A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

In a dimly-lit hotel room...

Rena Gordon passionately kissed the handsome stranger.

Earlier tonight, her ex-boyfriend, Harold Moore, announced his engagement-with another woman. Rena was so devastated that she got drunk at a bar. Under the influence of alcohol and the strange man's charm, she somehow ended up here.

Now that Harold was marrying a rich girl regardless of his four-year relationship with her, then she could also indulge herself a little, right?

Just as the man was pulling her clothes off, Rena leaned on the man's shoulder and forgot herself, murmuring, "Harold!"

The man stopped abruptly, and the lust in the atmosphere instantly dissipated.

The next second, the lights were flicked on.

The bright light made her squint, but when her eyes finally adjusted to the light, she saw the man's face clearly.

It was Waylen Fowler-the most sought-after lawyer across the country. He was very famous in law circles, and he was an elite with countless assets.

But most importantly, he was the future brother-in-law of Harold, who had just betrayed her.

Rena sobered up instantly.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She almost had sex with the brother of her very rival in love!

Waylen also pulled away from her.

Leaning against the wall, he lit a cigarette. After taking a long drag, he looked her up and down and said playfully, "Very interesting, Miss Gordon."

He flicked the ash off his cigarette and asked with a faint smile, "What were you thinking about just now when you kissed me? Did you want to have sex with me to make Harold jealous?"

Obviously, Waylen also recognized her now.

Rena couldn't pretend that she didn't know this man.

After all, Waylen was famous. She just didn't recognize him earlier because of the alcohol.

She knew that she couldn't afford to offend such a big shot, so she lowered her head and apologized meekly. "I'm sorry, Mr. Fowler. I drank too much."

Fortunately, he didn't make things difficult for her. After finishing off his cigarette, he stood up straight and tossed a coat at her. "Put it on. I'll drive you back."

Rena thanked him softly.

In Waylen's Bentley, while neither of the two spoke all throughout the drive, Rena would occasionally steal glances at him.

The man had an angular face and a perfectly chiseled jawline. Although she didn't know the brand of his shirt, she could see that it was very expensive.

Rena guessed that there must've been tons of women lining up to hook up with this man.

After a few minutes of silence, Waylen stopped the car in front of their destination. He turned his head slightly and stared at her slender and straight legs for a few seconds before finally handing her his business card.

Rena knew what this meant.

But she was surprised that he'd still want to sleep with her after finding out who she was.

Although he was charming and probably good in bed, Rena hesitated. It was a bad idea to get entangled with a big shot like him, so she said, "Mr. Fowler, we'd better not stay in contact."

Waylen shrugged indifferently.

Rena was indeed beautiful, but he wouldn't force himself on her if she was not interested.

So he tucked his business card back in his pocket and said, "Being conservative suits you."

Rena was a little embarrassed, but before she could respond, Waylen got out of the car and opened the door for her like a gentleman. She almost wondered if it was all just a dream and that nothing had actually happened between them in that hotel room tonight.

As soon as she got out, the car slowly drove away.

A cool breeze blew over, sending shivers down her spine. Only then did she realize that she had forgotten to return the coat to him.

When she was hesitating whether she should try to catch up to him or not, her phone rang.

Glancing at the caller ID, she saw that it was her stepmother Eloise calling. The latter's anxious voice sounded from the other end of the line, saying, "Rena, come back home now! Something bad happened!"

Rena tried to ask her about it, but Eloise couldn't make it clear on the phone and just pleaded with her to go back home as soon as possible.

As soon as Rena burst inside the house, she found Eloise sitting on the sofa in a daze.

Her eyes were red, as though she had been crying.

Rena looked around and asked anxiously, "What happened, Eloise? Where's Dad?"

Eloise was the second wife of Rena's father.

She couldn't help but break down at the mention of her husband.

"Harold is so cruel! When the Moore Group was in trouble a few years ago, you never gave up on him. Now that the Moore Group has gained its footing, he not only dumped you but even tried to send your father to prison! Your father is now in the detention center because of that ungrateful boy!"

After a short pause, Rena said in a low voice, "Let me talk to Harold first."

Although they had broken things off, they had been together for a long time. She believed that Harold wouldn't be so ruthless.

She dialed his number. Soon, the call connected.

Rena pleaded, "Harold, we've split up already. Please don't vent your anger on my father."

However, Harold simply sneered coldly.

"Someone has to be held responsible for the losses."

Rena still wanted to plead for mercy, but Harold spoke first.

"There is actually another way out of this... As long as you're willing to be my mistress for five years, I'll let your father go."

Rena's jaw went slack.

She had no idea that her ex could be so shameless. He wanted to keep both his career and her body!

Rena trembled with anger. "Harold, you make me sick!"

Harold replied playfully, "You've always known what kind of person I am, right?"

Rena gritted her teeth and spat, "I refuse to be your mistress! No way!"

Harold sneered indifferently. "Then you'd better hire a good lawyer for your father. After all, such a large amount of money will put him behind bars for at least a decade."

Rena shot back, "I'll hire the best lawyer in the country!"

"You mean Waylen?" Harold chuckled smugly. "Have you forgotten that he's my future brother-in-law? Will he really help you with the lawsuit?"

Rena clenched her fists so tightly, her knuckles turned white. She found that she had no way to retort.

Harold smirked and said, "Rena, I'll wait for you to beg me to take you back!"

Rena hung up the phone abruptly, too angry to keep listening to that man's nonsense.

Having overheard their conversation, Eloise cursed, "That bastard! Don't worry, Rena. We will never let him hurt you!"

Angry tears streamed down Eloise's cheeks. "But Harold's right. Mr. Fowler is his future brother-in-law. Why would he help us? Rena, there has to be a solution..."

Rena lowered her head.

After a while, she said in a low voice, "I met Mr. Fowler once. I'll try to talk to him."

Eloise looked at her in disbelief. She was a particularly discerning woman.

Only then did she notice that Rena reeked of alcohol. Seeing the man's coat draped around her shoulders, she guessed what had happened.

But she didn't confront Rena about it.

*

It was not easy for Rena to meet Waylen again.

In the hall of Sterling Law Firm, the receptionist politely rejected Rena's request. "I'm afraid I can't let you go upstairs without an appointment, miss."

Rena pursed her lips, regretting not taking the man's business card last night.

"When's his next available slot?" she asked anxiously.

The receptionist checked and said, "Half a month from now."

Rena's heart sank to her stomach.

Just then, the elevator doors slid open and a man and a woman walked out.

The man was Waylen!

He was dressed in a custom black suit, looking like the top 1% of society.

The woman, on the other hand, was unknown to Rena. She looked about thirty years old and was extremely sexy.

Waylen's eyes met Rena's, but he acted as though he didn't know her and escorted the client to the door.

He shook hands with the woman and said goodbye.

The woman said coquettishly, "If it weren't for you, Mr. Fowler, I wouldn't have gotten a cent out of my ex-husband! You have no idea how stingy he was with me after he got his mistress..."

Waylen smiled faintly. "All part of the job."

The woman then looked him up and down and asked, "Mr. Fowler, would you like to join me for a drink tonight?"

Rena looked at the beautiful woman and thought that no ordinary man could refuse her.

But Waylen was no ordinary man.

He glanced at his wristwatch and politely refused. "I'm afraid I have an appointment tonight."

The woman wasn't an idiot. She knew that he wasn't interested in her and was just polite enough not to say it outright.

She said goodbye to him, got in the car, and left.

Now that the woman was gone, Waylen went straight to the front desk and asked Rena, "Have you changed your mind?"

Rena visibly stiffened.

She awkwardly held up a paper bag and explained, "I came to return your coat."

Waylen nodded and took the paper bag.

"Thank you." Then without saying anything more, he walked straight towards the elevator.

Rena snapped out of her trance and hurried to catch up with him. "Mr. Fowler, there's something I..."

The elevator doors slid open as soon as Waylen pressed the button. Without hesitation, Rena followed him in.

Seeing this, he narrowed his eyes at her inquisitively.

Then he smoothed his shirt and said indifferently, "I'm not taking your case."

Rena fell silent.

It seemed that Waylen already knew about the matter regarding her father!

She lowered her head and asked softly, "Did Harold ask you not to take my case?"

Waylen looked at her in the mirror-like wall and smiled. "No. I just don't like mixing my private affairs with work."

Rena understood what he meant. If she wanted to sleep with him, he was more than willing. But if she came to him for anything related to work, she could just forget about it.

Her ears turned red from embarrassment.

But once again, Waylen didn't force her to do anything.

Although she was beautiful, it wasn't enough for him to sacrifice his principles. Besides, he wasn't interested in sleeping around in the daytime.

Soon, the elevator stopped at the twenty-eighth floor.

Waylen's secretary was waiting at the elevator door. She was surprised to see Rena with him, but because of her years of working for this man, she knew better than to say anything. "Mr. Fowler, your client has arrived," she said politely.

Waylen tossed the paper bag to his secretary and said, "Send it to the dry cleaners."

The secretary nodded and left.

Waylen lowered his head and started tinkering with his phone. Without looking up, he said to Rena, "Find another lawyer. And you shouldn't sell your body for favors. It's distasteful."

Then he walked out of the elevator just before the doors slid to a close.

Rena gritted her teeth.

What a hypocrite!

At home, Eloise was getting more and more anxious. Rena was under great pressure, so she decided to meet up with her college classmate, Vera Byrd.

Vera had gotten married to a rich man from Duefron right after graduation. Her husband had a wide range of contacts.

Left with nowhere to turn, Rena asked Vera for help.

They met up in a cafe, and Rena wasted no time to tell her friend everything that transpired.

Vera cursed Harold vehemently. After she vented her anger, she thought for a while and asked, "Did you really get a hotel room with Waylen?"

Rena blushed and stirred her coffee stiffly.

Vera lowered her voice and teased, "Rena, you're really something! Even those celebrities can hardly get Waylen's attention. There's rarely any gossip about him because he's so 'chaste'."

Rena smiled bitterly and changed the subject. "Anyway, I had no choice but to turn to you, Vera."

Waylen held great power and prestige in the upper echelons of society. Vera could easily offend him if she dared to help Rena.

But Vera was Rena's loyal friend. Using her connections, she quickly found out Waylen's schedule.

*

On Saturday, Waylen had a golf appointment with someone at the country club at three o'clock in the afternoon.

Rena went to the country club with Vera and her husband at the appointed time. To her great surprise though, Harold was also there.

She was quite stunned at the sudden turn of events.

Vera pinched her husband's arm hard and whined, "Why didn't you tell us that Harold would also be here? How can Rena ask Waylen for help now?"

Vera's husband apologized profusely. "I'm sorry, Rena! I didn't know, I swear!"

Before Rena could back out, Waylen had already seen them.

He was dressed in white golf attire, looking rich and handsome. He was so tall that he stood out among the crowd.

Just like at the law firm, Waylen pretended not to know Rena and only greeted Vera's husband.

Vera's husband was flattered, so he smiled back.

Then Waylen glanced at Rena.

Rena had smooth, supple skin, and she had deliberately worn clothes that highlighted her good figure.

The tight-fitting white T-shirt made her look energetic, while her light grey shorts showcased her perfect long legs.

And her long, wavy brown hair was tied in a neat bun, which added to her charm.

Waylen glanced at her long and slender legs and asked casually, "And you are...?"