A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love by Arny Gallucio

Chapter 82

A shadow passed over Harold’s face, his expression turning somber.

Just then, Cecilia awoke from her nap.

She approached him, seeking solace by enveloping his waist and longing for a ki*s.

However, Harold wasnt in the mood.

He simply said, “Your brother has returned.

Let’s go downstairs.

” Despite Cecilia’s inherent simplicity, she couldn’t help but perceive his indifference, leading to a tinge of disappointment seeping into her heart.

Harold, ever the charmer, skillfully coaxed and reassured her.

As they descended the staircase, Cecilia’s spirits soared once more, her buoyant nature resurfacing.

Waylen sat comfortably on the sofa, engrossed in a magazine.

Cecilia eagerly threw herself into his arms, exclaiming, “Waylen!”

playfully pinched her cheek and remarked, “You’re still as clingy

Harold might become jealous.

“He wont,” Cecilia insisted, holding onto Waylen’s arm and

having several projects? It would be better to have Harold take care of them

”

Harold, a meaningful smile dancing

“Dad ts right.

Harold better than you

”

Cecilia protested, her voice

sister, Waylen readily agreed, his

best,” Cecilia praised,

mend the strained relationship

underlying tension between the

son—in—law of the prestigious Fowler family, whose

of connections and power, leaving the

couldn’t afford to jeopardize his bond with Waylen over Rena, no

expressed, “Thank you, Waylen,” his words dripping

with a faint, enigmatic smile, hinting at a myriad of thoughts beneath

again, he leafed through it

the clock struck half past four in the