“Why should regret befall me, Harold? What else do you believe I cannot bear to lose now?"

Rena chose not to elaborate any further, departing without casting a backward glance.

Harold remained rooted in his spot, left to stew in his thoughts. After a prolonged moment, he sneered.

“Rena, do not provoke me!"

In that precise instant, Cecilia's call reached Harold's ears, her voice dripping with sweetness.

“Harold, where are you? Both my parents are here, eagerly anticipating your presence..."

Harold's tone softened as he responded, "I shall be with you shortly.”

After Rena bid farewell to the hospital, her next destination was the detention center, where she intended to visit her father.

Darren's overall condition was satisfactory despite his complexion appearing slightly darker and that he seemed to have lost a bit of weight.

A wave of relief washed over Rena, soothing her troubled mind.

After that day, Rena continued to immerse herself in her bustling life.

Throughout the daytime, she devoted herself to her work at the music studio, while in the evenings, she divided her time between playing the piano at the restaurant and tutoring some students. Exhaustion had become her constant companion, yet the additional income made it all worthwhile.

As the days trickled away, a week had passed and, during this time,

Rena had not encountered Waylen. However, through the entertainment section of the newspaper, she managed to glean some information about his whereabouts, Learning that he had embarked on a journey to Heron.

During his time in Heron, he had attended a grand event for the elite, elegantly adorned in a black velvet suit, a pristine white shirt and a stylish black bow tie.

Mesmerizing and refined, Waylen stood out amidst the bustling crowd in the photograph.

Beside him, a stunning woman graced his presence. Waylen had his arm casually draped around her waist. They looked like a couple.

Rena's discerning eyes quickly recognized the woman as an esteemed A-lister, renowned for her exceptional acting prowess.

In the photograph, she leaned against Waylen, her countenance radiating a palpable ambition to secure her position within the esteemed Fowler family through marriage.

With gentle grace, Rena carefully set aside the newspaper, allowing its pages to settle quietly.

Thankfully, Rena did not harbor any illusions of Waylen treating her with particular significance.

It was ordinary for a man of his wealth and influence to attract numerous admirers of the fairer sex.