?<strong>Chapter 657:</strong>


    Elyse, unfazed by Lowell’s intense stare, scoffed and shot a look at Shaun. “You’re the only one naive enough to think there might be evidence left. In your time of desperation, they would’ve obliterated it all. What could possibly be left for you to find?”


    Shaun was taken aback. “How can you be so certain?”


    “My intuition,” Elyse said coldly, sparing no further exnation for Shaun. She then walked out of the room.


    Jayden shed a wry smile at Lowell. “Mr. Ruiz, let’s hope you truly didn’t leave any traces. Otherwise…”


    He left his sentence hanging, giving Lowell’s imagination room to ponder the consequences.


    Shaun stood in disbelief, turning his gaze back to Lowell. “Is Elyse right? Are you the killer? What really happened between you and Tracy?”


    Lowell shook his head resolutely. “No, nothing happened between Tracy and me.”


    Elyse left Lowell’s office and slipped into the car. Gazing out the window, she broke the silence after a few moments. “Do you know where Tracy was supposed to end her life?”


    Jayden, who had just shut the car door, paused before nodding. “I do. Do you want to go there?”


    “Yes, I need to see it,” Elyse replied, her face serene as she leaned back and closed her eyes, weariness etched across her features.


    Jayden remained silent, instructing the driver to head to their new destination just as Shaun caught up with them.


    Shaun quickly opened the back door and asked, “Where are you guys heading? I’lle along.”


    Jayden nced at Elyse, who remained silent, and answered, “We’re going to the cliff where Tracy fell. Do you have the courage to face it?”


    Shaun was taken aback, pain flickering in his eyes. He still struggled to ept Tracy’s death and feared confronting the ce where she had gone missing.


    After a long pause, Shaun said hesitantly, “Let’s go. I need to see it myself.”


    Elyse spoke softly. “If you can’t handle it, you don’t have toe.”


    Shaun, his face clouded with sorrow, replied, “No, I have to.”


    Elyse didn’t respond further, tightly closing her eyes and retreating into silence.


    Liverton was a sprawling ce. Once they left downtown, it took another hour to reach the cliff.


    Elyse stepped out of the car, immediately greeted by a fierce gust of wind. She tightened her coat, but the wind still whipped her long hair into a frenzy.


    Scanning her surroundings with a stern expression, she walked over to Jayden and dered firmly, “This isn’t a good spot for a cliff jump.”


    Jayden raised an eyebrow. “And why not?”


    “The wind here is too strong,” Elyse exined. “If I were to take my life, I’d choose a serene, calm ce to end it.”


    Shaun, shutting the car door with a sigh, said, “Are you just making excuses because you can’t handle Tracy’s death?”


    Elyse snapped back. “I’m saying she didn’t jump off the cliff voluntarily. She was forced, maybe pushed, just like being thrown into the sea.”


    Shaun sighed again. “Are you still suspecting Lowell and Dolores? There’s no evidence to back that up.”


    Elyse red at Shaun, her voice sharp with anger. “You’re biased towards them, so I never expected you to understand. But I’m certain those two are behind this. Tracy would nevermit suicide by jumping off a cliff.”


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