?<strong>Chapter 482:</strong>


    With a darkened expression on his face, Jayden asked, “I don’t even understand. What are you trying to say?”


    Peyton, dripping with sarcasm, responded, “You never loved her, huh? Gotta hand it to her, she must be an angel for putting up with you.”


    “You think so? Am I that bad?” Jayden asked with a forced grin.


    Clive rolled his eyes. “We’ve put up with you all these years because we love you, bro.”


    Jayden was disgusted by Clive’s sarcasm. “Come on,” he muttered through gritted teeth.


    Peyton, tapping his fingers on the table, took the topic seriously. “Instead of asking whether or not you understand Elyse, I’ll ask if you understand yourself. What do you really want deep down in your heart? Do you know love? What is love to you?”


    Jayden was thrown off bnce by Peyton’s barrage of questions. He had always been a quick thinker, but he was speechless at the moment.


    Clive, d Peyton was supporting him, raised his ss to clink with Peyton’s can of coke.


    Jayden felt betrayed. “Really? Is that how bad you guys think of me?”


    Peyton red at him with rage. “There’s nothing wrong with being like this. We totally understand you because you are our friend.” He gulped down the rest of the coke, making him burp again. “You will reflect on what you have done and apologize to Elyse tomorrow. Does pissing her off make you feel better?”


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    “You must be drunk,” Jayden said after a moment of silence.


    Peyton was so infuriated that he banged his hand on the table. “I’m not drunk at all! Truth be told, I me Elyse for falling in love with someone like you. No sane person would want to marry someone like you.”


    Just then, two waiters came in. One of them said respectfully, “Here’s the whiskey you ordered.”


    Clive was stunned. “You ordered another whiskey?”


    Jayden stared coldly at the two waiters. “I didn’t ce any order for this.”


    “Are you sure, sir? We came as soon as we got the order.”


    One of the waiters walked to the table, pretending to put the bottle down. Tactically, he slipped a dagger from under his sleeves and stabbed at Jayden. However, Jayden seemed to have expected it. He quickly gave him a hard kick in the stomach.


    Peyton, who stood close to Jayden and witnessed the attack, screamed in horror.


    The other waiter, who stood by the door, dropped his pretense. He slipped out his own dagger and stabbed Clive, who was nearest to him.


    It dawned on Jayden that they were hired killers. They were after him but were careful not to leave any witnesses. This exined why they had attacked Clive.


    Jayden immediately pulled Peyton up and stood in front of him to shield him from danger. He then went after the man who stabbed Clive with a bottle, smashing his head with all the force he could muster.


    The situation quickly escted into a violent struggle.


    Peyton, terrified, cried out, “My leg is injured, you should protect me!”


    Clive anxiously added, “I can’t protect you. Let Jayden do it! I only practiced kickboxing for a short period as a child.”


    Peyton pleaded, “Jayden, you have to protect me. I’ll learn freestyle grappling as soon as I recover from this leg injury.”


    “Keep quiet! I won’t let anything happen to you. You won’t die!” Jayden was charged up, staring at the two assassins with murderous intent. “Send a text to Tobin with my phone. Tell him there may be two corpses he’ll have to deal with today.”


    Peyton collected Jayden’s phone, then asked, “Why don’t you rte this situation to Elyse?”


    “Don’t you dare!” Jayden’s eyes turned cold. “She is a goddess who deserves to be worshipped and cheered by her audience. I’ll kill you if you dare to involve her in this filthy situation!”


    To him, Elyse was so innocent and pure that he couldn’t afford to stain her with the blood on his hands. She deserved to stand in the sunshine and live happily ever after, enjoying music and the scent of beautiful flowers. He’d rather handle the situation himself.


    Jayden’s stubbornness left Peyton speechless. He thought it was a good opportunity to ease the tension in their rtionship.


    Did Jayden get the wrong idea? Did he misunderstand him?


    “Okay, okay. I’ll only send a message to Tobin. I won’t tell Elyse anything about this.” He sent the message as promised.


    The assassin in front of them made a move. Seeing that, Jayden quickly grabbed a bottle and fought the two killers, who were armed with daggers.


    “Jayden, watch out!”


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