?<strong>Chapter 1206:</strong>


    Hardy paused, then continued, “Andstly, I know you’re far from innocent. You’ve already been involved with multiple men while your brother was away. In just one month, you were with eight different men. Don’t pretend you’re pure. The thought makes me sick.”


    Amanda stared in shock. “You investigated me?”


    “Naturally. Before agreeing to look after my friend’s sister, I made sure to do a thorough check. It’s just my professional habit and a form of respect toward you. Why are you so surprised?”


    Hardy gave her a slight smile. “Now, stop putting on a show. Watching you act is tiring. I suggest you find a man to help relieve you quickly. If that cheap aphrodisiac isn’t dealt with, you’ll end up in serious trouble.”


    Amanda’s face turned livid, her eyes burning with fury as if she wanted to tear Hardy apart, but he paid her no attention and began to walk away.


    He didn’t care who Amanda chose to throw herself at. His priority was safeguarding the rtionship between Jayden and Elyse. Hardy had no desire to let Amanda’s chaose between their bond.


    Hardy had just left when Amanda, somewhat hesitantly, knocked on the door several more times. Despite her persistence, there was no response from Jayden.


    Overwhelmed by a growing desire, Amanda made a decisive move. She urgently needed a man to relieve her escting urges. Without hesitation, she rushed off to reconnect with an old me. In the cutthroat world of mercenaries,panionship was easy to find. Before Jayden entered her life, Amanda had regrly engaged with a dependable partner. In their high-risk environment, where tomorrow was never guaranteed, traditional morals often fell by the wayside.


    Inside the room, as the knocks ceased, Jayden’s expression softened. He gently kissed away the tears on Elyse’s cheeks, treating her with the reverence of a true believer.


    He whispered reassurances to Elyse. “Don’t shed another tear. We’ll cleanse ourselves of this turmoil. Tomorrow, I’ll confront Amanda. I’ll help you get your revenge.”


    Elyse’s eyes, swollen and red, mirrored her agony. “Why is Amanda like this? What have we done to deserve this?”


    Jayden held her close, soothing her worries. “Don’t torment yourself with such thoughts. Malevolence has no logic; it’s driven purely by selfish desires.”


    As heforted her, he enveloped her in his arms, guiding her to let go of her concerns and embrace the sce of their closeness.


    He added, “Our immediate concern should be yourfort and my relief. Believe me, the torment of an aphrodisiac is far harsher for men.”


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