Chapter: 921
The woman in the photo uncannily resembled someone she knew.
She looked exactly like Elvira when she was 22.
At that age, Elvira was pure and wouldn’t do anything bad.
Jazlyn explained, “This woman’s name is Mavis Lynch. She is 22 years old and a college student. Mr. Fowler’s law firm has been funding for a group of students for the past few years, and she’s one of them. Last month, Mr. Fowler offered her an internship in his office.”
Last month.
That was when Rena gave birth to Marcus.
Rena clenched her fists.
Jazlyn said affirmatively, “| am certain, though, that Mr. Fowler isn’t having an illicit relationship with her. But | don’t think this girl is simple. Her eyes are full of ambition.” ©
Rena lowered her eyes and smiled bitterly. “She must know who she looks like.”
After saying that, Rena stood up and nodded at Jazlyn. “Let me know if Waylen gives you a hard time because of this matter.”
Without waiting for Jazlyn’s response, Rena left the cafe.
When Rena entered the establishment, she felt as powerful as fire.
But now she felt as if hell had frozen over inside her veins.
It turned out that the happiness she had been feeling lately was just that, a feeling, which was fleeting and elusive.
Rena returned to the villa.
One of the servants said courteously, “Good evening, Mrs. Fowler. Mr. Fowler called and said that he would be home late tonight. We have prepared your dinner as per Mr. Fowler’s instructions.”
Rena nodded. “All right. Thank you.”
She slowly ascended the stairs, but she suddenly stopped midway and said, “Please come upstairs and help me pack up some things. | want to gather and box up Mr. Fowler’s gifts to me and leave them at the door.”
The servant dared not ask any questions.
At 9:00 in the evening, Waylen came home and saw the boxes of stuff at the door.
“Where did these come from?”
The servant bit the bullet and answered, “Mrs. Fowler asked me to pack up your gifts to her, Mr. Fowler, and leave them at the door.”