Bound Hearts: My Vows to My Disabled Spouse

Chapter 332 Is It You, Grandpa

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

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

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.

As Driscoll prepared to depart, she curled up on the sofa, her mind adrift. The memory of Glenda's indifferent gaze haunted her, a stark reminder of where she stood in their eyes. No amount of sweetness could mask the bitterness she felt. fiové(I ORm. cot

Debora perched on the sofa in the office, her gaze fixed on the sunset beyond the French

Her assistant nudged the door open, inquiring, "The car's ready. Are you really heading to see the chairman?"

With 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 to. I need to meet my grandpa and dissect it." Rising with a victorious grin, she declared, "Let's go. We might just make it in time for my grandpa's dinner if we hurry."

'A smug smile played on her lips. Since taking charge of most of the pany's affairs, she'd found the head of Bayzee Group to be shrouded in mystery, rarely making public appearances. Despite rumors of his attendance at various events, he remained elusive, like a phantom. The more enigmatic he seemed, the more intrigued Debora became.

She had 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 grandfather would react upon learning Jayden was the mastermind behind Bayzee Group. The anticipation alone sent shivers down her

spine.

Jayden sat in his study, grappling with 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 your investigation accurate?"

Troy dared not deceive him. "I've reviewed the 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 your car accident.” Jayden's fists clenched, his knuckles paling with tension.NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

Years of fruitless investigation suddenly made sense. The architect of his misfortune had lurked beside him all along, silently plotting his demise.

Troy interjected, "I'm attempting to breach the chairman's confidential files. Once I succeed, we'll know for certain if he's behind this."

After the call ended, Jayden slumped into his chair, overe with a surge of laughter. "Is it you, Grandpa? Are you aiming to end me outright or merely render me

disabled?"