Harold detected Rena's distance and offered a smile.

“Are you happy that Waylen brought you to such a grand occasion? Do you believe you can marry into the Fowler family, Rena? By the way, he didn't introduce you to Korbyn, did he?"

Meeting his gaze head-on, Rena inquired, “What are you trying to say?"

Harold leaned closer, his eyes fixed on her.

Sneering, he said, "You know that Waylen doesn't want to get married, right? Do you know why he's avoiding it?"