A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Harold sneered coldly.

He had underestimated Tyrone!

Rena felt caught between a rock and a hard place. She was afraid that if Waylen really showed up, he’d be angry with her.

She couldn’t afford to offend someone like him!

Rena’s eyes darted around, desperate to find an opportunity to escape. However, Tyrone’s voice pulled her back to reality. “Rena, you have to take me to the hospital once we get out of here, okay? I need to have the wounds on my face treated. Otherwise, how can I go to work tomorrow?”

Rena rubbed her temples, feeling helpless.

Just then, there was a sound of footsteps approaching. Rena raised her head subconsciously.

Waylen had arrived.

He was wearing a perfectly—tailored suit, as usual.

As soon as he arrived, he ignored the four detainees and went straight to the officer in charge.

“I’m here to bail Tyrone and Harold out.”

Knowing who he was, the policeman handed him a cigarette and said politely, “Mr. Fowler, I’m sorry you had to come all the way here for such a trivial matter. The two got into a fight over some woman.”

Tyrone and Harold beat each other up for a woman?

Only then did Waylen’s sharp gaze shift towards the detainees.

His eyes landed on Rena.

Today, she was dressed conservatively in a silk shirt and a knee-length skirt.

But this kind of outfit made her look more pure—and more attractive.

Cecilia interceded for Harold. “That’s not true, Waylen. Harold fought with Tyrone because Tyrone teased him. They didn’t fight over a woman!”

Waylen tore his gaze away from Rena and glanced at Harold. “Is that so?”

“Of course! Harold loves me. Why would he fight for another woman?” Cecilia retorted, her hands planted firmly on her hips. Waylen ignored her and went through the discharge formalities. Harold was let out first. He went straight to the car.NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.

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Cecilia followed him immediately.

Tyrone, on the other hand, lingered and coughed awkwardly. “Thanks, Waylen. I have to treat you to dinner sometime.”

Then he was about to leave with Rena.

But Waylen stopped them. “Tyrone, you go ahead. I haveto talk with Miss Gordon in private.”

Tyrone didn’t dare to disobey Waylen.