?<strong>Chapter 348:</strong>


    Elyse never really wanted to use the restroom. She rushed out of the ward and took the elevator straight to the small hospital garden. Upon arriving, she paused, unsure of her next move. Just then, she heard Mabel’s voice.


    Turning around, she saw Mabel at a first-floor window of the ward, shouting with a fierce expression, “Elyse, what are you still standing there for? Hurry up ande get me out of here! Do you hear me?”


    Elyse hesitated briefly, recalling that Glenda had told her Mabel was hospitalized after a suicide attempt. With a stern face, she approached the first-floor window, stopping at the edge of thewn. “Can’t you just be a little quiet?” she said coldly.


    “Cut your crap and help me out,” Mabel responded, pointing to the bandage on her forehead. Despite her pale face marked by a trace of viciousness, she challenged Elyse, “Are you really my sister? Why are you so cold and heartless? If you don’t help me here, forget about me being your sister.”


    Elyse pursed her lips. Her confusion cleared, reced by cold rity. She nced at Mabel and replied slowly, “I’m not your sister. Since you don’t like me so much, there’s no need for us to save our rtionship.”


    Mabel was perplexed by her words. “Not my sister? You just don’t want to help me out, so you said that? Fine, I ept you as my sister. Help me as soon as possible!” Her tone grew impatient as she finished speaking.


    She waited for a response, but Elyse merely stared back at her, quietly unaffected by her prodding. After a moment, she asked, “I have done so many things for you and helped you countless times. Have you ever appreciated my kindness?”


    Mabel’s patience snapped. “Your kindness? That’s what you’re supposed to do. You’re my elder sister. Shouldn’t you do that for me?”


    Elyse’s gaze remained calm, her heart void of emotion. “That’s not what I’m supposed to do. I’m not your sister,” she replied.


    Confusion clouded Mabel’s thoughts. It seemed strange to her that Elyse kept denying their sisterhood. “Are you really not my sister? Are you kidding me?” she asked, curiosity tinged with desperation.


    Elyse, no longer wanting to engage, turned and walked away. Watching her leave, Mabel felt a sinking feeling. Was what Elyse said true? Was she really not her sister? Then where was her real sister? Or was she an only child?


    As the realization dawned on her, panic set in. If Elyse wasn’t her sister and refused to help, she would be trapped forever. “No! No way, Elyse, you are my sister! You can’t leave! You have to save me!” she cried out, clinging to the window and catching the attention of several passersby.


    But Elyse had already walked too far away to hear her cries. After taking a deep breath of fresh air, Elyse returned to the ward, where only Jayden was present; Peyton was absent.


    Jayden patted the empty seat beside him and invited, “Come and sit here, Elyse.” Without a word, Elyse obediently took her seat next to him.


    “Have you made up your mind?” Jayden inquired. “If you are mentally prepared, I will ask someone to bring them here.”


    Elyse paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and nodded. “I’m ready.” She was still reeling from the shock that Lanny and Glenda were not her biological parents, yet her curiosity about her real parents lingered.


    Jayden gently touched her head and spoke in a rare soft tone, “Don’t be afraid. I’m here for you.”


    Looking up at Jayden, Elyse felt a mix of sadness andfort. She whispered softly, “Okay. Now Jayden was the only person she could truly trust.”


    After receiving the instruction, Jayden’s men soon arrived at the home of Lanny and Glenda to pick them up. Although the couple had braced themselves, the uncertainty still left them uneasy and worried about whaty ahead as they sat in the car.


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