She chuckled softly.
âIf she decides to be mean again, Iâ11 handle her, donât you worry.
â
The two friends shared a few more lighthearted moments before Vera turned her attention elsewhere, wondering about Josephâs whereabouts.
Rena, a mix of annoyance and amusement, teased, âFocus on your own life, Vera.
Donât just keep an eye on me.
I promise, Iâm perfectly fine.
â
Rena carried on with her routine, studying and Living as she always had.
She held onto a dream of pursuing further education in Braseovell, where the renowned pianist Lyndon Coleman resided.
The mere thought of the pianist brought to mind the captivating melody of the piano once played by Louis XII.
Rena couldnât help but wonder if that very piano was housed within Waylenâs domain.
Would he actually allow her to play it?
Meanwhile, Waylenâs journey took him to Ypsila.
His purpose was clear.
It was to acquire the Morning Dew piano.
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Though the price was steep, Waylen knew Renaâs heartâs desire, and that was worth any cost.
Friday marked Waylenâs return.
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As he reentered the law office, Jazlyn promptly approached him, relaying.
âMr.
Fowler, Mr.
Moore wishes to see you.
â
Mr.
Moore?
Harold Moore, perhaps?
Waylen took a moment to refresh himself with a glass of water.
Sipping thoughtfully, he said, âSend him in.
â
He added, âAnd contact Miss Gordon.
Let her know Iâve invited her to see the piano.
Find out if sheâs interested.
â
Jazlyn, always perceptive, recognized the significance of Waylenâs actions and offered a knowing smile.
Soon after, Harold entered the office.
While Harold was well-bred and striking in appearance, he paled in comparison to the presence exuded by Waylen.
As Harold stepped in, Waylen remained near the window, his gaze fixed on the outside world.
Harold, who was 22 years old, was not as mature as Waylen.
He said in a hoarse voice, âI havenât signed the investment document of one billion dollars yet.
â
Waylen still didnât turn around.
Unhurriedly, he inquired.
âHarold, do you have genuine feelings for Rena?â