Waylen himself hadn't received such attention; he was always the one caring for Rena.

Catching Waylen's glance, Rena chided, "Don't fill her head with nonsense. You're the reason Alexis and her siblings are so independent. Now you're spoiling Evelyn."

Waylen simply chuckled in response.

Age hadn't diminished his charm. He leaned over the couch and softly encircled Rena's waist with his arms.

Rena was poised to scold him, but the tenderness in his eyes silenced her.

She said nothing more.

At that moment, Evelyn cheerfully announced, "I wasn't scared. And my butt's fine now! Daddy and Mommy took me for steak. I want to go again!"

Rena knew she was referring to the French restaurant she owned, where she occasionally played piano in her youth.

It had been a year or two since her last visit. Rena was pleasantly surprised by Evelyn's fondness for the place.

A smile crept onto Rena's face.

She then turned to Alexis. "I'm transferring the restaurant into your name. Think of it as a gift for Evelyn from me."

Alexis, glancing up from a magazine, replied, “Mom, Evelyn's just a child. Besides, kids’ interests change fast."

Rena was about to respond when Waylen interjected, “It's a small gift from your mom. Just accept it."

He seemed a bit awkward.

Alexis understood. Her father was safeguarding her mother's feelings, wary of her potential disappointment.

She approached Waylen, grasping his arm as she had in her childhood, and said, "Okay, I'll accept it."

Waylen gently tapped Alexis on the head and said, "That's the spirit."

Observing Alexis' calm demeanor, Waylen realized she was increasingly resembling Rena as she matured. As a child, Alexis had a personality much like his own, a touch arrogant perhaps.

This might be due to her deep love for Leonel.

Waylen noticed that Leonel and Alexis seemed quite harmonious these days, bringing him a sense of relief.