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Chapter 65
She then planted kisses on his face.
Leaning close to him, she whispered, “Waylen is coming back in. about two days. I want you to come and join us for dinner. He’s got some projects that would suit you. Just make sure you behave well, okay?”
Harold nodded in agreement.
Cecilia knew he disliked excessive clinginess, so she spent only half a day with him before reluctantly bidding him farewell.
Sitting in the luxurious black limousine, she couldn’t resist reaching out to Waylen.
He had actually turned off his phone for an important meeting, but by chance, he turned it back on just as she called.
He answered it and asked, “Cecilia, what’s up?”
“Waylen, I need your help,” Cecilia softly implored, her slender finger tracing circles in the air.
Waylen loosened his tie and inquired, “What’s wrong? Has someone or something been bothering you?”
“Harold was injured! I asked him who did it, but he refused to tell me,” Cecilia confided, mentioning Harold’s name cautiously.
Upon hearing Harold’s name, Waylen remained silent since he really didn’t care.
Cecilia muttered to herself, “So much has happened today! You know what? I ran into Tyrone earlier. He mentioned that Rena’s father committed suicide in the detention center. Rena is in such a pitiful state.”
The man froze, his voice barely a whisper as he asked, “What did you say?”
Without hesitation, Cecilia repeated, “I said that Tyrone’s girlfriend’s father committed suicide in the detention center. She is truly pitiable.”
Waylen fell silent for a long while. Eventually, he informed Cecilia that he had urgent matters to attend to and that he had to go, leaving Cecilia feeling anxious.
“But I haven’t told you why I called,” she said anxiously.
“We can discuss it next time,” was his curt response.
Attempting to contact Rena, he found her phone turned off.
He then dialed Hyatt directly, seeking information.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.
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Hyatt informed him of the situation and offered a knowing smile. “Waylen, this is the perfect opportunity for you to help her.”
Waylen’s smile held a tinge of bitterness. “Don’t tease me,” he muttered.
After ending the call, he immediately instructed his secretary Jazlyn to book a flight for that night. The secretary, surprised by the sudden decision, argued, “But Mr. Fowler, don’t forget you have the trial tomorrow morning.”
Hearing this, his realization hit him like a jolt of lightning.
He had been working on this case for an entire month, and its outcome would be revealed on the trial the following day. He couldn’t afford to leave right now.
After pondering for a moment, Waylen wrote a note for his secretary.