Mark’s curiosity piqued, his brows furrowing slightly.


    Someone from Duefron had sent gifts here?


    Mark’s expression remained neutral as he inquired, “The Fowler family?”


    The butler, his smile filled with unease, shifted his gaze towards Rena.


    Among the Evans family, everyone was aware of theplicated history shared by Rena and Waylen of the prominent Fowler lineage.


    After considerable contemtion, Mark issued themand for the servant representing the Fowler family to be admitted.


    A grand sight unfolded before them; 18 sleek ck Mercedes Benz cars and a staggering 88vish gifts, each thoughtfully arranged in pairs.


    Mark gestured towards the opulent offerings, his curiosity piqued. “What message do these exquisite gifts convey? Are they simple tokens to celebrate my niece’s return to the family or a formal proposal of marriage?”


    The servant, with a mere smile, silently affirmed thetter assumption.


    Just as Zoey was about to speak, Mark leaned in and whispered in her ear, “I’ve encountered Waylen before, Mom. He possesses both striking looks and exceptional talents!”


    Zoey found sce in Mark’s words, her nod confirming her newfound reassurance.Belonging to N?velDrama.Org.


    By epting only half of the gifts, Mark intended to convey his reservation towards this union, signaling that he had not yet given his consent.


    Through this act, he aimed to showcase Rena’s esteemed standing within the Evans family.


    His beloved niece, Rena, held such immense poprity that even the wealthiest family from the northern region hade forward with a proposal. Mark yearned for Rena to be the rightful and esteemeddy of the Evans family.


    Touched by this sentiment, Rena’s heart was deeply moved.


    What intentionsy behind Waylen’s actions?


    Later that evening, she finally found the opportunity to reach out and call him. However, before she could make the call, Waylen beat her to it.


    Rena answered the call.


    In a surprisingly gentle tone, he asked, “Did you enjoy your time in Czanch?”


    Rena nodded and responded, “It was satisfactory.”


    Upon reflection, without preamble, she added, “Please refrain from sending any further gifts to the Evans family. I’m afraid that…”


    “Are you concerned about being misunderstood by others, Rena? There’s nothing to be misunderstood. My intention was to propose to you today but your uncle rejected me!”


    Under the veil of night, Waylen’s voice carried a seductive tone. “What should I do? It appears that pursuing you has be more arduous, Rena. Would you like me toe to Czanch?”


    Rena shook her head and declined his offer.