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Elyse likely understood why Abram disliked her. It was all about Vicky taking the spotlight.
Despite understanding, Elyse felt wronged. Tears in her eyes, Elyse exclaimed, “If Abram can’t stand me, he can
pushaside, but why fire me? Playing the violin is my dream.”
Jayden, stroking his chin thoughtfully, responded, “I doubt that orchestra is where your dreams are realized.
There are other ways to pursue your dreams.”
Elyse, lifting her face from her hands tearfully asked, “What other way is there?”
“Ill set up a solo performance for you,” Jayden offered.
Frustrated, Elyse retorted, “I'm not well-known. How am | supposed to qualify for a solo performance?”
Handing her a tissue, Jayden reassured her, “Look, | have the means to support whatever you want to pursue.
Don’t limit your future to just that orchestra.”
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Trying to smile through her tears, Elyse replied, “Playing the violin is all I know. If I have no chance to play, I'm
lost.”
Jayden, distractedly nodding, ladled ssoup and gently urged Elyse to eat. “Don’t sell yourself short. You can
be good in bed,” he said absentmindedly.
Elyse glared at Jayden. “Can you take this seriously just once?”
Jayden, thinking he was being serious, carefully spooned soup into her mouth and then reassured her, “Don’t
worry about this matter. You should just focus on getting better.”
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Elyse listened, but her gaze was distant, unfocused. Jayden gently took her chin in his hand, forcing her to look
at him. “Hey, are you even hearing me?”
Tears welled up in Elyse’s eyes as she reached out her hand. “I need a new phone. | lost mine.”
“I've already got one for you. It’s with Driscoll,” Jayden said, letting go of her chin and massaging his temples.
“Look, I've got something to attend to. Please don’t botherwhen I'm in the study.”
“Humph, | won't,” Elyse snorted disdainfully and strode toward the bathroom.
Such a temper. It’s my fault for spoiling her. Watching her walk away, Jayden sighed, feeling utterly helpless.
After Elyse finished washing up, she descended the stairs to find Driscoll, who appeared uneasy and immediately
offered a solemn apology to her. This situation wasn’t Driscoll’s fault, yet Elyse took the tto clarify that
Abram considered her a nuisance.
Upon discovering the reason behind her dismissal, Driscoll exclaimed, his voice laced with frustration, “They're
worse off without you. Don’t dwell on it. You're bound to find success elsewhere.”
Elyse offered a smile, uncertain of her future but considering Jayden’s advice to take stoff and recover
at home. She smiled again and extended her hand towards Driscoll. “Driscoll, I've lost my phone. Could | get a
new one?”
Returning her smile, Driscoll replied, “Just a moment. I'll fetch one for you.”
Elyse nodded and settled onto the sofa to wait. Shortly, Driscoll returned with a brand-new phone and some
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmrefreshments. As Elyse enjoyed her new phone along with the refreshments, her spirits began to lift.
Just then, an unexpected visitor arrived. Driscoll’s expression hardened. “Mrs. Owen, Lanny, and Glenda are
here. Would you like to meet with them?”
Hearing their names caused Elyse to flinch, and her phone slipped through her fingers and crashed to the floor.
She hadn't anticipated their arrival so soon and felt utterly unprepared.
Seeing Elyse’s reluctance, Driscoll proposed, “If you prefer not to meet with them, | can ask them to leave.”
Elyse retrieved her phone from the floor, her expression a mix of emotions, and questioned, “Why do they want
to seenow?”
Driscoll looked uncomfortable as he replied, “It seems they're here about Mabel’s situation.”
Turning her head, Elyse asked in bewilderment, “What's wrong with her? Didn't she leave a long tago?”
After a brief pause, Driscoll explained, “She is currently confined in the basement. Without Mr. Owen's
permission, she can’t be freed. Her parents likely believe you can persuade him.”
Elyse remained still on the sofa. They were just here for Mabel. She had initially thought their visit was motivated
by guilt, perhaps an attempt to reconcile. It becclear she had been naive to think so.
Raising her head, Elyse inquired, “I just fooled myself into thinking they were here for me. Silly, isn’t it?”
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