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!”

and remarked,

Harold might become jealous.

wont,” Cecilia insisted, holding onto Waylen’s

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

up at Harold, a meaningful smile dancing on

“Dad ts right.

than

protested,

Waylen readily agreed, his charming smile lighting up the

are the best,” Cecilia praised, her voice filled with genuine

her gentle nature, sought to mend the strained relationship between

always sensed an underlying tension between the two, yet the cause remained a mystery

son—in—law of the prestigious Fowler family,

connections and power,

to jeopardize his bond with Waylen over Rena, no

you,

hinting at a myriad

up the magazine again, he leafed through it nonchalantly,

past four in the

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