Chapter 508: Meeting Jade's gaze directly, Rosie spoke with firm resolve. "I'll get close to her in the coming days and uncover her weaknesses. Everyone has them. I believe she has them, too." Jade scoffed dismissively. "Sparethe effort. After everything you've put her through? She would never trust you again. Don't waste your time. The idea that you can get close to her is simply absurd. Just monitor her movements, identify her allies, and her weaknesses.” Rosie nodded. She knew Brenna would never allow her close; her words were mainly to show Jade her loyalty. "You're right, Miss Hewitt. But I do know this: Brenna's closest friend, Ellie, has a six-year-old son, and Brenna is the child's godmother." "Oh?" A spark of interest ignited in Jade's eyes. A child-that presented a potential weakness. "Who is the child's father?" "A Russell," Rosie replied.
Saturday morning dawned bright, and Jayceon arrived at Ellie's apartment with the sun. He paused by the door, adjusting his tie, briefly pressing his hand to his chest in a nervous gesture. He then closed his eyes, inhaled deeply, and seemed to brace himself for the encounter ahead.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Ellie, you absolutely have to cwithto my grandmother's birthday party today," he muttered under his breath, forcing a smile onto his face to project confidence. Then, he pressed the doorbell.
Tori, wearing an apron dusted with flour, opened the door. Her face immediately lit up at the sight of Jayceon. "Jayceon! What a lovely surprise! Please, cin. Ellie is still asleep, but I'll wake her up right away!" It wasn't that Tori particularly liked Jayceon as a potential son-in-law. However, upon learning that he was a member of the Russell family-one of Shirie's most prominent families-and owned his own successful conglomerate despite not being the primary heir, she realized he was very rich. Her hospitality toward wealthy individuals knew no bounds.
"I would appreciate that,” Jayceon replied with practiced politeness.
He stepped inside, holding a gift-a buildable fighter jet model, imported. In the living room, Patrick sat cross- legged on the sofa, deeply absorbed in assembling a car model that Brenna had given him a few days earlier.
"Not even a hello for your father, Patrick?" Jayceon sat down beside Patrick, ruffling his hair before presenting the long box. "Guess what I brought for you?" Patrick's usual indifference toward Jayceon vanished as his eyes widened at the sight of the fighter jet model. "Wow! Thanks, Dad!" Meanwhile, Ellie remained sound asleep until Tori burst into the room and yanked the bedcovers off her. "Get up now! Jayceon is here." Ellie groaned and pulled the covers back over her head, wanting to continue sleeping.
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But Tori was having none of it. She pulled the blankets off again and pinched Ellie's arm. "Wake up!That man is very rich And he's Patrick's father. How can you be so indifferent to him? How will Patrick inherit his wealth in the future if you treat him this way?"
Ellie finally opened her eyes. "Money. That's all you ever care abouisn't it?"
Grumbling, Ellie forced herself into a sitting position. As annoying as it was, she knew Tori had a point.
Trying to extract money from om Jayceon using Patrick felt distasteful, but after all the sacrifices she had made raising Patrick on her own, she believed Jayceon could at least offer schild support. Tori turned and left the room.