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Jayden and Clive engaged in light conversation as they approached Enzo’s house.
Clive, pushing Jayden who remained seated in his wheelchair, found they were early. Enzo was not yet ready.
They decided to wait in the living room.
About fifteen minutes later, the butler approached with a formal air. “Please join Mr. Owen in the dining room for
breakfast,” he announced respectfully.
Clive, ever the joker, raised an eyebrow. “My first breakfast here. What are the odds I'll be drugged and held
captive?”
The butler offered a polite laugh, playing along. “Oh, Mr. Yates, surely you jest. Mr. Owen has no reason to drug
you. Please, feel at ease. All is well.”
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Clive smirked, eyeing the butler skeptically, his look suggesting he found something sinister in the man’s
demeanor.
Jayden, less prone to suspicion, remained calm. He was confident that despite his grandpa’s ill will toward him, a
public scandal was the last thing the old man would risk.
The two men followed the butler into the dining room. Clad in gray sportswear, Enzo greeted them with a bright
smile from his seat at the table. “What a pleasant surprise! | usually dine alone. It’s truly a joy to have your
company this morning.”
Clive didn’t quite believe the sincerity of Enzo’s greeting. Having been up all night, he was famished. The sight of
the lavish spread on the table nearly made him salivate.
Without a second thought about whether the food might be tampered with, he started devouring the meal.
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Meanwhile, Jayden hadn't touched his food at all.
Observing this, Enzo expressed his concern, “Jayden, why aren't you eating? Is there something wrong with the
food?”
Jayden glanced up nonchalantly. “Grandpa, do you really care about me?”
Enzo nodded earnestly. “Of course, | do. | raised you. You've always been my favorite grandchild.”
Jayden weighed his grandfather's words before replying with a hint of sarcasm, “If I'm truly your favorite, why
doesn’t it seem like you wishwell? Isn't it true that you just want to controland seeas nothing more
than a younger version of yourself?”
With a peculiar sparkle in his eyes, Enzo responded, “Jayden, you are your own person. There is no one else like
you in this world. | simply want you to be my successor; you don’t have to be my clone.”
Jayden let out a laugh. “But I've faced danger several times. Why is it that you always seem to be involved in
each of these incidents, Grandpa? Are they tests, like the ones from my childhood? If | failed those, I'd end up
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Enzo’s reply was earnest. “You're an adult now. The consequences are different. | wouldn't starve you or confine
you in darkness for failing a test. The rules have changed for grownups. Do you understand that everything I've
done was for your benefit?”
Shaking his head, Jayden said, “I'm sorry, Grandpa, but | can’t grasp your intentions. To be honest, I've never
really understood the principles of our family. It seems like you might be the only one who does.”
As he spoke, Jayden gave Clive a tap on the shoulder, signaling that it was tto go.
Clive, still feeling peckish, reluctantly set his utensils down, stood up, and prepared to leave.
Adding one last remark, Jayden declared, “Grandpa, | will becmy own man, someone very different from
you. You don’t get me. I've seen how you treat me. Next twe meet, | might not be so courteous.”
With that, Jayden pushed himself up from his wheelchair, bowed to Enzo, and then sat back down. Clive wheeled
him out.
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