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!”

her cheek and remarked,

Harold might become jealous.

Cecilia insisted, holding onto Waylen’s

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

”

glanced up at Harold, a

“Dad ts right.

than you

”

protested, her voice

sister, Waylen readily agreed,

Cecilia praised, her voice filled with

gentle nature, sought to mend

underlying tension between the two, yet the cause remained

was on the verge of becoming the son—in—law of the prestigious

in terms of connections and power, leaving the Moores far

jeopardize his bond with Waylen over Rena, no matter, the

“Thank you, Waylen,” his words

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

the magazine again, he leafed through it nonchalantly, his demeanor exuding

past four in the afternoon, Waylen rose from his seat,