A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

He concluded the call and turned to Rena, saying, “I need to go to the detention center.

You can head home and wait for news about your father. Hopefully, you’ll be able to see him today.”

Rena expressed her gratitude, flashing him an appreciative smile.

As he put on his coat, she waited beside him and then walked him out.

Waiting at the curb was a sleek black limousine.

Jazlyn, standing beside the car, caught sight of Rena and greeted her politely, “Miss Gordon.”

Rena acknowledged the woman with a nod.

Then, Waylen opened the car door and got inside, his demeanor exuding elegance and nobility.

Rena suddenly remembered his earlier statement, “Rena, I believe it’s more like you’re taking advantage of me and not the other way around.”

In that moment, she realized he might have been right..

As she watched the car drive away, her phone rang.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

It was Harold calling.

After a brief moment of contemplation, she answered the call, her voice firm and determined. “Harold, I’ve changed my mind.”

Harold couldn’t believe his ears. “Don’t you care about Darren and Eloise? Are you really just going to stand by and watch as they’re put behind bars?”

Rena rolled her eyes.

She didn’t want to waste her breath on him, so she only said, “I’m never coming back to your villa. I’ll send the keys back to you.”

Harold fell silent.

What on earth made her change her mind? He wanted to ask, but before he could get a word out, he was met with. the busy dial tone. Rena had hung up on him.

With a long face, Harold called his secretary and ordered, “Find out how Darren’s doing.

The secretary immediately went to check. Five minutes later, she called back, her voice trembling slightly. “Mr. Moore, Darren has changed lawyers! Should I continue to look into this matter?”

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“No need,” Harold said icily before abruptly hanging up the phone.

He tugged at his tie irritably and decided to go to the detention center himself. He wanted to see who had the balls to take over the case without his permission, and he wanted to know what Darren’s new lawyer could do about his case.

Harold drove at full speed to the detention center. The wound on his waist hadn’t healed yet, and soon, the gauze turned red, but he didn’t give a damn.

Twenty minutes later, Harold’s car screeched to a halt in front of the detention center. As soon as he got out of the car, he saw a man walking out of the building with a group of people.

It was none other than Waylen.