?<strong>Chapter 477:</strong>


    Elyse could no longer bear to stay in the study and swiftly exited.


    Jayden, feeling irritable, realized he had again allowed his emotions to best him, directing his frustration at Elyse. Yet, he was powerless to stop it. His grandpa’s threat instilled a deep, unexinable fear in him. Did his grandpa suspect something?


    While seated, Jayden pulled a cigar from the drawer and ced it between his lips. Living with Enzo since childhood, Jayden knew Enzo had a keen eye for deceit, seeing through even the smallest deceptions. He bit the cigar, lit it, inhaled deeply, and slowly let the smoke escape.


    An hour had passed, and with it, his agitation had dissolved. With a heavy sigh, he stifled his lingering fears and wheeled himself back to the bedroom. Elyse was nowhere to be found.


    His face shadowed with concern, he descended the stairs to the living room and queried Driscoll, “Where is Elyse?”


    Driscoll, puzzled, responded, “I just left the kitchen and didn’t see her.”


    At that moment, the maid, who was doing the cleaning, murmured, “I saw that she left the study and headed outside. I think she’s left.”


    “Where did she go?” Jayden pressed.


    “I saw her leaving in tears,” the maid whispered.


    Driscoll, turning to Jayden, inquired, “Sir, have you spoken harshly to her again?”


    Jayden, his face flushed with emotion, was at a loss for words. He had been harsh with Elyse, but wasn’t she also at fault? Why did she persist in prying into his affairs?


    Jayden was exasperated by Elyse’s childish antics. He was used to her fleeing home repeatedly, but this time seemed different. Driscoll, feeling helpless, added, “This appears to be the first time she has actually fled. Usually, she just takes a walk when upset, but this time, I fear she may not return.”


    With no solution at hand, Driscoll could only offer a consoling word. “Sir, you must find her. She has apetition tomorrow.”


    Jayden’s expression grew stormier, questioning Driscoll’s usatory tone. Had Elyse not also erred initially? Prompted by Driscoll, Jayden set out to find Elyse, unaware that during his absence, the fourth email from Enzo had arrived, waiting on hisputer.


    The email read, “My dear boy, your actions have greatly disappointed me. As the heir I hold dear, you’ve squandered many opportunities I’ve given you. A disobedient child must face consequences. This time, your punishment will begin with what you cherish most. I hope you can endure until the one you love vanishes from this world.”


    Jayden was oblivious to the email, his thoughts once again consumed by Elyse. Hemented the troubles she brought him, although his actions disyed unmistakable worry and concern. Restless and unsure of his next steps, Jayden felt lost without any sign of Elyse.


    It was only when the bodyguard informed him that Elyse was at Shaun’s vi that Jayden, with a grave expression, made his way there. Upon seeing Elyse’s distracted demeanor, Shaun anticipated Jayden’s rushed arrival. After leisurely finishing his tasks, Shaun approached Jayden with a coffee in hand.


    Shaun remarked yfully, “What goes aroundes around. Mr. Owen, is today your day to fetch your wife?”


    With a hardened expression, Jayden coldly demanded, “Open the door. I’m here to pick up my wife.”


    Shaun arched an eyebrow, saying, “I’m sorry, but I spoke with your wife before you arrived. She was just done crying and didn’t seem eager to see you. Would you prefer to leave?”


    Jayden’s lips tightened, his eyes alight with determination. “Shaun, Elyse is my wife. It’s only natural that she goes back home with me.”


    “Huh? Why fetch her if you’ve mistreated her?” Shaun prodded further, teasing, “You’ve upset her to the point she fled. Why are you angry with me? Shouldn’t you be pleading for her to return?”


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