?<strong>Chapter 576:</strong>


    “Seeking recognition, aren’t you? You want my downfall to fuel your triumph, don’t you?” Instantly discerning Corrie’s intentions, Brook scoffed.“But I refuse to coborate with you. Either proceed independently or follow my lead. I will never be your subordinate.”


    Having spoken, Brook shoved Corrie out and firmly shut the door.


    Enraged, Corrie repeatedly kicked the door, but Brook remained indifferent.


    Exhausted and frustrated, Corrie finally abandoned her efforts and left, seething angrily.


    Brook sat quietly on the edge of Jayden’s bed, arms folded behind his head.


    After about ten minutes, Driscoll knocked on the ward door, prompting Brook to stand and open it.


    Driscoll appeared with facial injuries and a swollen forehead. Despite his training and the etiquette expected of him, Driscoll’s eyes were filled with disdain and hatred towards Brook.


    Driscoll said, “Thank you for everything you’ve done for him. I’ll handle the rest.”


    With lips tightly pressed together, Brook said in a rasping tone, “Jayden is out of danger. Elyse is in the ward upstairs.”


    Avoiding Driscoll’s gaze, Brook quickly fled the hospital.


    Driscoll approached the bedside, holding his breath. He gazed at Jayden’s face for a prolonged moment before sighing deeply. “Did it reallye to this between Jayden and Enzo?”


    Jayden was raised by Enzo. Despite Jayden’s covert establishment of the Bayzee Group, Enzo, upon discovering the truth, meticulously investigated every detail about Jayden.


    On the surface, at least, Enzo knew everything about Jayden. Jayden understood Enzo profoundly, just as Enzo understood Jayden.


    Driscoll, having faithfully served Jayden and knowing both men well, was acutely aware of Jayden’s inherent kindness. Even though Jayden had absorbed all of Enzo’s teachings, he never considered treating others cruelly.


    This marked the fundamental difference between them.


    Enzocked kindness. He could eliminate Jayden without a second thought to protect his interests and secure his legacy, even though Jayden was destined to inherit everything.


    Reflecting on the situation, Driscoll sighed deeply at the unconscious Jayden. “Enzo exploited your generosity to orchestrate this trap. How will you confront this oue upon waking?”


    In the upstairs ward, Elyse was in poor health following the abortion. Though she slept, her rest was disturbed by persistent nightmares.


    For the fourth time, Clive was roused by Elyse’s anguished sobbing. He gently shook her from the torment and reassured her, “It’s just a dream. Don’t be afraid.”


    Upon waking, Elyse was momentarily disoriented, unable to distinguish dream from reality. After a few minutes, rity returned. Her voice wasced with pain. “I lost my baby. Was that a nightmare too?”


    Clive attempted to offer sce to Elyse, but he couldn’t bring himself to falsely im it was just a bad dream.


    “I’m sorry. If only I had arrived sooner,” Clive said, his voice heavy with regret.


    Elyse’s eyes filled with tears.


    At that moment, the ward door opened. Both looked up to see Peyton in a wheelchair.


    Peyton gazed at the frail Elyse lying in the hospital bed, guilt flickering in his eyes. Under their watchful stares, he grasped his crutches and slowly rose.


    Peyton approached Elyse with the aid of his crutches. Meeting her gaze, he cast the crutches aside and knelt.


    After a few moments of silence, Elyse asked, “What are you doing?”


    Peyton’s eyes were bloodshot, and upon closer inspection, one could notice faint p marks still lingered on his face.


    In a grave voice, he said, “I’m sorry.”


    Elyse lowered her eyes and replied softly, “You have difficulty moving. Even if you heard the news and wanted to help Jayden and me, you couldn’t. You don’t have to feel sorry.”


    “No. I’m truly sorry for everything.”


    With a pained expression, Peyton confessed, “I just discovered my father chose to coborate with Enzo. He agreed to work for Enzo and arranged the abortion.


    If it weren’t for Brook’s strong intervention, they would have also assisted Enzo in killing Jayden.”


    Peyton had just left the director’s office, the memory of his father’s words still fresh. His father, sitting at the desk, had expressed a mix of pity and indifference, “Who’s more powerful, Jayden or Enzo? I know Jayden has strength, but Enzo dominates him.


    If I don’t cooperate with Enzo’s ns, this hospital will cease to exist tomorrow.”


    The director, aware of his wrongdoing, had spoken to Peyton, “It’s Jayden’s fault. He fails to overpower Enzo. Otherwise, I would even help him eliminate Enzo. Enzo holds too much influence.”


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