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A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 29
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Waylen was in a hurry for a meeting, so he hadn’t planned on staying long.

He gently patted his sister’s head with the document and teased, “I guess she’s not as materialistic as you, my dear sister.”

Cecilia was pissed off. “Mom, Waylen’s bullying me again!” she wailed.

Juliette, who was sitting in the living room, leisurely took a sip of tea.

Ignoring Cecilia’s complaints, she smiled at Waylen and said, “I always liked that Miss Gordon, but I didn’t expect her to be Tyrone’s girlfriend!”

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Waylen’s smile stiffened, but he wasn’t in the mood to clear up the misunderstanding.

“Tyrone’s just pursuing her, that’s all,” he said perfunctorily.

Juliette elegantly set the tea cup down and mused aloud, “Miss Gordon is gentle and kind. I think she’s a great match for you.”

Waylen shrugged. Because he was in a rush, he waved goodbye and hurried out.

Seeing her brother leave, Cecilia sat down next to her mother and said cautiously, “It seems that Waylen is still waiting for that special person…”

Juliette smiled knowingly.

“That ‘special person‘ is not suitable for your brother. They are not destined to be together. I think that Miss Gordon is a more suitable match.”

Cecilia looked at her mother in surprise. 1

Just then, a plan was hatched in her mind.

When it was time to get off work, Waylen received several dinner invitations.

Her refused them all and drove straight to a certain restaurant.

At 8 o’clock in the evening, the place was packed, and while they dined, Rena played the piano.

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Tonight, she was wearing a grey off—shoulder dress. Her long brown hair hung loosely at her waist, swaying slightly as her fingers danced over the keys.

In a word, she was captivating.

After looking at her through the window for about ten minutes, Waylen finally got out of the car, pushed the restaurant door open, and walked in.

He ordered some food and listened while Rena played the piano leisurely.

While waiting for his food, he noticed that some men accosted her from time to time. He figured that they were also attracted to her.

Rena refused them all politely.

During her break, one of the restaurant staff handed Rena a business card.

“Atty. Waylen Fowler, Sterling Law Firm.”