?<strong>Chapter 654:</strong>


    Elyse sat upright in anxiety. “Lowell met with Tracy when Dolores came to Watscar to see you. He was the one who sent her to me.”


    Shaking his head, Shaun said, “That can’t be. Lowell is self-serving and looks down on Tracy. Why would he send her to you? That sounds impossible.”


    “You don’t really know him,” Elyse retorted. “I believe Lowell is involved in Tracy’s death. If you don’t believe me, trust the Ruiz siblings instead.”


    Feeling chastised, Shaun turned to look at Jayden. Jayden nced at him. “Why are you looking at me?”


    Touching his nose lightly, Shaun remarked, “Your wife is quite the fierce woman.”


    Jayden turned his head with indifference. “That doesn’t concern me. She’s being fierce to you, not me.”


    Shaun felt a growing frustration with the couple. Jayden closed his eyes to get some rest. However, he didn’t forget to give a final reminder to Shaun. “If Lowell really killed Tracy, he might have nned to get close to her in advance.”


    Elyse snorted coldly. “Shaun has a bias towards the Ruiz siblings. Tracy can’tpare to them. After all, Dolores was his first love.”


    An angry expression formed on Shaun’s face. “This isn’t about favoritism. I simply don’t want to be carelessly pointing fingers.”


    Elyse’s anger red. “Oh, sure, Lowell is a good person and Dolores is a good person. Tracy is the bad one for taking things so hard that she ended her life in the sea. Is that what you want to hear?”


    Shaun felt his blood boiling with rage at Elyse’s words. “Don’t be like that. All I want is for us to be fair and seek justice, right?”


    Elyse rolled her eyes. “You’re saying you want fairness and justice for those two, right? It must be Tracy’s fault for falling for you.”


    An exasperated sigh escaped her lips. “Now she’s gone, with her body nowhere to be found. Pity her.”


    Shaun suddenly stood up and took a few steps forward, only to be stopped by Jayden.


    Jayden stared at Shaun, his voice icy. “Your tongue can be sharp, but if youy a hand on her, you’ll regret it.”


    Shaun took a deep breath, struggling to control his anger. “Tracy is dead, and I’m very sad. Why are you provoking me like this?”


    The corners of Elyse’s mouth twitched into a scowl. “You!” Shaun was red with fury.


    Tracy’s death had left him in a daze these past few days; he barely knew how he managed to get through. No one could understand his feelings after hearing that there was a high probability that Tracy was murdered.


    The closer he got to the truth, the more afraid he became. He feared that Tracy was indeed murdered and thrown into the sea.


    Elyse had no idea what he was feeling.


    Shaun had the urge to hit her, but as he raised his hand, Jayden stopped him.


    Jayden raised an eyebrow. “You can protect your own woman. Don’t me others for pointing out your mistakes. Didn’t you let Tracy die unjustly?”


    Shaun’s heart ached. He took a deep breath, said nothing more, and returned to his seat, putting on a blindfold to block out the world.


    Seeing this, Jayden turned to Elyse, hoping she would show Shaun some respect. It was clear to him that Shaun was not feeling well.


    Just as Jayden was about to speak, Elyse shot him a fierce look, silencing him instantly.


    Elyse red at Jayden before closing her eyes to rest. She felt utterly exhausted. The news of her friend’s death felt surreal. It wasn’t until she boarded the ne to Liverton that she truly realized Tracy might be gone.


    Elyse tightly gripped the hem of her clothes. Her instinct was telling her that Lowell and Dolores were behind this. She would make sure they paid once she found evidence.


    An hour and a halfter, they got off the ne and went to the hotel for a quick stop before heading to the agreed meeting ce.


    Upon entering, they noticed Dolores was the only one who showed up. Elegantly dressed and wearing high heels with red soles, she greeted them with a nce before fixing her eyes intently on Shaun.


    Supporting her chin with her hands, Dolores looked at Shaun affectionately, her ruby lips slightly parted. “Aren’t you busy in Watscar? What brings you to Liverton today? Did you finally remember me?”


    Shaun stared at Dolores, his eyes devoid of emotion, and asked calmly, “Where’s your brother? Didn’t Lowelle?”


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