?<strong>Chapter 752:</strong>


    Edward’s response was a light chuckle, his eyes twinkling with apetitive glow.


    Outside the lively restaurant, a car had been idling by the curb for some time.


    Aarya, seated within the vehicle, peered through binocrs at Elyse. Noticing Elyse’s cheerful demeanor, she inquired with a grin, “Did Jayden really show up to watch his ex-wifepete?”


    Her ck-suited bodyguard responded with due respect, “Indeed. My sources also mentioned that he vanished for an hour at the concert hall. He waster seen getting into his car and driving off.”


    A sly, almost predatory smile yed on Aarya’s lips. “Fascinating. Any idea what Jayden was up to during that missing hour?”


    The bodyguard hesitated, then offered, “It’s unclear, but it’s unlikely he cheated on you.”


    Aarya’s expression cooled. “And why would you say that?”


    He borated, “Because his ex-wife seems untouched, and some people even went into her lounge during that hour.”


    A trace of shock flickered across Aarya’s features. “That’s unexpected. Still, the fact remains he attended his ex-wife’s event.”


    The bodyguard spected. “Perhaps he still harbors feelings for her. From what I’ve seen, he is a considerate and sophisticated man—concern for his ex wouldn’t be out of character, given his responsible nature.”


    Aarya’s voice was firm. “I know that, but I can’t allow him any emotional ties to her.”


    A sinister grin then spread across her face as a n seemed to form in her mind. “Maybe I can help him ‘resolve’ this lingering attachment.”


    After dining with her friends, Elyse headed back to her hotel room to unwind.


    As shey on the bed, thoughts of Edward’s words at dinner echoed in her mind, leaving her fraught with anxiety.


    Could Geraldine indeed pose a serious hurdle to her ambitions?


    After a lengthy bout of reflection yielded no rity, Elyse resolved to inquire about Geraldine’s past from Gavin the following day.


    Just then, her phone erupted with a ring.


    ncing at the screen and spotting an unknown number, Elyse promptly dismissed the call and burrowed under her covers, eager to forget the interruption and sleep. Yet, the phone insistently rang again.


    This time, she eyed the number, wavered for a brief moment, and ultimately decided to answer.


    With a trace of irritation, she demanded, “Who is this?”


    “Hello, Elyse,” the familiar voice on the other end replied. It was Aarya.


    The sound of Aarya’s voice triggered a rush of guilt in Elyse.


    Composing herself, she pressed on, “How did you find my number? Have you been looking into me?”


    “Getting your phone number was easy,” Aarya remarked casually. She then added abruptly, “By the way, I need to discuss something important with you.”


    Elyse’s brow furrowed. “What’s up?”


    Aarya’s voice carried a hint of trouble. “It’s nothing serious. I’m just here alone at a club, feeling a bit lonely. Could youe over and keep mepany?”


    Remembering Edward’s earlier caution, Elyse hesitated, then responded, “Sorry, it’ste, and I’d rather not go out. Maybe you should head home instead of staying out drinking.”


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