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Driscoll felt a pang of empathy for Elyse, sensing parallels between her and Jayden’s past. Her longing for parental love mirrored Jayden’s own childhood yearnings. With a gentle squat, he took out a piece of chocolate, extending it to the bewildered Elyse. “You’re a good person. It’s not your fault to have terrible parents. You’re allowed to feel pain,” he reassured her with a warm smile.

Staring at the chocolate, bitterness swelled within Elyse. After a moment’s pause, she inquired, “How did Jayden handle the situation?”

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Driscoll replied honestly, “He treated Mabel harshly, but he didn’t resort to torture.”

“In that case, I’ll leave it be. I’ve just returned home not in the best state. I don’t want to be involved. I trust Jayden’s ways of handling this matter,” she declared, sinking back into the sofa to indulge in the dessert.

on the sofa, her mind adrift. The memory of Glenda’s indifferent gaze haunted her, a stark reminder of where she stood in their

the sunset beyond the French window. Her

a mischievous glint, she snatched up the document beside her, remarking, “I’ve got no choice. I just can’t fathom what Jayden’s up

she declared, “Let’s go. We might just make it in time for my grandpa’s dinner

mystery, rarely making public

unearthed some leads, albeit ones leading back to her cousin Jayden, who’d been absent for a year. She couldn’t help but wonder how her

a mountain of paperwork accumulated over the days. A message from Troy diverted his attention. Upon digesting Troy’s report, his expression darkened, prompting him to dial Troy’s number without hesitation. “Is

surveillance footage near the sites of your two accidents multiple times. For the second car accident, I spotted your grandpa’s old butler at a roadside coffee shop. He left the coffee shop after the happening of

Years of fruitless investigation suddenly made sense. The architect of

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