?<strong>Chapter 459:</strong>


    Elyse stared at Peyton as he babbled iprehensibly. She approached the bedside and asked, “What’s wrong with him? Why is he talking nonsense?”


    Before Jayden could answer, Peyton pointed at Elyse and giggled. “Like this one! She will drink with me!”


    Jayden smacked Peyton’s cheek, leaving him cked out again.


    With a stern look, Jayden reassured, “Don’t worry about him. It’s just the anesthetic.”


    Elyse’s expression grewplicated. Did Peyton often invite escorts to drink with him at nightclubs?


    After waiting a bit, Peyton fell back asleep. Jayden exhaled deeply, relieved.


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    He then turned to Elyse and suggested, “You can go home first. I’ll head home after Peyton wakes up.”


    Biting her lip, Elyse replied, “I want to go back with you.”


    In a serious tone, Jayden warned, “Don’t stay with me recently. The killers mighte back. I’m afraid you’ll get hurt because of me.”


    “You’re afraid I’ll get hurt, so you want to keep your distance? If you’re so capable, why can’t you catch them? I can’t even go home with you now,” Elyse said, feeling hurt.


    Jayden massaged his forehead, struggling to exin the extent of the enemy’s knowledge about him. He had even suspected that the enemy could be someone close to him.


    “Just go home first. I’ll have Driscoll pick you up,” Jayden finally said, choosing not to exin further. He pulled out his phone and called Driscoll.


    He didn’t feel the need to borate to Elyse; it would only make her worry more. Despite her concerns, she would be powerless to change the situation. Thus, Jayden believed he didn’t have to exin to her.


    Seeing that Elyse was visibly upset, Jayden looked at her intently for a long while and eventually relented. “Or you can wait with me and we’ll go home together.”


    Elyse sensed Jayden’s concession. She wasn’t sure if he genuinely wanted herpany or if it was merely apromise. But at least, for now, she felt less inclined to cry.


    The two waited for over two hours until Peyton finally awoke.


    Peyton yawned and inquired, “That was a good sleep. What time is it now?”


    “It’s nine o’clock in the evening. You had surgery for two hours. You had a bone fracture in your shin,” Jayden replied.


    Reflecting on this, Peyton remarked, “So I’ll have a holiday? That’s amazing!”


    Elyse, surprised by his reaction, asked, “Don’t you like your job?”


    Peyton responded, “Actually, I wanted to be a scientist when I was a kid, not a doctor. If you don’t believe me, ask Jayden.”


    Elyse turned to Jayden.


    Jayden responded with a hint of exasperation, “How would I know what your dream was? The only thing I’m aware of is that you desired an attractive escort to drink with you while you were unconscious.”


    Looking down at his shin, Peyton expressed his regret. “What a pity! I should be at a club drinking right now if it weren’t for this.”


    Jayden had enough. “No clubs. Stay here.”


    Peyton turned his face away, defiantly stating, “You can’t stop me.”


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