Chapter 561:
Tracy turned away, her voice weary as she said, “I don’t know. Let's talk about this sother time.”
Elyse nodded. At that moment, Driscoll approached with a polite tone, “Miss Bernard, your lunch is served.
Please, cand enjoy it.”
Tracy acknowledged him with a nod and slowly rose to head towards the dining room.
Elyse contemplated accompanying Tracy, but a call from the hospital interrupted her plans, requesting her
presence in a few days for a regular checkup.
Calculating the dates, Elyse realized it was indeed time. She decided to call Jayden, asking if he could
accompany her the day after tomorrow.
Meanwhile, outside Crestwell Healthcare Center, Brook sat in his car, a cigarette dangling lazily from his lips. He
exhaled clouds of smoke into the confined space.
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Corrie approached, her steps echoing on the pavement. Dressed in a black coat and boots, she exuded an aura
of authority as she opened the car door and slipped inside.
Once inside, Corrie couldn't hide her irritation. “Such bad luck! Elyse has been discharged. It's going to be much
harder to reach her now that she’s back home.”
Brook remained silent, his focus unshaken as he continued to smoke.
Corrie’s frustration boiled over, and in a sudden outburst, she kicked him. Her heel left a stain on his black
trousers.
Seeing the stain, Brook lost his composure and yelled, “Are you out of your mind? Get out of the car!”
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Corrie raised her voice even louder, retorting, “You're the one who's lost it! If you can’t even follow your
grandpa’s simple commands, then just disappear! Of all the men in the Owen clan, fate had to pairwith you.
What sheer misfortune!”
With each word, Corrie’s anger surged.
This was their moment to ascend within the clan. Success would curry favor with Enzo, securing their positions in
the clan as both elevated and steadfast.
Yet, Brook seemed utterly unmotivated. Today, she had been the one to drag him here.
Pointing a finger at Brook's face, Corrie scolded him, saying, “You worthless piece of garbage! All you can do is
work at your dead-end job. What has it gained you? Your grandfather still looks down on you!”
Brook gave a scornful chuckle and retorted, “Oh really? And what are you getting at? You think | don’t deserve
you? If you're so eager to switch partners, be my guest.
Remember, it was your parents who pleaded with my mom to set us up, not the other way around!”
He continued his tirade, “How could | ever value you, a woman even Jayden rejected? You're far too full of
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She couldn’t fathom where Brook found the audacity to throw such accusations at her, especially when he was
the useless one, now flipping the script on her.
Brook’s mood only darkened at the sight of Corrie, and not even a cigarette could quell his growing annoyance.
He inhaled deeply from his cigarette before crushing it into the ashtray.
Corrie, struggling to contain her rage, reiterated, “I've learned that Elyse is coming to the hospital for a checkup
in a few days. We need to seize this chance to take Elyse away and end her pregnancy.”
Brook questioned, “Do you really think that will work? Jayden isn’t foolish. Do you believe he'd let us take her
away?”
Frustrated, Corrie snapped, “We have to make it work, no matter how unlikely it seems. Your grandfather expects
a swift resolution. Failure isn’t an option.”
Brook sneered, finding Corrie’s loyalty to his grandpa laughable.