If that were the case, she might have truly been annoyed by this woman.
Rena was quite calm.
âIâm making coffee.
Would you like a cup?â
Elviraâs beautiful eyes sparkled with a smile as she accepted the offer.
âThank you.
â Then she walked into the study.
Voices then filled the air as Elvira and Waylen engaged in what seemed like a business discussion.
Rena, uninterested in their conversation, headed straight to the kitchen to prepare the coffee.
Considering their guest, she brewed an extra cup.
Just as Rena finished brewing and was about to pour the coffee into a cup, Elvira approached her, leaning against the kitchen door.
Casually, Elvira remarked, âI saw the Morning Dew.
Itâs the birthday gift I wanted when I was 22 years old.
â
Rena caught the underlying message in Elviraâs words.
She was insinuating that Rena possessed something she didnât want anymore.
Unperturbed, Rena smiled and asked, âThe piano is in the living room.
Would you like to play it?â
Elviraâs face contorted with surprise.
She hadnât expected Rena to be so composed.
Lowering her gaze, Elvira chuckled.
âMorning Dew, and the white dress you wore on Ceciliaâs birthday party.
Miss Gordon, do you know what it means?â
In response, Rena looked at Elvira innocently, her eyes betraying nothing.
sensing an opportunity, Elvira took out her phone and displayed an old photograph.
It depicted a young Waylen, 24 years old, and Elvira herself at 22, dressed in white, cuddling up to him.
They appeared like a perfect couple, resembling a prince and princess.
In the background stood the Morning Dew piano, publicly displayed at the time.
Renaâs gaze lingered on Waylen in the photo.
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He looked slightly younger, his features softer, exuding the charm that would attract more young girls.
When Elvira observed Renaâs silence, she wore a triumphant smile.
âMiss Gordon, you are merely my substitute.
Even if you resemble me, youâre still a fake.
Now that Iâm back, thereâs no need for you to be around Waylen any longer.
â
Taking a sip of her coffee, Rena maintained her composure.
Hmm⦠It was a pity the coffee was still too hot for her.