Waylen possessed a prominent social status and charisma that appealed to countless women!

This knowledge was what made Robert uncomfortable.

However, Rena's earnest proclamation provided solace and reassurance.

Leaning closer, he tenderly kissed Rena on the cheek, his voice tinged with a hint of huskiness.

“It's only nine o'clock. Would it be permissible for me to accompany you home and spend some time together?"

Rena playfully tousled her hair, reminiscing about the restaurant mishap where an innocent child accidentally smeared chocolate on her locks.

Offering an apologetic smile, Rena remarked, "I'll need to wash the chocolate off my hair. Regrettably, I won't be able to prepare coffee for you."

Robert's gaze lingered upon her, his eyes filled with tenderness.

"I desire to visit your abode not for the sake of coffee. Allow me the privilege of assisting you in drying your hair later, alright?"

Rena found no reason to decline.

She had been involved with Robert for several dates, their connection deepening with each passing encounter. How could she deny him entry into her sanctuary?

With a smile adorning her face, she replied, "Then I'll wash my hair after brewing the coffee.”

A subtle smile graced Robert's Lips.

In truth, Rena herself didn't even notice that her interactions with him during their dates lacked a certain sense of informality.

Rena Led him to her apartment on the fourth floor. The Living space, though modest with an area of approximately 50 square meters, emanated an inviting warmth.

Rena proceeded to prepare a cup of coffee for him before retreating to the bathroom to wash her hair. Upon emerging, she discovered Robert standing by the window, a cup of coffee clasped in his hand, his gaze fixed on something outside.

Rena gently towel-dried her hair and inquired, "What captivates your attention?"

Robert's eyes, transfixed upon the golden Bentley Continental GT parked below, shifted towards Rena as she approached. Raising his coffee cup in a gesture of approval, he uttered, “This coffee is exquisite.”

“I'm delighted to hear that you appreciate it," Rena responded warmly.

Robert's smile widened as he beckoned, “Come here! Allow me to aid you in drying your hair."

Rena harbored no doubts.

She handed him the hairdryer, positioning herself with her back turned, unaware of Waylen's presence down below.