Undoubtedly, she exuded an air of nobility and beauty.

Clutching her handbag, she entered the elevator, making her way to the bustling banquet hall on the second floor. The ambiance within the hall was vibrant, the banquet itself grand in scale.

Zack had arrived early and trailed behind Brandon.

As Rena approached, Zack stole a brief glance and uttered, "Not bad."

Preferring not to engage in an argument, Rena turned her attention to greeting Brandon.

Brandon held great admiration for Rena, introducing her to several big shots. She gracefully mingled with them, leaving Zack filled with restlessness.

This woman simply smiled at others, completely disregarding him.

Shit!

He swore he couldn't care less about her.

Just as Zack gritted his teeth in frustration...

Sporting a radiant smile, Brandon announced, "Rena, you ought to be v c acquainted with this gentleman. Allow me to introduce Tyrone Larson,

Hyatt Larson's son. He's a true chip off the old block and currently engaged in a significant business venture in the south."

Rena's body stiffened imperceptibly.

Tyrone.

It was Tyrone.

For the past six months, Rena had heard no news of Tyrone. She refrained from inquiring about him, and no one volunteered any information. Even Danna, during her piano lessons at Rena's music studio, made no mention of her brother.

After regaining her composure, Rena turned slowly.

Tyrone held a glass of red wine in his hand, his gaze profound and enigmatic.

He had matured considerably and bore a slightly altered appearance.

Rena's countenance softened as she whispered, “Tyrone.”

Tyrone responded with a gentle smile, setting down his glass and extending his hand. Rena hesitated momentarily before accepting the handshake...

Brandon chuckled.