inclined, you can explore other avenues."

With that, she tossed a substantial stack of tissues in his direction.

Alexis retreated to the study while Leonel observed the tissues, sporting a smile.

Evidently, news of Leonel's loan to Edwin swiftly reached Waylen's ears.

Despite the complex relationship between Leonel and Alexis, the utilization of $20 billion signified a profound commitment.

Distressed, Waylen paced the house incessantly, causing Rena to worry.

Waylen eventually came to a stop.