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A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 908
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Rena shook her head and replied, “Mr. Kent has helped us a lot this time. | have to repay the favor.”

Hector acquiesced and exited the office.

At half-past nine in the evening, it was lively at the most upscale business club in Duefron.

After dinner with Mr. Kent, Rena was ready to leave. Hector planned to drop her home before returning for another engagement. They discussed business matters as they walked.

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Suddenly, Rena froze.

Beside the elevator, the door of a private room was slightly ajar.

They could catch a glimpse of the scene inside.

About five or six men were present, half of whom Rena recognized, including her husband.

Most importantly, all these men were accompanied by young women, and Waylen was no exception.

Though he wasn’t embracing his female companion, she was leaning against him tenderly.

He didn’t push her away either.

Rena simply observed them in silence.

Noticing her piercing gaze, Waylen lifted his head and locked eyes with her. The atmosphere between them became somewhat tense…

Inside the room, Dudley, the owner of a prestigious six-star hotel, was acquainted with both of them.

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As a witness to the awkward situation, he immediately extinguished his cigarette, hurriedly stood up, and tried to smooth things over. “What a coincidence, Rena. Don’t misunderstand.

We were just discussing business. You know Waylen.”

He extended an invitation for Rena to join them in their private room.

There were other people inside!

Rena would demean herself if she entered such a scene. Hector understood this, so he came to her rescue. “Mrs. Fowler, shall we head back first?”

Rena wanted to leave, but her limbs felt stiff.

She stared intently at Waylen.

The girl next to Waylen was arrogant and said, “Mrs. Fowler, you are quite interesting. So possessive of your husband like a shrew, yet you can’t even control him.”