?<strong>Chapter 442:</strong>


    After Elyse ended the call, Shaun’s car pulled up in front of a vi.


    “Sorry, I need to step out first,” Shaun told Darren and Elyse. As he said this, he took Tracy’s wrist and pulled her out of the car.


    Tracy put up a fierce fight, but eventually, she simply ran out of energy.


    Elyse stepped out of the car and looked around. She saw that the vi’s garden was brimming with roses. They were Tracy’s favorite. Elyse felt a twinge of surprise. She turned to Shaun with a puzzled expression, wondering about his feelings for Tracy. Despite his previous indifference to her feelings, Shaun appeared to care for Tracy now. Elyse remained quiet beside Darren.


    As they entered, Shaun kept a firm grip on Tracy as he gave the others a smile, “Excuse me. The servants have prepared some food. Please, feel free to sit down and enjoy the meal,” he said.


    Inside, a tableden with seafood dishes awaited them. Darren’s eyes locked onto the lobsters and abalones, and his mouth began to water. “This looks delicious. Can I eat as much as I want?”


    Shaun responded with a nod, “They are all special dishes from Liverton. Help yourself to as much as you want.”


    Elyse nced over the spread on the table, and a wave of nausea hit her. She held her chest, puzzled by her sudden difort.


    Shaun pushed Tracy into a chair, and as she attempted to stand, he firmly pushed her shoulder back down and held a piece of lobster toward her. Locking eyes with Tracy, Shaun stated, “Lobster is one of your favorite things to eat. If you don’t eat it, I’ll break your legs.”


    Tracy trembled and, with great reluctance, opened her mouth to ept the lobster Shaun was offering.


    Elyse watched Tracy’s forced attempts to eat, then turned her gaze to Darren, who was devouring his meal with enthusiasm. Elyse picked up her fork but felt the wave of nausea crash over her again. She fought hard to keep the nausea at bay.


    Meanwhile, Tracy, who was being coerced into eating several mouthfuls, noticed that Elyse hadn’t touched her food and had only sipped water. Tracy’s concern was evident as she asked, “What’s the matter? Don’t you like the food? Why aren’t you eating?”


    Noticing Elyse’s untouched te, Shaun chimed in, “Ms. Lloyd, what would you prefer to eat? I can have the chef make something else for you.”


    Elyse quickly dismissed the offer with a wave of her hand. “No, thank you. I’m really not hungry. Water is enough for me.”


    Tracy grew angry at the situation and red at Shaun, “Elyse is my best friend, and you’re just letting her sit here without eating anything. Are you trying to mistreat her intentionally?”


    Tracy’s usation seemed toe from nowhere and didn’t quite add up. But Shaun responded earnestly to Tracy’s outburst. “Ms. Lloyd, please, just tell me what you would prefer to eat. We can prepare anything you like. Don’t be shy.”


    Elyse held her stomach. Although she was hungry, the sight of the seafood just seemed to upset her stomach. After a moment’s thought, Elyse requested, “Could I have some fresh fruit, perhaps some cherries?”


    Shaun hesitated, then replied, “It’s not cherry season at the moment.”


    Tracy seized the chance to express her displeasure. “What do you mean? If my friend wants cherries, you should find


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