?<strong>Chapter 361:</strong>


    Elyse murmured softly, “It’s not as serious as you make it sound.” Seeing Elyse’s careless attitude, Jayden sighed in resignation. The elevator doors opened, and they exited, getting into their car. Upon arriving home, Jayden quickly sent Pearce’s name to Tobin, requesting an investigation. Jayden expected the search to take a while, but to his surprise, the report arrived in just ten minutes. After downloading the document, Jayden skimmed through Pearce’s background. Finishing his read, Jayden looked puzzled. “It’s odd. Why would the heir of the Benson familye to our city?”


    While sitting next to Jayden and watching TV, Elyse overheard his words. She asked subconsciously, “What’s going on with Pearce?” Jayden didn’t respond to Elyse’s question. Instead, he went into his study and called Clive. Clive was surprised to hear from Jayden. “Aren’t you supposed to be spending time with your wife these days? Why are you calling me?” Jayden inquired, “What do you know about the famous Benson family in Cambape?”


    Clive sounded confused. “I know a bit. Why do you ask?” Jayden, staring at the report, said, “Isn’t it strange that Pearce and Elyse have be friends? He approached her iming to be a fan.” Clive remembered seeing Pearce after Elyse’s performance had ended. He had initially thought he was mistaken, but now it made sense. “We haven’t heard much from the Benson family recently. They primarily operate in the new energy sector and don’t currently have any partnerships in our city.”


    Jayden tapped his fingers on the desk and questioned, “Are you suggesting Pearce came here just to go sightseeing?” Clive was silent. He took a long time to research a piece of relevant information from his memory. Clive then said, “When I was young, my parents told me that the Bensons had lost a son and had been searching for him for years.” Jayden choked on Clive’s words and didn’t know what to say for a moment. After pondering for a while, Jayden finally asked earnestly, “Do you think Pearce could be the lost son the Bensons have been looking for?”


    Clive replied, “No, I just recalled that story and thought I’d share it with you.” Jayden sighed. “I’ll temporarily assume that Pearce genuinely enjoyed how Elyse yed the violin and became a fan.” While on the topic of the violin, Clive added, “There’s something else you should know. The Bensons despise the violin and have never attended a violin recital.”


    Jayden was puzzled. “What does that mean?” Clive exined, “I’m not sure of the details. It’s just something that’smonly said in Cambape. I only know that their dislike for the violin is tied to that missing boy.” Jayden stroked his chin, feeling increasingly convinced that Pearce was simply someone who enjoyed violin music. Pearce likely kept his hobby a secret from his family in Cambape, which could exin why he traveled to Watscar. It all made sense.


    After ending the call, Jayden felt more at ease. He left the study and saw Elyse practicing the violin, following along with a video on her phone. Noticing Jayden’s improved mood, Elyse asked cautiously, “You’re not angry anymore?” “Sort of,” Jayden replied. He then shifted the conversation, asking directly, “Why didn’t you ask me to go with you to the cemetery?”


    Elyse exined, “It was a spontaneous decision. Pearce was there, and since you were busy, I epted his offer to apany me.” Jayden’s anger eased, but he still felt a bit upset. Noticing his difort, Elyse soothed him gently. “I promise not to do it again. Please don’t be upset. If you’re upset, it upsets me too.” She stood with her hands on her hips and asked, “I’m already upset. Do you want to make me even more upset because of you?”


    Jayden’s lips twitched. Was he really the problem here? Lanny and Glenda returned home and took a while to remember where they had casually stored the urns. After searching the ruins for a day and a night, they finally located the basement door. Once they figured out how to open it, they entered the basement and discovered two urns covered in dust. Lanny grabbed the urns and tossed them to Glenda, saying, “Clean these up and take them over tomorrow.”


    Glenda caught the urns and began dusting them off. As she did, a bitter thought crossed her mind, and she said, “Do you think I can bring these urns to Jayden and persuade him to let our daughter go?”


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