He occupied the very seat from which he had witnessed Rena being struck by the plummeting chandelier, still in a comatose state.

With closed eyes and joined palms, Waylen offered a moment of silent contemplation.

When his eyes reopened, there was ruthlessness in them.

He remained seated, a vigil held from night until dawn.

As daylight broke, Waylen placed a call to the music school’s principal.

“Mr.

Hudson, it’s Waylen.

Nelson Hudson was roused from sleep, his tone suddenly brightening “Hello, Waylen.

Though cordial, a pang of annoyance echoed within Nelson.

directly to

about your upcoming school

have a rather

like my girlfriend

Nelson hesitated.

tone held a hint

prepared to donate 20 million dollars to

was

His response was swift.

“It’s merely a performance.

to talk

Waylen’s smile deepened.

girlfriend to

also manage

Nelson readily agreed.

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