?<strong>Chapter 357:</strong>


    After the shocking revtion, Corrie mmed her hand against the steering wheel in frustration. “Jayden, why did you lie to me?”


    Jayden, who had escaped unscathed from the car ident, had spread false information about being disabled for the rest of his life, leading Corrie to mistakenly believe she had to flee overseas for an entire year. Corrie couldn’t help but feel that if Jayden hadn’t deceived her, she wouldn’t have left in the first ce. She would have stayed by his side throughout the year. Initially, Corrie had given up on Jayden, which now fueled his anger and thoughts of harming her after she had merely discovered his secret. The image of Jayden gripping her neck and looking at her with cold, malicious stares sent a shiver down her spine.


    “He’s still a madman; nothing has changed,” she muttered to herself, taking a deep breath before finally deciding to leave.


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    Upon learning that Corrie had discovered his secret, Jayden immediately instructed Tobin to take action. He needed to threaten Corrie to ensure she wouldn’t dare expose his secret. Using Corrie’s parents as leverage seemed like a strategic move.


    With a n in mind, Jayden retreated to his study to resume his work. As the afternoon rolled in, he suddenly realized that he hadn’t received any spending records from Elyse on his phone. Hadn’t Elyse mentioned spending five million dors? Why hadn’t she spent a single penny? Jayden picked up his phone and, after contemting for a moment, dialed Elyse’s number. The phone rang for a while before she finally answered.


    Once the call connected, Jayden demanded, “Where are you?”


    A man’s voice came from the other end of the line. “She’s asleep. I’ll bring her to the parking lot and have her call you back.”


    Taken aback, Jayden realized he hadn’t heard this voice before. He inquired, “Who are you?”


    The man chuckled and abruptly hung up, leaving Jayden bewildered. A whirlwind of emotions swirled inside Jayden, eventually culminating in a fit of rage that led him to smash theputer in front of him. Startled by the noise, Driscoll knocked on the door. “Mr. Owen, are you alright? What’s happening?”


    Without a moment’s hesitation, Jayden stormed out of the study, his voice cold as he uttered, “Find out what Elyse did after she left today and who she met.”


    Driscoll was perplexed. “What’s going on?”


    “There was a man with her,” Jayden spat through gritted teeth. Conflicted, Driscoll’s eyes betrayed a mixture of emotions.


    Anger flooded Jayden’s emotions, and he couldn’t stop thinking about killing somebody. “She didn’t tell me that there was a man with her. While with the man, she even dozed off. And she even allowed the man to take her calls. What does Elyse think of me?”


    Driscoll scratched his chin and pondered for a while. Was Jayden being jealous? Driscoll had never witnessed Jayden being jealous before, and he felt grateful to Elyse for revealing this side of him. Clearing his throat, Driscoll suggested, “Mr. Owen, perhaps it would be better to directly ask her about this instead of resorting to an investigation. It would be faster and easier to resolve any misunderstandings.”


    “Misunderstandings? Allowing another man to use her phone—is that a misunderstanding?” Jayden retorted angrily.


    Perplexed, Driscoll failed toprehend why Jayden was so furious. After all, it was a trivial matter to help Elyse answer a phone call. Puzzled, he asked, “Why are you so enraged? Is her phone any different?”


    Jayden fell silent for a moment before responding even more bitterly. “That’s the phone I bought for her. It’s meant solely for her use. No one else should use it.”


    Driscoll pursed his lips, choosing to remain silent. In that instant, Jayden’s reaction reminded Driscoll of a childhood party held at the Owen residence. Jayden had gifted a toy to his friend, who thoughtlessly shared it with everyone, not treasuring it as Jayden had hoped. The sight had reduced Jayden to tears, and he had severed ties with that friend ever since. Reminiscing, Driscoll let out a sigh. It seemed that after all these years, Jayden hadn’t truly matured.


    “Prepare the car. I’m going to find her,” Jayden said restlessly, slipping on his coat as he prepared to depart.


    Sensing the urgency, Driscoll intervened. “Certainly, we’ll get the car ready. However, you don’t know her exact location, do you? Why don’t you wait for her to provide the address before heading out?”


    Jayden, stopped in his tracks by Driscoll, reluctantly sank into the sofa. The passing servants tiptoed past, fearing his reprimand if they made too much noise. Half an hourter, Jayden crossed his arms and closed his eyes, feigning sleep. He appeared calm, but the restless tapping of his feet betrayed his inner turmoil. Why hadn’t she called yet? Was she enjoying herself with that man?


    The phone on the table vibrated, instantly snapping Jayden out of his pretense. With a somber smile, he answered the call. Perhaps sensing Jayden’s foul mood, Elyse stumbled over her words and struggled to form a coherent sentence.


    With a grim smile, Jayden inquired, “Where on earth are you?”


    Elyse provided him with an address.


    “Stay there. I’ming to you,” Jayden growled, his teeth clenched. “And I expect you to introduce me to this man. I’ll treat him to a meal.”


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