?<strong>Chapter 529:</strong>


    Holding Elyse close, Jayden looked over at Dorothy and sighed internally. Now that her mission was over, she deserved some peace.


    Morgan was inconsble. She clung to Dorothy’s hand, unwilling to let go.


    Caught in a tough spot, the nurse said, “I’m afraid we can’t remain here indefinitely ording to the regtions. We need to move her to the morgue. My deepest condolences.”


    Morgan sobbed. “I’ll apany her.”


    Jayden gently stopped Elyse and said, “I’ll send a message to Peyton. He’s expecting you in the ward. You should head back there first. It’s not suitable for you to go to the morgue.”


    Elyse nodded, dried her eyes, and headed for the elevator.


    Turning to Morgan, Jayden said, “Dorothy helped Elyse discover that Lanny and Glenda aren’t her real parents. I’m truly thankful for that. Please let me help take care of Dorothy’s funeral arrangements.”


    Morgan looked at Jayden, exhausted, and said weakly, “Thank you, Mr. Owen.”


    Jayden apanied Morgan to the morgue and called the funeral service to arrange for Dorothy’s prompt collection. In the chilly morgue, surrounded by several other bodies, Morgan stood firm despite the cold that could have made anyone shiver.


    But she seemed unaffected. Standing by Dorothy, she pleaded, “Thank you for everything. Could I please have some time alone with her before the funeral home staff arrives? It’s been over twenty years since we’ve been together like this.”


    Jayden replied in a heavy tone, “Okay, I’ll head upstairs.”


    Morgan simply nodded, continued holding Dorothy’s hand, and remained silent.


    As Jayden left the morgue, the echo of Morgan’s cries filled the hallway, a reminder of his helplessness in this situation.


    Instead of heading straight out, Jayden went to the security room. The bodyguard assigned to Dorothy was already there waiting for him.


    He reviewed the security footage of Dorothy in the ward before the car ident. The bodyguard said with a hint of unease, “At the time, I was looking after Dorothy when she suddenly woke up craving a sandwich. She said she felt uneasy without eating it and insisted I go buy one for her.”


    He took a brief pause before continuing. “So, I left the ward to get the sandwich. It was then that the ident urred.”


    Jayden kept his eyes fixed on the monitor. True to the bodyguard’s words, Dorothy had woken up expressing a desire for a sandwich. Despite the bodyguard’s efforts to keep her in the ward, he eventually left to fulfill her request.


    At that moment, Dorothy was seen sitting up in bed, staring nkly. Jayden noticed that Dorothy was nearly falling asleep several times, yet she kept snapping back to consciousness.


    Ten minutester, Dorothy seemed to sense something urgent and rushed out of the ward as if nothing were amiss.


    The surveince footage confirmed that Dorothy had hurried to the hospital’s entrance. Upon seeing this, the bodyguard couldn’t help but sigh deeply.


    “Mr. Owen, how could Dorothy have known? How did she sense that her daughter was in danger?”


    “Perhaps it’s just destiny,” Jayden responded calmly.


    The bodyguard’s face showed remorse. “I apologize, Mr. Owen. I failed toplete the assignment you entrusted to me. I am ready to face any consequences.”


    “There’s no need for that. She couldn’t make it partly because her mission had beenpleted and her driving force was gone. You are not at fault,” Jayden instructed while pointing to the screen. “Please secure this footage and the video from the ident scene. Now, we need to deal with that murder.”


    “Yes, Mr. Owen,” the bodyguard replied with respect.


    Jayden then left the surveince room and headed back to the ward.


    Inside the ward, Peyton was attentively listening to Elyse’s ount and eventually let out a resigned sigh. “Life is full of surprises. I just hope Ms. Welch doesn’t take it too hard.”


    Just as Elyse finished her story, she looked up to see Jayden approaching slowly. She asked with a note of worry, “Where’s Morgan?”


    “She’s still with Dorothy in the morgue. She said she wanted to stay by her side,” Jayden replied, feeling inexplicably tired. He rubbed between his eyebrows and said in a weary tone, “Elyse, the funeral home will arrive for Dorothy in about thirty minutes. It’s up to Morgan how she wants to arrange the funeral.”


    Elyse nodded in agreement. “I’ll support whatever decision she makes about the funeral.”


    At this, Peyton interjected with concern, “Do you think there’s a chance Morgan might do something rash?”


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