NovelEnglishHe occupied the very seat from which he had witnessed Rena being struck by the plummeting chandelier, still in a comatose state.
With closed eyes and joined palms, Waylen offered a moment of silent contemplation.
When his eyes reopened, there was ruthlessness in them.
He remained seated, a vigil held from night until dawn.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs daylight broke, Waylen placed a call to the music school’s principal. “Mr. Hudson, it’s Waylen.”
Nelson Hudson was roused from sleep, his tone suddenly brightening “Hello, Waylen.”
Though cordial, a pang of annoyance echoed within Nelson.
Yet Waylen proceeded directly to his request.
“I’ve heard about your upcoming school anniversary celebrations with various performances. I have a rather unconventional request. I’d like my girlfriend to perform on stage.”
Nelson hesitated.
Waylen’s tone held a hint of amusement. “I’m prepared to donate 20 million dollars to sponsor the event.”
This time, there was no hesitation from Nelson
His response was swift. “It’s merely a performance. No need to talk money.”
Waylen’s smile deepened.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“I want my girlfriend to play the piano. I’LL also manage the stage design.”
Nelson readily agreed.
Stage design was a minor consideration. If Waylen desired, Rena’s name could adorn the entire venue. The offer wasn’t solely about the 20 million dollars. Nelson recognized the potential connections he could forge with the Fowler family.
Having concluded the call, Waylen departed discreetly.
The soft morning light elongated his figure as he walked away…
*
Waylen remained absent throughout the night.
He had anticipated Rena’s displeasure, knowing she had a tendency for a temper.
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