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.

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

his plan

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

he grappled with his

through his

of

silence, his voice emerged

“You can go back.

”

coat, and began

nose tinged with red, and her eyes

Tears fell.

end before she could

choice lay painfully

the dense canopy of a tree, Harold’s elongated shadow bore

traced Rena‘s

that fleeting moment, he yearned to halt her, to declare

truly mattered

he

watched Rena’s departure, a silent spectator to her

&

found herself in a subdued

landed on

“It’s my fault.

anticipate your

”

head, embracing Darren, and confided in a soft whisper “Dad, I know

because Harold doesn’t reciprocate my