"I won't go abroad!"

Of course, Waylen had orchestrated everything meticulously.

He sneered, "Have you forgotten that your father's lawsuit is still unresolved?"

He produced a document, tossing it towards Rena.

Rena's complexion paled as she gazed upon it.

It was a receipt bearing her father's own signature. This was a damning piece of evidence that spelled doom for him.

Expressionless, Waylen said, "I invested a significant amount of time and effort to obtain this! Rena, once the judicial system obtains it, what do you think will happen? Can your father continue to live a peaceful life?"

Rena trembled with fury.

Never had she imagined that Waylen would resort to such a despicable threat.

She chuckled bitterly.

Meeting his gaze head-on, she gritted her teeth and uttered, “Waylen,

I've slept with you for so long. Surely, you must have some feelings for me. If my father ends up in jail, I will immediately go and have sex with Harold. At that time, how well do you think your beloved sister will fare? You better contemplate that carefully!"

Her words were tinged with the ache in her heart.

Having concluded her speech, Rena delicately placed her hand over her chest, an instinctual reaction to the tumultuous emotions surging within her. Agony consumed her heart!

Never had she anticipated that the conclusion of their relationship would manifest in such a manner.

Waylen's penetrating gaze fixed upon her, his eyes resonating with profound intensity.

Such a disposition was entirely unfamiliar to Rena's eyes.

She even sensed a fleeting moment where she expected him to strike her cheek with a stinging slap.

Yet, it never happened.

Instead, he suppressed his anger and emitted a soft chuckle, his words laden with amusement.

"I recall you presenting Cecilia with an amulet as birthday gift. And now, you desire her demise?”

A smile gradually adorned Rena's countenance