?<strong>Chapter 915:</strong>


    Jayden nced at Elyse and murmured, “I’m stepping out for a bit. I’ll be back soon.”


    Elyse, deep in slumber, didn’t hear him. He interpreted her silence as agreement, got dressed, and exited the room.


    Jayden drove off to the bar where he had nned to meet Edward. With winter behind them and early spring setting in, the melting snow cleared the streets, bringing more people out.


    Upon arriving at the bar and sitting down, Jayden left his drink untouched. Edward noticed and asked sharply, “What’s the matter? Lost your taste for alcohol?”


    Jayden responded firmly, “No, I drove here. It’s not suitable.”


    Edward smirked at Jayden’s self-control and teased, “Mr. Owen, what’s this? Turning into a model citizen? The Jayden I know never cared much for rules.”


    Ignoring Jayden’s refusal, Edward filled a ss with liquor for him. It was quite strong, and the potent smell of the alcohol filled the air, even though Jayden hadn’t touched the ss.


    Jayden raised his eyes to Edward, offering a detached smile, and asked politely, “Edward, what’s the reason for this meeting?”


    Edward took a sip from his own ss. Despite the deep vor of his drink, it couldn’t soften the icy look on his face as he said, “I underestimated you. You didn’t stick to our agreed n and instead handled Charlie on your own.”


    Jayden crossed his arms. “When an opportunityes up, we have to grab it. If we had just stuck to the original n, Charlie might still be alive.”


    Edward raised an eyebrow, curious. “How did you know so much about the Hudson family’s influence? Your cleanup was faster than I thought. Now, the remaining Hudsons are all over the ce. I heard from the Charles family that some of their survivors want to join them.”


    Jayden answered, “Isn’t that beneficial? Those who resist will reveal themselves, and those who agree will join the Charles family. Besides, the Charles family supports the McCoy family too, right?”


    The Charles family, who earned their wealth through gambling, wouldn’t havested without strong support. The state’s governor, Nn McCoy, secretly supported their activities, and the profits from the Charles family’s ventures also supported the governor.


    And Nn McCoy’s son, Edward, was one of those who benefited.


    Suddenly, Jayden remembered and asked curiously, “By the way, I meant to ask earlier. Does Elyse know you’re the governor’s son?”


    Edward blinked and shook his head. “No, she doesn’t know.”


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