In a husky and alluring tone, he added, "Remember when I told you that if you gave me a chance, you would witness a different side of Waylen?

Well, you saw a glimpse of it earlier when he nearly resorted to violence in this upscale restaurant."

Rena cast her gaze downward, recognizing the futility of dwelling on the matter.

Tyrone responded with a smile, choosing not to delve further into the topic.

His demeanor exuded elegance, his sense of balance impeccably maintained.

Rena cherished her friendship with Tyrone, appreciating how he always had her back when she needed support.

Following their meal, Tyrone proposed a leisurely walk to aid digestion. If they happened upon a good movie, they could catch a screening along the way.

However, Rena found the suggestion somewhat inappropriate and declined.

Beneath the glow of a streetlamp, Tyrone held open the car door, accompanying Rena to her vehicle and playfully remarked, “Miss Gordon, you certainly are vigilant."

Rena secured her seatbelt and, looking up at Tyrone, softly expressed,

"I place great importance on our friendship, so we cannot venture any further and ruin it."

Tyrone gazed at her intently, remaining silent for a prolonged moment.

Eventually, he stepped back, allowing her to take the wheel.

As Rena drove away, Tyrone's smile persisted.

Friendship...

Who on earth desired mere friendship?

ALL he yearned for was to marry her and build a future together, with children as their Legacy

*

Rena slowly made her way back to her apartment behind the wheel.

Beneath the shade of a tree, a resplendent golden Bentley Continental GT awaited.

Donning formal attire, Waylen leaned casually against the car door, indulging in a cigarette.

A prestigious vehicle accompanied by a handsome and distinguished man.