?<strong>Chapter 112:</strong>


    Brook’s words confused Elyse, but she kept her displeasure in check. “No worries,” she chuckled. “I will enjoy it.”


    The smile that Brook gave her was grim and a little forced. He nodded once, then left.


    “Is he here for the Bayzee Group coboration?” Elyse asked when Brook finally left.


    Jayden nodded. “That’s right. Grandpa likes to maximize his profits in any way he could. So he is quite determined this time.”


    “I wonder who the Bayzee Group rep is, though. I didn’t hear news of their arrival,” Elyse looked around curiously but didn’t notice anything worth mentioning.


    “They must take every precaution,” Jayden pointed out lightly as he sipped his wine. “It’s no secret that people would be looking for Bayzee Group’s rep tonight, but I don’t think they would reveal their identity easily.”


    Elyse nodded in agreement. She and Jayden milled around for half an hour, but there was still no news of Bayzee Group’s rep.


    “Bored,” Elyse set her wine ss aside and said, “I need to use the bathroom.”


    “Go ahead. I’ll wait for you here,” Jayden replied.


    Elyse left the main hall and headed to thedies’ room. It was there that she saw Joanna, d in a slinky ck dress.


    “What are you doing here?” From what she heard shortly after Joanna left Enzo’s residence, she had been sent back to her family to be punished. Elyse had no idea what sort of punishment they could have dealt her, but she did know that Joanna would be released eventually. Even so, she was surprised to see the woman here of all ces.


    Joanna shot her a look of hatred. “You sure are lucky,” she all but hissed.


    Elyse pulled back with a frown, immediately on alert. “What’s that supposed to mean?”


    Joanna gritted her teeth and thought of her family. They had subjected her to hell in thest few days. Those people were monsters. They only cared about their interests and the glory of their family name. She always wondered what sort of glory could be had in selling their daughters for profit.


    The moment she returned to her family’s residence, she was stripped, hung by the wrists, and whipped. They told her she was being punished for her disobedience, for humiliating the family, and for letting another woman take her rightful position.


    Joanna seethed the entire time. No matter how much pain they inflicted on her, it would never change the fact that she didn’t want to waste her life away as a cripple’s wife.


    Fortunately for her, Brook had reached out and offered her help, provided she did everything he ordered. It was the only way she could be free.


    Elyse, I’m being direct with you. I n to marry Jayden, and you’re an obstacle. You need to vanish. Elyse grew rmed, scanning the room for anything to defend herself with, but thedies’ roomcked any useful items. “What exactly do you mean?” Elyse asked, stepping back cautiously, trying to buy time. To her horror, Joanna brandished a taser from her purse, treating it like a weapon. “If you cooperate, you won’t face much trouble.”


    Elyse refused outright. She dodged Joanna and attempted to flee, but her dress snagged on a stall. Joanna took advantage, using the taser on Elyse, causing her to copse. As Elyse struggled to rise, Joanna repeatedly shocked her until she lost consciousness. Joanna looked down at the unconscious Elyse, proud of her actions.


    How dare you try to go against me, you bitch! From now on, I will be the only woman standing beside Jayden.


    Jayden had been waiting for a while now, but Elyse still hadn’t returned. A nagging suspicion formed at the back of his mind; something must have happened to her. He maneuvered his wheelchair to thedies’ room and ran into Brook along the way.


    “Why are you alone?” Brook asked in mock concern. “Where is Elyse?”


    “She’s in the bathroom.”


    “Oh, I see. I thought you made her mad, so she dumped you and left.” There was a cunning glint in Brook’s eyes when he said that, but he didn’t continue the conversation any further. Instead, he turned away from Jayden and began chatting with other guests.


    Jayden’s temples were throbbing, and a keen sense of foreboding rose in his heart. He opened the door of thedies’ room to find it empty. He looked around but couldn’t see any surveince cameras. The thing was, there should be one outside every restroom door of this hotel. Were they removed from this area on purpose?


    Jayden clicked his tongue. It seemed that he had kept a low profile for too long. His enemies probably thought he had be a pushover. He sat in his wheelchair for a moment, brooding in silence. “How dare you,” he muttered under his breath, his voiceced with danger. “You must have a death wish.”


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