A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love by Arny Gallucio

Celebrities of every ilk graced the red carpet, their presence igniting an electric atmosphere that belied the winter chill.

Despite the frigid air, the theater pulsed with vibrant energy, bustling with the fervor of a summer’s eve.

Rena didn’t walk on the red carpet.

Amidst the glittering throng, Rena chose a path less traveled, an alternative entrance that shielded her from winter’s icy grasp.

Her steps carried her through a secret passage, her resolve unwavering despite the social engagements that Lay ahead.

Waylen, a bastion of support, stood at her side, his presence a reassuring barrier against the curious masses.

Within the heart of this spectacle, Miss Holt claimed her moment in the spotlight, a Luminous figure that captivated the audience’s gaze.

She navigated the evening with grace, her words flowing Like a river of stardust as she regaled the crowd.

Her place next to Rena, a testament to their friendship, was a bond that transcended the glamour of the occasion.

Amid the star-studded congregation, Rena’s heart carried a quiet concern, a worry that marked her cousin’s absence.

In hushed tones, Miss Holt asked, “Did Mr.

Evans not accompany you?”

secret, a shield against prying

is engrossed

”

though Rena was Mark’s niece, it was not convenient for her to probe

Holt held her disappointment close, her eyes a mirror to her

of emotions, her wish for Mark’s presence was palpable, her desire for him to witness this pivotal

understanding, held a silent solidarity with Miss

‘s BunnyBookery

as a kind person and had never thought of

born of empathy, Rena said, “The

testament to

box office reach a billion, your name will be etched

”

was moved

&

investment of two hundred million dollars in this movie was

paramount importance for her who was already forty two years old as

on the outcome