Rena clicked on it, curious to discover its contents.

Within the confines of an exclusive chamber in a high-end club, a group of seven or eight individuals engaged in a lively game, several familiar faces catching Rena's attention.

Among them were Waylen and Elvira!

Waylen reclined against the sofa, indulging in a cigarette. Rena found solace in the way he smoked. Meanwhile, Elvira occupied a seat beside him, engrossed in a card game with the others. At intervals, she would turn towards Waylen, exchanging words with him.

Waylen's smile was evident.

The video came to an end.

Understanding Vera's good intentions, Rena mustered a helpless smile.

She intended to delete the video when the door swung open.

Waylen materialized at the entrance.

He sported a white shirt, grey suit trousers and a black trench coat.

His attire mirrored that seen in the recently viewed video, signifying his encounter with Elvira tonight.

Rena regarded him calmly.

After exchanging his shoes and shedding his coat, Waylen instinctively cast a glance toward the dining area.

Rena offered a serene smile.

"I've already had dinner!"

Waylen nodded in acknowledgment.

Seated in the dining room, he perused the newspaper while casually remarking, “Can you cook a bowl of noodles for me?"

As the words left his lips, a sense of bewilderment washed over him.

The newspaper he held was teeming with gossip surrounding him and

Elvira, some of the captured photographs even originating from the hotel, depicting them in intimate poses.

His gaze shifted to Rena, his brows furrowing.

With nonchalance, Rena remarked, "I went to the supermarket to buy groceries earlier. A few young men carelessly slipped them into my shopping bag."