Without requesting another set of tableware, he simply took a sip directly from Rena's soda water.

Juliette smiled, and Rena's face flushed red.

“Mr. Fowler, Let me get you a set of tableware!" she stammered.

Waylen dismissed her concern, stating, "No need.

I don't mind using yours."

Speechless, Rena's face burned even brighter.

Her face was already as red as a tomato.

Waylen, who had been busy all day and was quite hungry, ate quickly.

Despite doing so, he still did it with a touch of elegance.

Rena pondered how she could escape this situation. She knew that Waylen had set a trap for her.

He had hurt her deeply before and now was attempting to win her over.

What did he take her for?

But Rena found herself helpless. The Fowler family held significant power, and openly offending Waylen would jeopardize her life in Duefron.

“Miss Gordon, the way you're looking at me might give me the wrong idea," Waylen remarked as he wiped his Lips.

Rena decided it was best not to engage in lengthy conversation.

“Don't think too much," she replied curtly.

Waylen took a sip of water, his gaze becoming increasingly affectionate. However, his words were not that pleasant to hear.

“Really? Perhaps I was mistaken. I thought you hated me out of Love."

Waylen's lack of restraint in front of his mother left Rena seething with anger.

She stood up abruptly and addressed Juliette, “I have something else to attend to. I'm leaving now."

Juliette felt powerless.

She was unable to understand why her son would treat Rena that way. It was the first time she had witnessed such a lack of grace from him.