?<strong>Chapter 1127:</strong>


    Anthony held his head, feeling a sharp headacheing on. Overwhelmed with confusion, he asked, “Dad, what’s going on? One moment, you won’t sell the violin, and the next, you’re turning the house upside down. What’s bothering you?”


    George didn’t respond to Anthony’s questions.


    Realizing his father’s reluctance to discuss it, Anthony gave up on getting an exnation. “Fine, have it your way. I’m closing the shop down for the day, so I might as well stick around and deal with your craziness.”


    In the car, Elyse kept ncing back asionally. Eventually, she couldn’t take it anymore. “Stop looking at me like that,” she said. “You make me feel like a cruel viin who’s abandoned a helpless animal.”


    “You’re a viin, a really mean viin! Why won’t you ride in the back with me?” Edward sulked, moaning as though he had been greatly wronged.


    Elyse smirked. She had long figured out Edward’s tricks. “So, how should I make it up to you?” she asked calmly.


    “Grill me some steak,” Edward asked without hesitation.


    Jaydenughed even louder this time while Elyse kept her cool.


    “Alright, but I’ve never grilled anything before. Don’t me me if it’s a disaster.”


    Edward’s face lit up with delight. “I love everything you cook. I’ll eat as much as you make,” he said joyfully.


    Jayden teased him further, “Just don’t explode from eating too much.”


    Edward’sughter rang out, tinged with bitterness. “You’re just jealous because you can’t have it. If I were you, I’d zip it and fall in line. Remember, Elyse didn’t promise to whip up a barbecue feast for you.”


    Jayden’s lips curled into a cold smirk. Who said he couldn’t have it? Even if denied, he’d find a way. How could he possibly miss out on the food his wife cooked?


    As they pulled into the ranch, the owner and her husband stood waiting in the parking lot.


    “Sweetie,e here! I’ve got a treat ready for you,” the ranch owner called out, waving enthusiastically from afar.


    Elyse bounded out of the car, rushing toward her with a spring in her step.


    After embracing Elyse warmly, the ranch owner gestured to her husband. “This is my better half. Just call him Ken.”


    Elyse cocked her head, eyes twinkling with curiosity. “You haven’t told me your name yet.”


    “Linda! I’m the ever-cheerful Linda,” she giggled, yfully ducking into Ken’s arms.


    Ken enveloped Linda in a tender embrace, his eyes brimming with adoration. Their happiness was palpable.


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