However…”


    Rena’s gaze shifted towards the gifts as she continued, “I truly cannot ept these.”


    Lyndon locked his gaze on Rena.N?velDrama.Org holds ? this.


    The more he looked at her, the more he noticed her striking resemnce to Reina.


    The more he looked at her, the more she felt like kin to him…


    Reina had been married and had passed away and there was nothing Lyndon could do about it. However, Rena remained his daughter. How could he not take her back?


    He longed to provide Rena with the best.


    Lyndon paused momentarily before speaking up tenderly. “I have heard of your piano skills. Korbyn mentioned his desire to send you to Flirean for further study. I know of a tutor there… or I can teach you myself.”


    He yearned to make amends, to shape Rena into a renowned musician.


    His intentions were driven by a desire to bring sce to Reina’s spirit.


    Lyndon continued to express his intentions but Rena responded with a disdainful smile.


    Her gaze drifted downwards, fixating on her own feet.


    The nerve injury afflicted her foot, rendering her unable to drive, let alone pursue her dreams of bing a renowned pianist.


    Flirean, the ce of her aspirations, seemed out of reach.


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    She chose not to disclose these details to Lyndon, simply mustering a faint smile as she replied, “Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Coleman. I believe I can manage without it. Furthermore… If there is nothing else, please excuse me. I won’t apany you to the door.”


    Rena nodded at Eloise, Signaling her to see their guest off.


    Respecting Rena’s decision, Eloise collected the gifts and politely escorted Lyndon outside.


    Standing before the door, Lyndon refused to relinquish his efforts. “Mrs. Gordon, you…”


    Eloise’s smile was tinged with a hint of mncholy.


    She uttered, “I understand your intentions but considering all that has transpired… Ultimately, the decision lies with Rena, doesn’t it? You loved your daughter dearly and I can’t me you for that. But Rena…


    She is also cherished by me and Darren.”


    Upon hearing these words, Lyndon’s heart constricted with anguish.


    As twilight descended and bedtime approached, Eloise tenderly applied a soothing, warmpress to Rena’s weary feet.