A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love by Arny Gallucio

The two families enjoyed an amicable relationship, and Rena held affection for Harold, though their connection was not particularly intimate.

Rena stood momentarily dazed, her voice soft as she inquired.

“You’ve come to see my father?”

Harold’s gaze bore into Rena, a searing intensity sweeping over her from head to toe.

Adorning a short pajama set at home, Rena exuded a delicate charm.

Her arms bore an alluring tenderness, and her long, slender legs held an enchanting elegance.

A cascade of thick brown hair framed her shoulders, while brown round-frame glasses bestowed upon her a youthful aura, rendering her undeniably lovely.

She was beautiful.

Previously, Harold’s estimation of her had been based solely on utility.

Now, as a man coveting her affections emerged, having expertly navigated the Moore Group’s tribulations, Harold found himself scrutinizing Rena with newfound attention.

plain and indifferent, a captivating allure now radiated

once overlooked,

hesitated to part from Rena, a characteristic flaw often attributed to

said, his

struggled to process

perceptive intervention, the awkward atmosphere compelled him to intervene, gently asserting, “Harold, Rena

”

focus remained on

words deliberate, Harold enunciated,

I wish to converse with

”

faltered briefly, grappling with

retreated to her room and donned a

she said, “All right, we

”

the stairs, Rena’s arm was suddenly

&