It became a battle of egos between men…
They not only sought to outdo each other in the realm of business but also engaged in verbal sparring, aiming to render each other speechless.
Waylen, being a lawyer, possessed a silver tongue.
Balancing the wine glass in his hand, Waylen wore a gentle smile and remarked, “I doubt there will be any formidable opponents in Heron. What do you think, Rena?”
Rena cast a fleeting glance his way, silently signaling him to tread carefully.
Leaning closer to her ear, Waylen inquired, “Are you concerned about him?”
In a hushed tone, Rena responded, “Waylen, are you intentionally provoking me? I simply ran into him at the banquet and did nothing more. There’s no need for you to behave this way.”
“I’m consumed by jealousy,” Waylen confessed candidly, his eyes burning with intensity as he locked his gaze with hers.
Overwhelmed by the prying eyes of onlookers, Rena’s cheeks flushed a subtle shade of crimson.
The smile on Tyrone’s face gradually faded….
Standing by Tyrone’s side, Zack held a wine glass and commented in a soft voice, “You see, no one can surpass Waylen in shamelessness.”
Tyrone slowly savored the wine in his glass.
The potent liquor slid down his throat and settled in his core, causing a discomfort that somehow mirrored his mood.
Gazing at the couple before him, he whispered softly, “I was mistaken.”
Zack failed to grasp the full meaning behind Tyrone’s words.
However, Tyrone himself understood perfectly.
When Tyrone pursued Rena, he never anticipated Waylen’s overwhelming obsession with her. Waylen, known for being consumed by work, had never treated Rena with much seriousness in the first place. Yet, nobody could have foreseen his current state of mind.
Tyrone knew all too well that he hadn’t been defeated by Waylen.
Instead, he had been defeated by the passage of time.
In matters of love, sometimes it was indeed a case of “first come, first served.”
Silently, Tyrone departed, just as quietly as his encounter with Rena.
No matter how lively the party, it eventually reached its conclusion.
With Waylen at her side, Rena remained untouched by others.
Once the festivities ended, Rena glanced at the illuminated numbers on the elevator and asked in a hushed tone, “Have you booked a hotel room? If not, I can ask my secretary to arrange it for you.”