A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love - Chapter 1384

Chapter: 1384

Waylen’s eyes slitted, his anticipation for the next encounter with Rena palpable. He yearned to possess her, by any means necessary, to bring his dream to a close and finally take her home.

Fueled by ten years of rigorous training, Waylen executed his plans unflinchingly, fulfilling his objectives that day.

Four o’clock in the afternoon arrived.

As appointed, Darren entered a club and pushed open the door to the private room.

Waylen sat alone, a formidable stack of documents before him. His demeanor exuded an air of aloof professionalism, a stark departure from the affable young man of the previous night.

A fleeting smile graced Darren’s lips as he inquired. “Mr. Fowler, is there something significant you wish to discuss?”

Waylen lifted his gaze.

In an instant, his expression shifted, warmth and geniality sweeping over his features once more.

Standing, he greeted with a smile. “Mr. Gordon, you can call me Waylen. I have a matter I’d like to discuss with you. My apologies for intruding.”

 

Darren was no fool.

He approached with a congenial smile, engaging in small talk to test the waters.

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They settled into their seats. Waylen cut to the chase, his smile unwavering. “There’s financial information pertaining to the Moore Group. As the Chief Financial Officer, I trust you’re well-acquainted with the details. And I… I share a close connection with Rena. She holds affection for Harold, quite devotedly. So I wish to assist the Moore Group.”

Hearing this, Darren was taken aback.

No man in his right mind could be this naive.

Darren had heard of the emerging legal talent before him, and he perceived Waylen as brash. Though he believed Waylen had feelings for Rena, the notion of Waylen aiding his rival in Love was inconceivable. Either he was mistaken, or Waylen was operating outside the bounds of normalcy.

While inwardly shocked, Darren maintained his composure, sipping his tea with calculated ease.

Smiling cordially, he offered, “Waylen, you shouldn’t go to such lengths.”

Waylen slid another document forward.

“I intend to invest one billion dollars in the Moore Group. However, there’s a stipulation. You must depart from the Moore Group and join the Fowler Group.”

Darren’s surprise was evident.

One billion dollars. Waylen was prepared to spend such an exorbitant sum on him, an aging executive?