?<strong>Chapter 551:</strong>
Jayden set his empty ss on the table, his eyes glinting with derision and scorn. He didn’t buy Brook’s words. “So, why did you summon us here today? What’s your game?” Jayden asked.
Brook arched an eyebrow, feigning innocence as he replied, “Can’t I simply invite you to dinner?”
Jayden sneered. “Do you really expect me to buy that?”
Brook shrugged, maintaining his air of nonchnce. “I know you don’t trust me, and I’m not about to ask you to forget the past. But tonight, all I wanted was to share a meal.”
Elyse, sensing the growing tension, interjected to keep the peace, effectively stopping the confrontation in its tracks. Despite her efforts, Jayden barely touched his food before he made an early exit with Elyse.
Not long after they left, Corrie burst in, her face twisted with malice, her tone sharp as she demanded, “Didn’t you slip something into Elyse’s drink? Have you forgotten your grandpa’s orders? Do I need to spell it out for you?”
Brook, unruffled by her usation, continued eating calmly. “Who’s the fool here, you or me? Drugging Elyse’s drink to cause a miscarriage is something that can be traced back to me. I’m not about to let you make me the fall guy!”
Corrie took a deep breath, seething with a hatred for Jayden that burned within her, a desire to see him suffer. Only she knew the torment of waiting alone in that eerie cemetery, hoping someone woulde for her. She couldn’t let it slide! She was determined to tear down everything Jayden held dear.
Brook nced up at her, noting the fury that yed across her face, and remarked, “Jayden watches over Elyse like a hawk. Finding a chance to act won’t be easy.”
Corrie scoffed. “No matter how vignt he is, there will be cracks. They have no idea we’re targeting the unborn child. We’ll find an opening.”
Brook continued eating, remarking offhandedly, “I never pegged you as the obedient type, following my grandpa’s orders so doggedly.”
Corrie turned her gaze toward Brook, a sneer ying on her lips. “Don’t tell me you still have a conscience. Haven’t all the Owen n members already sold theirs?”
Brook nodded. “You’re right, we indeed have no conscience. But I must say, you resemble a part of the Owen n more than we do!”
Corrie arched her eyebrows, pride gleaming in her eyes. She didn’t take Brook’s words as an insult but rather as a badge of honor. If every Owen n member recognized her, she would have the chance to be one of them and bask in their wealth and power. This thought steeled her resolve toplete Enzo’s task.
Brook chose to remain silent. He didn’t share with Corrie that he still clung to a fragment of his conscience. He, too, wanted to win Enzo’s favor. But gaining favor meant causing Elyse to lose her unborn child. For the first time, Brook hesitated, even though he had been determined to act when he saw Elyse today. Seeing the maternal side of Elyse made him waver. He felt a pang of self-doubt.
Corrie crossed her arms, looking at the silent Brook, and urged, “This opportunity was hard-won. Once youplete this, your grandpa will hold you in higher esteem. Isn’t it power you crave within your grasp?”
Brook frowned, irritation ring. “I don’t need you constantly reminding me how to handle things. Just mind your own business!”
With that, he exited the private dining room, his expression grim.
After departing the private room, Elyse returned to the hospital with Jayden. Although Brook had invited them to dinner, the dishes didn’t appeal to Elyse.
She barely touched her food, enduring her hunger until they got back to the hospital, where she eagerly began eating the food Driscoll had brought.
Jayden was also eating. After a few bites, he asked, “Did you see Morgan today?”
Elyse nodded. “We had some matters to discuss. After our talk, we went our separate ways.”
As she finished speaking, Morgan entered the ward, looking distraught.
Startled by Morgan’s distress, Elyse asked, “What the heck happened to you?”
With red-rimmed eyes, Morgan shook her head. “It’s gone! That little vi has turned to rubble!”
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