She Looked up at him with nothing but trust.

Smiling, Waylen then turned to Korbyn and made the necessary introductions.

"Dad, this is Rena."

Then he slipped his arm around Rena's waist and whispered, “Well, say hello to my father."

Korbyn was a middle-aged man, but he had aged like fine wine. In a way, he looked like an older, more mature version of Waylen.

Rena bowed her head and greeted Korbyn respectfully.

“Nice to meet you Mr. Fowler."

Korbyn continued to descend the stairs in an elegant, noble manner.

Juliette, who had been watching from the sidelines, felt dissatisfied with her husband's silence. She came over and nudged him, saying, "Rena is talking to you. Don't put on airs!"

Korbyn's sharp eyes roved over to Rena.

He was aware that Waylen had brought a girl to Cecilia's birthday party.

But he didn't take it to heart because Waylen didn't bother to introduce the girl to them. He thought it was nothing but a fling.

He didn't expect that his son was actually taking this girl seriously.

Korbyn Looked Rena up and down with his sharp eyes.

So far, Rena Looked good and elegant...

And Korbyn had heard that this young woman had done a good job in her career.

Truth be told, Korbyn approved of her, but he refused to reveal how he truly felt. He just nodded slightly and said to his wife, “This is the first time that she has come to visit us. Where's the gift that you prepared?"

Juliette took this as her cue to hand Rena a small delicate box.

Surprised, Rena looked at Juliette questioningly.

Juliette smiled and said lovingly, “There's a gold pendant in there. I picked it out just for you. Consider it a Lucky charm."

Touched, Rena smiled and thanked Juliette sincerely

Waylen looked at Rena with a faint smile. Rena was annoyed by his teasing gaze, but she felt moved at the same time.