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,