Soon, the Gordon family would be ensnared in Harold’s trap…

Rena pushed Waylen aside.

“It’s none of your concern.

Yet, Waylen’s gaze lingered, his voice adopting a softer tone.

“Visit my apartment this weekend.

Allow me to treat you to dinner.

I possess a “Morning Dew’ piano.

Wouldn’t you Like to play it for yourself?”

The ‘Morning Dew’ piano?

The one favored by Louis XII?

It was a temptation Rena found hard to resist.

Observing her inner struggle, Waylen smiled.

is yours

Rena’s heart, a

set foot in his

piano in his abode? Rumors had pegged its value at around twenty

departed, her presence leaving a lingering ache

untouched coffee, taking

his thoughts, Jazlyn entered the

dipped to

the auction house for

to acquire the ‘Morning Dew’

it delivered to my apartment in Duefron

was certain her

he just broken up

managed to regain his senses so

glance at Jazlyn,

challenge?” Jazlyn hastened to reply,

& Stay

the coffee cup, Waylen approached

dipped even lower, a shadow

into the financial records of the Moore

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