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A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 2431
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Chapter 2431 Her smile emerged.

“Leonel injured his hand. I'm looking after him.

It's sibling affection. You should be pleased, Dad!" Waylen wasn't buying her excuses.

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Just as he was gearing up to say something, Leonel approached, lifting a photo from the desk.

ANGELA'SLIBRARY It captured a moment from his past with Alexis.

In it were sixteen-year-old Leonel and Alexis, their smiling faces an unwelcome reminder of how challenging it would be to rekindle their connection.

The study was filled with a heavy silence.

Finally, Waylen spoke up.

“You two aren't kids anymore. If you want to be together, do it properly. Don’t mess up to the point that we can't even be family!” After his words, he seemed somewhat fatigued.

Alexis, the daughter he adored the most, and Leonel, equally emotionally invested, were causing each other pain. It didn't sit well with him.

A lingering silence hung in the air.

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Alexis grinned and said, “Dad, you're overthinking! If you're concerned, why don't you take him home now?” Waylen shot her a stern glance before making a swift exit.

Alexis escorted him to the door, calling after him, “Drive carefully, Dad!" Unexpectedly, Waylen halted in his tracks and turned around.

Fixing his gaze on Alexis, he said in a hushed tone, “If you genuinely care for him, then give him a chance! Alexis, Dad doesn’t want to witness you tormenting yourself. Instead of claiming you can’t forgive Leonel, aren't you truly struggling to forgive your past self?” Alexis’s smile dimmed.

Without further words, Waylen departed. Their children had reached adulthood, and as parents, perhaps they shouldn't meddle too much in matters of the heart.

Alexis leaned against the door frame, observing Leonel still clutching that photo. His voice floated across.

“Alexis, you still love me, don’t you? You've always loved me! Tell me." “Perhaps!”