Waylen had a penchant for post-modern artworks, and it was evident in the room's design.

Suddenly, her eyes landed on a vintage copper artwork placed upside down.

Curiosity got the better of her, and she picked it up.

However, upon closer inspection, she immediately regretted it-it turned out to be a photo frame, and Rena recognized the people in the photo inside.

The photo captured Waylen at the age of 24 and Elvira at 22, during what should have been their happiest time together.

Rena gazed at the photo quietly for a few seconds before carefully placing it back in its original position.

Just then, Waylen's voice emanated from the doorway.

"I put it there during the room's decoration and forgot to dispose of S807"

Rena turned around.

She found Waylen, mature and handsome in a classic black and white suit, standing by the door

He approached her and picked up the photo frame, looking at her with a gentle expression.

“Are you upset?”

Rena avoided the topic and replied, “Mr. Fowler, I'm here for my father's case..."

“I know. There's no need to emphasize it," Waylen interjected, discarding the frame in the trash can and taking a seat on the sofa.

Opening a file, he continued, "Miss Gordon, let's begin.”

Rena felt perplexed.

Last night, Waylen had mentioned a meeting, but now it seemed like it was just the two of them.

Waylen looked at her and inquired, "Are you doubting my professional abilities?"

Rena couldn't dare to do so.

She listened as he delved into technical terms and analyzed the case.

She tried her best to stay focused, but it proved difficult, and the exhaustion soon overcame her.

“Miss Gordon,"