A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love by Arny Gallucio

Chapter 53

Retreating to her room, Rena indulged in a refreshing shower before sinking into her bed.

Sleep eluded her, consumed by ceaseless contemplation.

Eloise’s demeanor lingered in her thoughts, hinting at an acceptance of Darren’s impending two-year imprisonment.

Rena’s heart bore a tinge of melancholy.

Vengeance against Harold had danced through her mind but she harbored the sober realization that she wielded no power over him right now.

Moreover, she had a duty to tend to Eloise, a soul unacquainted with the trials of life.

Rena tossed and turned, trapped in the clutches of sleeplessness.

At the stroke of four in the morning, her phone erupted in an unexpected ring.

Initially assuming it to be a spam message, she contemplated deleting it but her senses froze when she laid eyes upon the screen.

It was a message from Waylen.

awake?” the text

seemingly captured from the balcony

depicted the dazzling night vista of Duefron’s liveliest street, accentuated by a delicate goblet resting against

gazed at the photograph for

phone, torn between

refrained from immediately responding to his message, opting instead to compose a reply half an

“Apologies, Mr.

Fowler.

just moments ago,”

with a smile, cradling a glass of

endearing, with a touch of unique

simply savored a sip of the crimson nectar held

appearance, yet intermittently sent Rena a photograph or a few

time, Rena abstained

of their deep connection lingered

en route to work, Rena’s path was interrupted by a call from

&

brief moment of

“Mr.