?<strong>Chapter 506:</strong>


    Enzo looked at Jayden sternly. After taking a bite of his food, hemanded the butler, “Don’t just stand there. Show them out.”


    “Got it.” The butler nodded slightly and turned to escort Jayden and Clive out.


    As Jayden and Clive reached the yard, the butler couldn’t resist saying, “Jayden, you were raised personally by your grandpa. Don’t you value the family bond you share with him?”


    These words infuriated Clive, who retorted sharply, “Who’s the one neglecting family ties? Surely you’re not clueless.”


    With a wry smile, the butler replied, “He has no choice. He gave Jayden opportunities, but Jayden dismissed his kindness as worthless.”


    Jayden raised his hand to stop Clive from cursing again. Looking at the butler calmly, Jayden replied, “You’ve served my Grandpa your whole life. You know him well and understand his concerns. But that’s none of my business. I still don’t grasp why he’s so stubborn. So, it’s only natural that we would part ways.”


    The butler said coldly, “Do you realize what your fate will be after confronting your grandpa today?”


    Clive frowned, recognizing that the butler was trying to intimidate Jayden using Enzo’s influence. True enough, ackey would unt the strength of its master.


    Jayden gave the butler a look full of irony and disdain. “I shape my own destiny. My grandpa can’t control that.”


    The conversation ended there. The butler couldn’t maintain hisposure. After serving Enzo for decades, he lost sight of his own identity, thinking he was just an extension of Enzo.


    All young members of the Owen family respected him as they did Enzo, but Jayden was the exception. Jayden didn’t even respect Enzo.


    He had always been the outlier in the Owen family.


    Enzo admired Jayden’s talent but despised his attitude. The butler, on the other hand, disliked Jayden altogether.


    Thus, the butler made no pretense. Irritated, he stopped and snapped, “I must return now. Be ‘careful’ on your way.”


    His tone was tense as he spoke the word “careful.”


    Jayden had no interest in arguing with a servant and left directly.


    Clive settled into the car seat, his anger fading. He turned to Jayden with a serious look and voiced his concern, saying, “The negotiation didn’t go well with him, did it? I bet your grandpa can’t wait to eliminate you. In his eyes, you’re the ck sheep of the Owen family.”


    Jayden wasn’t shocked. Having been close to Enzo since he was young, he understood his grandfather’s mindset.


    Jayden shrugged and responded casually, “I didn’t follow his orders, so hebels me defiant. He wants someone to take over hispany and power, yet he fears someone forcing him out.”


    Taking out a bottle of whisky from the car, Clive poured a drink. “He was too sessful in his youth. If he’d ever encountered a setback, he wouldn’t have be this paranoid. Don’t you agree?”


    “Who knows? He’s just an old man trying to stay young now.” Jayden observed Clive sip the whisky and felt a desire for some as well.


    He extended his hand toward the bottle, but Clive intervened.


    Clive’s eyes widened as he eximed, “You’re injured and want a drink? Not on my watch!”


    Jayden responded calmly, “I need to face Elyse when I return to the hospital soon. I need the alcohol to give me courage.”


    Clive scoffed, “Elyse isn’t a monster. Why do you need a drink just to face her?”


    He secured the whisky bottle with a serious expression, firmly denying Jayden. “Not a drop while I’m around.”


    Jayden frowned and said, “You don’t get it. Elyse always seems mad at me. I’m really dreading her scowls and the trouble that follows.”


    Clive knew Jayden all too well. “Maybe if you hadn’t irritated her so much, she wouldn’t be so angry, right? We all think Elyse is really nice and kind. You can’t just me her.”


    Jayden reached his limit. “You call her nice and kind? So, what, that makes me rude and hotheaded, right? Aren’t you guys supposed to be my friends? Shouldn’t you be supporting me?”


    Clive crossed his legs, sipped his whisky, and smiled knowingly. “If all your friends just take your side, you might end up losing your wife. Do you want to be single?”


    Muttering under his breath, Jayden managed a resigned smile. “You’re harsh, man. Okay, fine. I can’t imagine life without Elyse.”


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