It was impossible for Rena to remain unmoved by the offer.

She fixed her gaze upon the document, well aware that affixing her signature would multiply her wealth, potentially making her the wealthiest woman in all of Duefron.

Yet, she declined.

With great effort, she uttered, "Mr. Fowler, your offer is indeed enticing. However, what I desire is not a grandiose family name. What I yearn for is a devoted husband who truly belongs to me. The experiences I've had with your son have shattered my trust for him. Therefore...

I'm sorry. I can only admit that the world of the Fowler family is beyond my reach.”

Having spoken her piece, Rena rose from her seat.

She bowed respectfully to Korbyn, expressing gratitude toward the man who had always treated her with great kindness.

With that, Rena took her Leave.

Korbyn's secretary entered the room quietly, speaking in a soft tone.

“Would you Like me to stop Miss Gordon?"

Korbyn waved his hand dismissively.

Pointing toward the tea table, he addressed the secretary, "She's truly exceptional. It's no wonder Waylen can't move on from her."

The secretary responded with a knowing smile.

Korbyn, his smile widening, remarked, “A girl of such caliber rightfully belongs to the Fowler family."

When Rena departed, she encountered Waylen near the elevator, clutching a stack of papers. His demeanor suggested a business-related purpose for his presence.

Waylen exited the elevator as Rena stepped inside.

As the elevator doors were on the verge of shutting, he swiftly extended his hand to obstruct them.

It had been a considerable while since they last saw each other. He longed for her presence, yearning to reach out and make physical contact. However, he restrained himself and cautiously inquired, "How have you been Lately?"

Rena leaned against the elevator wall.

She gazed at him weakly, and then, after a prolonged silence, replied,

“Not too shabby.”

Waylen's eyes carried profound emotions.