However, thinking that Vera would also come, he agreed, âOkay, IâL call him.
â
A pensive shadow accompanied the end of the call.
Waylenâs fingers danced over the phoneâs surface as another number was dialed, a calculated request issued.
âCopy Josephâs phone card for me.
It might come in handy.
â
The following evening at 8 oâclock, an upscale club in Duefron became the stage for their rendezvous.
Within the lavish confines of a private room, the aura of opulence mingled with the heady scent of decadence.
The assembly comprised around ten companions, a tight-knit circle of associates.
Seated in a corner, Waylenâs attire, once again black, absorbed the dim light, his presence unassuming amidst the revelry.
At his side, Roscoeâs playful jests teased at deeper intentions.
âAfraid of the ladies, Waylen? Could it be youâve truly found a romantic connection?â
The words were half inquisitive, half playful, and Waylen responded with an understated smile, âIndeed, Iâve found a connection.
â
Roscoe was taken back and said, âIntroduce her to us, then.
Iâd love to meet her.
â
A knowing smile played on Waylenâs Lips.
Rena deserved tranquility, a world removed from this chaotic realm.
âSheâs likely tucked in bed by now, an early sleeper.
â
Roscoe, however, persisted, a teasing note edging his tone.
âAs your best friend, canât I even meet your girlfriend? Just call to wake her up.
â
Waylenâs restraint held firm, his lips sealed against divulging more.
In a timely flourish, Joseph entered the scene, accompanied by Vera.
An integral part of this social clique, Josephâs demeanor was deferential in Waylenâs presence.
Yet, an air of curiosity mingled with his humility, a curiosity rooted in Veraâs tales of Waylenâs interest in Rena.
But Waylen welcomed him warmly and addressed him by his name.
Joseph was flattered.
He believed it was because of Renaâs good relationship with Vera, his girlfriend.
In fact, he didnât expect that Waylen and Rena would really be in a relationship.
Although Rena was good-looking, he didnât think she could match someone like Waylen.
But according to Vera, Waylenâs feelings for Rena was genuine, and with that, the Gordon family received many benefits because of Waylen.
Joseph was a man.
He knew if a man was willing to pay a Lot of money for a woman, it showed that the man really cared about the woman.
It was a language of devotion spoken in gestures, an understanding Joseph himself held dear.
So Joseph attached more importance to Vera and wanted her to maintain a good relationship with Rena.
Everyone had their own intentions.
For 35-year-old Waylen, dealing with them was easy.
As the evening progressed, Waylenâs grace radiated in his interactions, a charismatic hub around which their camaraderie blossomed.
Amid laughter and clinking glasses, he remained a vigilant observer, his sobriety a testament to his enigmatic nature.
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By 10 oâclock, the private roomâs door swung open and a waiter said, âMiss Hanson, this is it.
Aline came in, dr@ped in a seductive black slip dress that accentuated her allure.
The sight evoked a momentary pause, a tension that threaded through the room.
Joseph looked momentarily surprised.
Why was Aline here?
When the atmosphere was delicate, Aline wanted to sit down, but she saw Vera at a glance.
Joseph, however, harbored a secret, a shared understanding communicated with a subtle wink to Aline.
Gathering her wits, she managed a smile, her voice tinged with apology.
âApologies, it seems Iâve taken a wrong turn.
â