He exhaled the smoke slowly and smiled.

“It’s not entirely my doing.

Dad arranged it. Besides… Didn’t we agree not to push things between them? Don’t worry. I think your uncle can handle this.”

Rena contemplated for a moment and said, “Then we won’t favor either of them. Just let them sort things out by themselves.”

Waylen gazed at Rena.

She seemed serious, which he found endearing.

ran his warm palm over her waist, and said softly, “I don’t care about them. You’re the only one that matters to me. Why do you still have such a slender waist?

pushed his hand

where are

Waylen chuckled.

our household staff are

wasn’t as

banter and proceeded to enter the

hand, Mark returned to

first visit in two years, and everyone at home was

personally prepared a variety of dishes, all

hand, had fried

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