?<strong>Chapter 1071:</strong>


    Elyse couldn’t help but roll her eyes. This guy had really lost his mind.


    They made their way into the living room, where Peyton casually tossed a piece of candy her way before sitting down. “Alright, enough fooling around. I’m actually here for a reason. I’m helping Jayden.


    There’s a war—two factions fighting, injuries left and right. Jayden needs people he can trust.”


    Understanding the seriousness of the situation, Elyse asked, “Who is Jayden up against? Who’s the enemy?”


    Peyton’s confident demeanor faltered slightly. He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. “Well, I can’t really say. It’s not my ce to tell you. Jayden will have to exin that himself.”


    Elyse’s brow furrowed. “Is this person so mysterious?”


    “It’s not about being mysterious. It’s just that you already know this person. You’ve met them before,” Peyton replied.


    Confusion swept over Elyse. Jayden’s enemy? And she knew them?


    Sensing her growing curiosity, Peyton quickly changed the subject. “By the way, I heard you won first ce in the Swan Cup. I even watched your performance online. You were incredible. I always knew you had that kind of talent.”


    Elyse smiled, surprised. “Thank you. I didn’t think you were still paying attention to me.”


    “Of course I am. Everyone is. I even bought tickets for the fourth leg of your tour, but it seems that won’t be happening now,” Peyton said, his tone helpless.


    Elyse’s face turned serious. “Why not? Even if I’m not there, the orchestra should still be able to continue, right?”


    Peyton hesitated before pulling out a newspaper and handing it to her. “Didn’t you hear? Your orchestra was attacked by terrorists.


    Bombs destroyed the concert hall. Thankfully, everyone was evacuated in time, but some were seriously injured. Even members of your orchestra were hurt. The tour has been postponed indefinitely.”


    Elyse’s heart sank as she skimmed the article, the gravity of the situation hitting her harder than she expected. Peyton tried to reassure her. “It’s just a dy, that’s all. It doesn’t mean the tour’s canceled for good.”


    Elyse nodded, though a wave of disappointment lingered. After chatting, Peyton excused himself to tend to the injured.


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