The driver cleared his throat discreetly.

Rena had no choice but to feign ignorance.

Half an hour later, the car came to a stop at Waylen's villa. Rena assisted him in exiting the vehicle and instructed the driver to depart.

Clearly, Waylen was consumed by his infatuation for her

He simply desired to see her.

Rena guided him to the living room, settling him into a seat, before heading to the kitchen to prepare a sobering cup of tea. On one hand he needed it, and on the other hand, she wanted to avoid direct interaction with him...

While waiting for the kettle to boil, she focused on reviewing the contents of today's meeting.

From behind, her slim waist was embraced.

Familiar fragrance enveloped her senses. She didn't resist but whispered softly, "Stop it. I'll make you some tea to sober up. Roscoe mentioned that you have a court trial tomorrow morning. It wasn't wise to drink so excessively."

Waylen chuckled softly.

He kissed the back of her ear and nibbled at her tender skin...

Rena was highly sensitive in that area. The gentle nibble caused a slight tremor to ripple through her. Lately, he had developed a penchant for such actions. It seemed that only by teasing her could he elicit even the slightest response from her

After teasing her for a prolonged period, he whispered in her ear, his breath a gentle caress.

“Rena, let's spend the weekend together. It'll be a date."

A date?

Rena found herself visibly stunned.

The recent demands of her work had engulfed her so completely that she had nearly forgotten everything else. Moreover, it was indeed her intention to give Waylen the cold shoulder...

With his hands nestled in his pockets, Waylen touched the small velvet box and uttered in a husky voice, "This time, I'll take care of the arrangements, alright?"

Rena slowly poured the sobering tea into the cup. After a brief pause, she responded, "I'm embarking on a business trip tomorrow."

Rena was going on a business trip tomorrow?

Waylen achieved a significant level of sobriety upon hearing the news.

Releasing his grip on Rena, he found support against the kitchen counter. Although he craved a cigarette, he refrained from Lighting one due to Rena's recent vocal strain.