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!”

cheek and remarked, “You’re still as clingy

Harold might become jealous.

holding onto Waylen’s arm and assuming a

better to have Harold

”

glanced up at Harold, a meaningful smile

“Dad ts right.

better than

”

protested, her

readily agreed, his charming smile lighting

best,” Cecilia praised, her voice filled with

sought to mend the strained relationship between

an underlying tension between the two, yet the cause remained

of the prestigious Fowler family, whose influence far surpassed

terms of connections and power, leaving the Moores far behind

to jeopardize his bond with Waylen over Rena, no

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

faint, enigmatic smile, hinting at

magazine again, he leafed through it

clock struck half past four in the afternoon, Waylen rose from his seat, his purpose