Waylen chuckled.

"Dad, there needs to be a process, right? I can't just whisk Rena off to the City Hall and register our marriage right now, can I? Besides, we live together now. It's actually quite wonderful."

Alexis whispered, "Mom sleeps with me."

Waylen was rendered speechless.

Korbyn glared at Waylen and reproached, “Hey! Don't give my Lexi that death stare just because she tells the truth!"

Korbyn then bent his head and said kindly to his granddaughter “I will handle them for you."

Alexis erupted in giggles.

Perched on Korbyn's lap, she planted a sweet kiss on his cheek.

Korbyn's heart melted into a puddle.

Holding Alexis close, he inquired earnestly, “Waylen, when can you take over the reins of the company from me?

Rena also has her own career to attend to. How about I take care of Alexis for you?"

How could Waylen remain oblivious to Korbyn's intentions?

He took a sip of tea and replied slowly, "I have my hands full with the Exceed Group. Adding the Fowler Group to the mix... Dad, I'd be utterly exhausted."

Korbyn chuckled.

“You won't be worn out to death. I can see that you're brimming with energy."

Korbyn possessed perceptive eyes, allowing him to discern at a glance that Waylen and Rena were not a genuine couple now.

They were merely deceiving Alexis.

Humph!

Korbyn regarded Waylen as a failure.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Juliette savored her tea in the company of Rena.

Juliette aged gracefully. She retained her beauty and air of nobility, yet there was always a hint of sorrow in her countenance due to her children's troubled love lives.

Rena refrained from addressing Juliette as Mrs. Fowler.