Chapter 480

Waylen remained fixated on the photos and sketches, the contents portraying a poignant reflection of what the apartment once was.

His gaze lingered for an eternity, until a sudden realization struck him like a bolt of lightning—he had lost something profound.

Rena’s love had slipped through his fingers, irretrievable.

Recollections surged forth, reminding him of the occasions when Rena had inquired, not once, but twice, about his love for her.

He had never provided a direct answer, for his affection had been laced with fondness rather than fervor.

He relished her physical presence, her nurturing care, her culinary Prowess…

He cherished her companionship.

And all along, he had been acutely aware of her unwavering love for him.

Now, Rena had retracted that love, severing all ties with him.

She had vanished from his life, moving forward while he… remained ensnared by the ghosts of the past.

he sat in solitude

butts, testament to the countless moments spent lost in

of dawn, Waylen dialed

voice, raspy and worn, pleaded, “Help me locate the whereabouts of

investigation before she came to report

&

a gentle tone, she whispered, “It is currently in

of antiques

Ypsila…

composed demeanor, expressed, “Please make arrangements for the earliest available flight to Ypsila on my

the pertinent information regarding the collector, including

acknowledged with a

“Certainly, Mr.

Fowler.

will send the required information to your email prior to

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