Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 112:

Brook’s words confused Elyse, but she kept her displeasure in check. “No worries,” she chuckled. “I will enjoy it.”

The smile that Brook gave her was grim and a little forced. He nodded once, then left.

“Is he here for the Bayzee Group collaboration?” Elyse asked when Brook finally left.

Jayden nodded. “That’s right. Grandpa likes to maximize his profits in any way he could. So he is quite determined this time.”

“I wonder who the Bayzee Group rep is, though. I didn’t hear news of their arrival,” Elyse looked around curiously but didn’t notice anything worth mentioning.

“They must take every precaution,” Jayden pointed out lightly as he sipped his wine. “It’s no secret that people would be looking for Bayzee Group’s rep tonight, but I don’t think they would reveal their identity easily.”

Elyse nodded in agreement. She and Jayden milled around for half an hour, but there was still no news of Bayzee Group’s rep.

“Bored,” Elyse set her wine glass aside and said, “I need to use the bathroom.”

wait for you here,”

to the ladies’ room. It was there that she saw Joanna, clad in a slinky black

been sent back to her family to be punished. Elyse had no idea what sort of punishment

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look of hatred. “You sure are lucky,”

back with a frown, immediately on alert. “What’s that supposed

and thought of her family. They had subjected her to hell in the last few days. Those people were monsters. They only cared about their interests

by the wrists, and whipped. They told her she was being punished for her disobedience, for humiliating the family, and

the entire time. No matter how much pain they inflicted on her, it would never change the fact that she didn’t want to

her, Brook had reached out and offered her help, provided she did everything he ordered. It was the only way she could be

to marry Jayden, and you’re an obstacle. You need to vanish. Elyse grew alarmed, scanning the room for anything to defend herself with, but the ladies’ room lacked any useful items. “What exactly do you mean?” Elyse asked, stepping back cautiously, trying to buy time. To her horror, Joanna brandished a taser from her purse, treating it like a weapon. “If you cooperate, you

flee, but her dress snagged on a stall. Joanna took advantage, using the taser on Elyse, causing her to collapse. As Elyse struggled to rise, Joanna repeatedly

you try to go against me, you bitch! From now on,

of his mind; something must have happened to her. He maneuvered his wheelchair