A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love by Arny Gallucio

Rena was stunned.

Harold’s wounded pride manifested as a sharp rebuke.

“Answer me.

” The hold on Rena’s arm turned painful.

She blinked, her realization dawning that Harold’s ego had been stung, prompting his unanticipated visit.

But what was their relationship? And why was Harold treating her this way?

Rena, resolute, sought to clarify the situation.

“What about you, Harold? What are your intentions? You know I harbor feelings for you, yet you persistently keep me at arm’s Length.

”

Harold gazed into Rena’s eyes.

Two youthful souls, equally impassioned, exchanged tense breaths.

After a prolonged silence, Rena’s voice grew husky.

“Before your inquiry, had you already considered accepting the investment?”

Harold stood taken aback.

Embarrassment etched across his features, for Rena had gleaned his intentions.

Initially, his designs revolved around forming a connection with Rena to secure Darren’s trust.

years, as the Moore Group amassed staggering debts, the blame would inevitably

however, his plan lay in

averted and Rena’s well-being seemingly safeguarded, Harold’s reactions had

purpose, he grappled

through his

glow of a streetlamp, Harold stood

protracted silence, his voice

“You can go back.

”

adjusting her coat, and began

chill, her nose tinged with red, and her

Tears fell.

before she

choice lay painfully

the dense canopy of a tree,

traced Rena‘s receding

to halt her, to declare that the

mattered was

he remained

a silent spectator to her fading

Join &

herself in a subdued

comforting hand landed on

“It’s my fault.

anticipate

”

and confided in a soft

Harold doesn’t