?<strong>Chapter 1502:</strong>


    It would be one of those stories that time would transform into an amusing anecdote, shared over drinks with knowingughter. But in this moment, the air crackled with tension as Jayden stood before them. Was he about to make a scene?


    The room had settled into an uneasy quiet when Victor broke the silence, his pointed questions aimed at Jayden carrying the unmistakable care for Elyse.


    Like a switch had been flipped, the whole party caught his spirit. These social elites, who moments ago were simply Pearce’s friends, suddenly transformed into Elyse’s self-appointed friend council, each eager to put Jayden through their own careful screening.


    At first, Jayden navigated their interrogation with the smooth confidence that had served him well in boardrooms. But as the questions kepting, relentless as waves, even his practicedposure began to crack.


    Were they serious? Did they honestly think they were Elyse’s good friends?


    Jayden found himself surrounded by a group of men who were questioning him without mercy. Under the heat of their taunts and stares, he reluctantly shrugged off his jacket, feeling the pressure mounting.


    Elyse, watching from the sidelines, quickly stifled augh behind her hand. But Victor, ever sharp-eyed, didn’t let her off the hook. “What’s so funny? Think you’re off the radar? Spill it—why do you like him, huh?”


    Elyse blinked, caughtpletely off guard. Weren’t they grilling Jayden? How did this spotlight suddenlynd on her?


    All eyes turned to Elyse—Jayden’s included. His gaze was especially pointed, a mix of curiosity and something like hope.


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    Clearing her throat, Elyse tried to buy herself a moment. “I’ll need a second to figure out how to exin that to you all.”


    But Victor wasn’t letting up. He leaned in, his smirk widening. “Oh, and while we’re at it—what was the deal with your little divorce-then-rekindle saga? If you’re so crazy about him, why’d you call it quits?”


    Jayden raised an eyebrow, the anticipation in his eyes now dialed up to eleven.


    Elyse bit her lip, thinking carefully. Finally, she said softly, “I do love Jayden. I realized it after the divorce. More than I ever thought possible.”


    Victor, relentless as ever, pressed on, “Then why leave him in the first ce if you were so in love?”


    Elyse’s response was cryptic but sincere. “Precisely because I loved him, I had to let go.”


    The room fell silent, confusion thick in the air. If she loved him, why not stay and make it work? Was this some kind of twisted love game? A romantic cat-and-mouse?


    Elyse sighed, deciding toy it out. “I loved him so much that I started losing sight of myself. It’s fine to be in love, but not at the cost of losing my focus. My career, my passions—they’re part of who I am, and I couldn’t just abandon them.”


    The room’s reactions were mixed—some puzzled, some thoughtful, others still lost. Victor, however, seemed to piece it together.


    He turned to Jayden, a knowing look in his eyes. “So, back then, you couldn’t let her be herself, huh?”


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