Chapter 187 She Has Always Been Selfish

Bryce had not intended to step inside the house. His plan was to simply say goodbye and leave this damned place.

"I won't stay for dinner! I'd rather starve outside than enter your house!" he exclaimed loudly. Jayden, with a blank expression, turned to Driscoll. "Send him home," he commanded.

Driscoll nodded, understanding Jayden's intention, and ushered Bryce towards a car.

As Bryce settled into his car, a peculiar sensation washed over him. Hadn't he chosen to leave on

his own? Why then did it feel as if he had been thrown out? Confusion clouded his thoughts as he sat in the car, trying to piece it all together.

Once Bryce was gone, Elyse observed a subtle lift in Jayden's mood. She recalled a conversation from a few days prior where Jayden had mentioned his plan to make Bryce leave of his own accord. It dawned on her that Jayden had something to do with the "ghost". However, she lacked any proof to confirm her suspicions.

"You failed the competition and couldn't become the concertmaster, right?" Jayden suddenly said, turning to face Elyse with an intense gaze.

She bowed her head, her voice tinged with sadness. "Yes. I failed."

Jayden offered comfort. "I can arrange a personal concert for you, if you want."

Driscoll, returning just in time, overheard Jayden's words and smiled warmly. It was clear Jayden

out how to bring joy to

performance yet." Jayden withdrew his gaze and

cheeks flushed with color. She felt Driscoll

vibrated. Glenda

home!" Glenda burst

messaging Theo, pleading for Mabel's

been no reply. Now, his sudden decision

go without saying anything?" Elyse

voice, once filled with

with rising anger, "What

of guilt in her voice, "He wants

stunned. "Did

bring your

Elyse's barrage of questions, retorted, "I've found out that Jayden is just a cripple and holds no sway in the Owen family. Besides, I only want to save

Glenda's dismissive tone. She wanted to respond, but Glenda

to a decision and

that Mabel was safe and Glenda had agreed to Theo's demand, Elyse questioned why she should comply. It was Glenda who had agreed to

picked up her violin, and resumed

having hung up the phone, sighed deeply and muttered to herself, "She is so

on the bed, opened her eyes looking

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