?<strong>Chapter 108:</strong>


    A year after his car ident, Jayden, who had been pretending to be wheelchair-bound, had vanished from the business scene, slowly fading from memory. He maintained a low profile to gather strength and avoid his grandpa’s maniption, particrly after his grandpa exploited his marriage.


    Driscoll nodded with respect. “I see. I’ll get a car ready for you.”


    As Jayden fiddled with coins, he reflected on his ongoing investigation into the ident’s cause. Unable to pinpoint the culprit, he cautiously continued his ruse of disability. He got in the car and drove to a coffee shop.


    The waitress, noticing him, guided him courteously to a private room where Peyton and a man with gold-rimmed sses awaited.


    “Clive,” Jayden acknowledged the man in spectacles.


    Clive Yates rose and extended a handshake. Peyton, watching their exchange, quipped, “We’re friends. Let’s not be so distant, okay? Handshaking. Was that really necessary?”


    Clive maintained a smile but didn’t react to Peyton’sment.


    Jayden, bypassing Peyton’s interjection, got straight to the point. “My grandpa ns to use the Foster family’snd to create a newndmark.” He paused briefly before adding, “But I won’t let that happen. I intend to thwart his nspletely.”


    Peyton chuckled and asked, “Are you part of the Owen family? Does your grandpa know you’re opposing him?”


    “I’m just protecting myself from being forced into a marriage with someone I find repulsive,” Jayden responded. He then pointed to a map indicating a neglected parcel ofnd. “Peyton, thisnd belonging to your family was underdeveloped and unpopr. Your family paid a lot to acquire it, didn’t they?”


    “Yes, that’s correct. It cost billions of dors, and it seemed like a waste,” Peyton confirmed.


    “What if we could integrate the Yates family’s hospital and Bayzee za into this area? I’m also willing to invest in education, attracting prominent middle and high schools here,” Jayden proposed, his tone steady as he pointed out the locations on the map.


    Peyton immediately turned serious, studied the map intently, and after a long moment, he inquired, “Bayzee Group was on the risest year, focusing on business and entertainment. This parcel ofnd is fairly ordinary. How do you n to attract them here?”


    Clive chimed in, “Bayzee Group aims to establish the first business district in Watscar. Many are eager to coborate with them. If we could secure a partnership, it would revitalize this parcel ofnd instantly.”


    Peyton smiled slightly, intrigued. “I see your point. But who could persuade Bayzee Group to join forces with us?”


    Calmly, Jayden replied, “The head of Bayzee Group will be at the charity event in three days. I suspect my grandpa will also send someone to gather information.”


    Exchanging knowing nces, Clive and Peyton seemed to reach a mutual understanding.


    Meanwhile, Elyse rushed off to the studio for another round of tedious practice. In the afternoon, she was startled to learn that a team from the TV station would be visiting their rehearsal. The news brought Barnes to her mind unexpectedly. Could he be among the visitors?


    Trying to keep her emotions under wraps, Elyse joined her orchestra members at the door to greet the TV station’s team. Instead of Barnes, she saw Kaelyn and Theo.


    Kaelyn, a well-known host at the station, was expected, but Theo’s presence puzzled her. Were they here to unt their rtionship?


    With a subdued heart, Elyse maintained herposure and showed them around. Following the tour, a group of about seven or eight from the TV station took their seats in the front row of the auditorium, eagerly awaiting the performance.


    Backstage while tuning her violin, Elyse overheard an orchestra member whispering excitedly, “Have you seen the man shadowing Kaelyn all the time? He’s incredibly handsome. I heard hees from a wealthy family.”


    Elyse knew exactly who was being discussed and managed a smile. “Do you know who he is?” she inquired.


    “I don’t know,” her colleague admitted, clearly puzzled.


    “That’s Theo Ward, the only son of the famous Ward family,” Elyse revealed.


    The girl gasped, covering her mouth in shock. “Wasn’t he the fiancé of Elyse?”


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