Chapter 121

Flustered, she blushed and remained silent.

On the second-floor terrace of the Fowler residence, Waylen stood, gently swaying the flowing white curtains with his slender fingers.

In a low voice, he spoke, “An old friend of my father’s has returned from Braseovell and he will be arriving here soon.

It seems I won’t be able to join you tonight.

What a curious coincidence!

Lyndon, too, had returned from Braseovell on the very same day.

Rena’s voice softened as she replied, “Treat him well, then.

Waylen nodded.

Just as he was about to say something more, a melodious voice called out from behind, “Waylen!”

Startled, he turned around.

an elegant middle-aged

hasty farewell, his voice barely

warm smile lit up his

“Mr.

it’s been a

This man was Lyndon.

and Waylen’s father had been close friends for years, admiring

While it appeared.

his concert tour, his true motive was far more profound-—he had actually come back in secret search of his long-lost

widened as he greeted

no see, It’s been a few years since we last met! I’ve heard great things about

modestly brushed off the praise, engaging in a pleasant conversation with

stairs, her eyes sparkling with

the sight

to his arm, reminiscent of her

“Mr.

calling for you

Cecilia’s hand and obliged, making his

Cecilia couldn’t contain her curiosity and

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