Leonel looked up at the man.

He had never implored Waylen for anything, but today was an exception.

However, Waylen remained resolute.

Leonel knelt in the study throughout the night, yet Waylen's decision remained unwavering.

At dawn, Leonel left.

Wearing a white shirt stained with blood, he walked out of the Fowler mansion.

Rena called out, "Leonel!"

Leonel turned, locking eyes with Rena, the woman who had always shown him warmth like a loving mother.

He knew he could stay in this house if he abandoned Alexis.

He could have Mr. and Mrs. Fowler and his siblings.

But he had to also renounce his claim to Alexis. A man's commitment bore such weight.

He was unwilling to give up on Alexis.

He had already let her go once for 8 years; he couldn't do it again.

This time, even if it meant losing everything, he wouldn't Lose Alexis. Perhaps if he persisted, Alexis might take notice and come back.

With a faint smile, Leonel stated, "Mrs. Fowler, I am truly sorry.”

Henceforth, Leonel never returned to the Fowler estate.

During the night, Alexis found herself in a bar, indulging in drinks.

Her beauty and affluence consistently drew a crowd of attractive and respectable individuals.

On that particular night, a young newcomer pursued her.

A 20-year-old with a fresh appearance.