Waylen's countenance exuded warmth and tenderness—something they had never seen before.

Upon reaching the parking lot, Waylen securely placed Alexis in her child's seat and then positioned himself to shield Rena from the car's roof as she entered.

As Rena settled inside, Waylen gently touched her shoulder, prompting her confusion.

“What's the matter?" Rena inquired, puzzled.

Waylen locked eyes with her and said in an incredibly tender voice, "I'll be working overtime tomorrow. I want you and Lexi to accompany me."

Rena discerned his thoughts without a word spoken.

After pondering for a moment, she responded, “Tomorrow morning, I'll take Lexi to visit my mother. How about the afternoon?"

Waylen remained silent, leaving Rena with the impression that he was displeased. However, he wrapped his arms around her slender waist and bestowed a kiss upon her amidst the bustling entrance gate of the company.

Rena licked her lips and cautioned, "Don't kiss me so casually."

Waylen's eyes brimmed with affection.

After a prolonged moment, he smiled and suggested, “Get in the car. I'll have a cigarette first."

Never before had he smoked in front of Alexis but now the urge overwhelmed him.

Rena did not object and climbed into the car first.

Waylen bent his head, lit a cigarette, but midway through, he extinguished it and opened the door to join Rena.

The sleek black Maybach commenced its leisurely journey, fading into the distance...

Meanwhile, within the parking lot, an elegant woman sat behind the wheel of a white BMW. It was Elvira.

She glared resentfully at Waylen's departing vehicle.

Rena had returned.

The child was still alive and the three of them appeared so blissful.

Elvira's captivating face contorted, and her knuckles grew pale as she gripped the steering wheel.

Her hatred for them burned intensely.

Over the past three years, she hadn't even caught a glimpse of Waylen.