His fingers brushed against her face, a smile curving his lips.

Rena nestled deeper into his embrace, her voice soft as she probed, “Can you tell me now what’s been troubling you?”

Waylen was hesitant, for the darkness he faced was closely tied to her.

After a moment, he said slowly, “Rena, the chandelier incident in the theater was no ordinary accident.

I suspect it was deliberately orchestrated.

“So you suspect Aline?” Rena straightened, her long brown hair slightly disheveled.

Her graceful movements exuded an irresistible allure, reminding Waylen of the business they ought to discuss.

Nonetheless, he found himself captivated by her charm.

Teasingly, he remarked, “They say pregnancy clouds the mind for three years.

Are you an exception? Blame my high IQ for offsetting your intelligence.

He playfully touched her belly.

Rena scolded, “Don’t change the subject!” Waylen reined in

believe Aline may

man died at dusk, likely during a s@xual

her strong mind, couldn’t help but tremble, fear coursing through

her brow slightly and commented, “Aline is slender; it wouldn’t be easy for her to

must have used other

sparkled

aligned

of tacit agreement between them was too beautiful

as Rena was about to speak, Waylen’s phone

ID, he noted

gaze, he

voice lowered as he said, “The prosecutors found drugs

it contributed to

strong man like him wouldn’t be easily subdued

replied before

attention back to Rena, he noticed her

Rena?” He playfully pinched

Rena responded quietly, “I’m wondering whether Harold’s car accident was truly a coincidence or Aline had

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