Waylen nodded and gestured at the seat opposite him.

As soon as she sat down, Waylen noticed the red needle mark on the back of her hand. He guessed that she must've been put on another IV drip because she got soaked in the rain last night.

“Miss Gordon, have you eaten yet? Why not join me for dinner?"

Waylen looked serious now, not as casual as when he had the waiter hand her his business card earlier.

Rena set the business card on the table and said in a reserved manner,

“I'm afraid restaurant staff are prohibited from joining guests during working hours."

Despite the flat out rejection, Waylen was unfazed.

“Then how about when you're off-duty? Do you have time to come to my place for a drink?"

His implication was obvious.

If she decided to date him, all her money troubles would go away and she wouldn't have to work so hard anymore.

Waylen thought that since Rena had gotten out of a four-year relationship, she wouldn't mind having sex with him.

Besides, she had kissed him back last time...

Rena pursed her lips hesitantly.

Why was Waylen suddenly so interested in her again?

She knew her situation, so she tried her best to refuse without offending him.

“Mr. Fowler, thanks again for helping me with my father's case. Please rest assured I'll find a way to repay you in the future."

Waylen's eyebrow shot up in surprise.

He knew what she meant-simply put, she didn't want to have sex with him.

It turned out she wouldn't sleep with him for money!

Truth be told, Waylen wasn't hell-bent on sleeping with Rena. He was just a little intrigued when he saw her play the piano so elegantly.

Still, he couldn't deny the fact that he was curious to know how good she was in bed.

Waylen wordlessly put away his business card.