?<strong>Chapter 568:</strong>


    When Tobin spotted Lanny, a flicker of surprise lit up his eyes. He turned to Jayden, excitementcing his voice. “Mr. Owen, you were spot-on. You said Lanny wouldn’t wait too long to make his move, and here he is.”


    Jayden, a cigarette dangling from his lips, nodded with a knowing smirk. “Of course. Morgan’s memory is back. There’s no way Lanny can stand that. He’ll be desperate to silence her before she spills the beans.”


    Jayden sent a message to Morgan, alerting her that Lanny had taken the bait. “Time to roll,” he typed, eyes narrowing in concentration.


    Morgan’s reply was swift. “Got it.” Momentster, she emerged from the building.


    Lanny, in a restless search, spotted Morgan almost immediately. He lowered his head and began tailing her at a cautious distance.


    Jayden, watching the scene unfold from a distance, said calmly, “Send our guys to shadow them. Once Morgan makes her move, we nab Lanny.”


    Morgan continued ording to n, weaving through the city until she finally returned home an hourter.


    Lanny, who had been near the apartmentplex all day, understood that Morgan’s hour-long outing at this hour was his only opportunity to take action on another day.


    Frustrated, he lingered until dusk before slinking away, defeated.


    Jayden, confident in his arrangement, ensured Morgan had round-the-clock protection before heading back to thepany.


    Just as he stepped into his office, he was met by an unexpected visitor. To his surprise, it was a familiar face—an old partner who frequently coborated with the Owen Group on various projects.


    Jayden’s eyebrows shot up in surprise as he greeted the familiar face. The partner quickly exined his intention: he wanted to sever ties with the Owen Group and coborate with Jayden’spany instead.


    This news was a wee surprise.


    Since Jayden had cut ties with the Owens, hispany had faced relentless pressure. The Owen Group had made it clear that any association with Jayden would be cklisted.


    Despite the Bayzee Group’s meteoric rise, the Owen Group’s century-old legacy remained unshakable. The warning from the high office was to be taken seriously.


    Even investors who were optimistic about the Bayzee Group didn’t dare to act rashly.


    In the sleek reception room of Bayzee Group, Jayden leaned back in his chair, eyes glinting with curiosity. “The Owen Group has warned others not to partner with me. Aren’t you worried they might retaliate if you choose to work with me?”


    The man chuckled, a confident smile spreading across his face. “Money isn’t my concern. My passion lies in investing in ventures I believe in.


    Honestly, the Owen Group has seemed quite erratictely. Their financial reports may show profits, but I sense a growing instability.”


    Jayden grinned and extended his hand. Their handshake sealed a silent agreement of mutual confidence.


    Within the hour, news of this new deal reached the Owen Group: an investor, previously aligned with them, had approached Jayden for a partnership on new projects.


    The project department quickly dispatched someone to investigate. They discovered the investor’s reasoning—he believed Bayzee Group was a more sensible investment. For the Owen Group, the investor had no ns at the moment.


    The news reached Enzo quickly.


    Enzo sat in his study, cradling a cup of hot tea. He spoke to his butler with a calm resignation. “What I feared most is happening. Jayden, even after cutting ties with us, remains a formidable force. It’s only natural that people are drawn to his capabilities.”


    The butler’s face hardened. “You nurtured Jayden, and this is how he repays you? Such ingratitude! He seems to have forgotten all the good you’ve done for him.”


    Enzo waved a dismissive hand. “It’s irrelevant now. Jayden made his choice. I have fulfilled my duties to the Owen n.”


    The butler frowned deeply. “But sir, are you truly willing to let this go? Jayden has never shown the slightest respect or loyalty to the Owen n.”


    Enzo nodded solemnly. “You’re right. While I understand his sentiments, I cannot ept his betrayal of his roots.”


    After a moment of contemtion, Enzo addressed the butler. “Summon Brook and Corrie. Since Jayden has severed his ties with my n, there’s no need to preserve his progeny.”


    The butler squinted his eyes. “I’ve been coordinating with Corrie. They’ve been looking for the right moment.”


    “Send more men tomorrow,” Enzo instructed, his voice devoid of emotion. “We must ensure the n seeds.” His calm demeanor belied the gravity of his order: to kill Elyse’s unborn child.


    Understanding the weight of Enzo’s words, the butler nodded. “I’ll make sure they act swiftly. You won’t have to wait long.”


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