?<strong>Chapter 276:</strong>


    Jayden had long suspected that Glenda wasn’t Elyse’s biological mother. Otherwise, he couldn’t understand why Lanny and Glenda had always treated Elyse so poorly. Even his self-centered mother, who only acted in ways that benefited herself, would asionally show concern for him due to their familial bond, though her care disgusted him.


    Jayden’s frown deepened. He had a bad feeling about this. After all, Glenda clearly didn’t love Elyse, so why would she suddenly invite her to meet up at a hotel?


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    Jayden ordered in a serious tone, “Have my car prepared. I’ll go look for her myself.”


    Driscoll was confused, but he didn’t dare to question his boss. Without hesitation, he pulled out his phone and contacted another driver. Soon, Jayden was in his car, speeding towards the hotel.


    On the way, he was sick with worry, not daring to imagine what terrible things Glenda would do to Elyse. Jayden screeched to a halt in front of the hotel and rushed upstairs, only to find Elyse’s driver in a fistfight with a fat, middle-aged man.


    Now he knew that his hunch about Glenda was true. Teeth gritted, Jayden hurried into the room and discovered Elyse lying motionless in bed. Seeing her in that state triggered something in his mind, and all sense of rationality vanished.


    Closing his eyes, Jayden loosened his cor and slowly strode towards the middle-aged man. The driver, though not as physically strong as him, put up a valiant fight. However, the middle-aged man managed tond a few more punches than him.


    Retreating a step back, the driver spat out a mouthful of blood and called to Jayden, “Sir, it’s him. Mrs. Owen’s mother hired this man to rape Mrs. Owen.”


    The middle-aged man, who hadn’t grasped the gravity of the situation, still raised his leg to kick the driver in the gut. But the next moment, he suddenly found himself sprawled on the floor because Jayden had kicked him first.


    “Did you touch her?” Jayden asked in a bone-chilling voice. His bloodlust permeated the corridor. With a forceful step, his leather shoe pressed down on the man’s leg, causing thetter to shriek in pain.


    The man had no idea that he had offended someone he couldn’t afford to offend. He roared through his tears, “Fuck you! Do you know who I am? I’m a manager at Universal Records! How dare you hit me! You’re a dead man, asshole!”


    “The manager of Universal Records, huh?” A cruel smile tugged at the corners of Jayden’s lips. Eyes narrowed, he exerted more strength on his foot.


    “Argh, my leg!” The man’s screams echoed across the hotel corridor. After wailing for a few more seconds, he cked out.


    Having witnessed this cruel scene, the driver’s legs went limp, and he had to support himself against the wall to stay upright. ncing at the middle-aged man’s mangled leg, he almost vomited on the spot. Jayden had practically shattered the man’s leg.


    The driver had heard stories about Jayden’s ruthlessness, but he had never witnessed it firsthand. Now he knew that all those rumors surrounding his boss were true. The driver swallowed hard and spoke gingerly, reporting, “Sir, when I arrived, I happened to catch Mrs. Owen’s mother showing him into the room. She wanted that man to rape your wife and take some scandalous photos.”


    Jayden didn’t reply. He propped the tip of his leather shoe under the man’s chin and raised his head, studying his face carefully. Then he returned to the room. Elyse was still fast asleep, thanks to the waterced with sleeping pills; she had no idea what Jayden had just done for her.


    Jayden watched her sleeping figure for a long time. Finally, he scooped her up into his arms and carried her out of the hotel room. At the door, Jayden told the trembling driver, “I’ll send Tobin to deal with the aftermath. You can leave once he gets here.”


    The driver nodded respectfully, though he couldn’t stop his body from shaking. Jayden carefullyid Elyse into the backseat of his car and then drove her back home, where Driscoll and the family doctor were waiting anxiously.


    The doctor gave Elyse a general checkup and then announced, “She has overdosed on sleeping pills. While it’s not lethal, I’m afraid she won’t wake up until after tomorrow.”


    Jayden refused to ept this. In an ice-cold voice, he ordered, “Try to get her to wake up sooner.”


    Feeling the abrupt change in temperature, the family doctor broke into a cold sweat. He immediately did what he could to care for Elyse and then rushed out of the house.


    Now alone with the sleeping Elyse, Jayden quietly tucked her in and made sure she wasfortable. Then he sent Tobin a text. Tobin, who had just finished cleaning up at the hotel, nced at his phone and saw Jayden’s text.


    Once he was sure that no one knew that Jayden wasn’t actually disabled, Tobin went straight to Lanny’s residence. Lanny was excited but confused, wondering why Jayden’s assistant suddenly showed up at his doorstep.


    Lanny ushered Tobin into the living room and said respectfully, “Mr. Carman, it’s a great honor to have you in my house. How may I help you?”


    Tobin scanned the living room, but when he saw that the person he was looking for was absent, he redirected his gaze at Lanny and said, “Mr. Owen tasked me with delivering a message. He’s the one responsible for banning Mabel Lloyd from show business and pulling out her new album. If your wife and Mabel are dissatisfied, they should address their concerns directly with him rather than taking action against Mrs. Owen.”


    Lanny was baffled. He had been so busy over the past few days that he had no idea what had happened. But before he could ask about what was going on, Tobin added, “Also, Mr. Owen’s demanding an apology from your wife and daughter, Mabel.”


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