NovelXXXChapter 586:
Clutching Pearce’s clothes tightly, Elyse expressed her sorrow, “Enzo Owen is so cruel. He caused my
miscarriage and even tried to kill Jayden. He is insane.”
It appeared that Elyse had finally found a way to release the pain and sadness she had accumulated over the
past few days. She shared everything that had happened recently with Pearce.
Pearce listened intently. When he heard that Enzo had also attempted to kill Jayden, he couldn't contain his
anger and exclaimed, “Enzo has lost his mind. Does he think he can take lives at his whim? Who does he think
he is?”
Elyse responded with deep sorrow, “Pearce, | can’t forgive Enzo. | won't let him get away with this. They must
pay for what happened to my unborn child.”
Holding her close, Pearce reassured her, “Don’t worry. I'm here for you. I'll make sure those who have hurt you
will face consequences. | won't let anyone you've mentioned off the hook.”
Elyse cried so intensely that she nearly fainted. Pearce did his best to comfort her, realizing her physical and
emotional states were fragile.
After Elyse calmed down from crying, Pearce seized the moment to express his concerns. He asked, “After
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Elyse looked at Pearce, puzzled by his question.
Pearce poured her a glass of water and explained gently, “When | went back to Cambape, | told my parents
about what you've been going through. They really want to meet you but are hesitant to intrude.”
This revelation added to Elyse’s confusion.
She realized she would have to refer to Pearce’s parents as uncle and aunt.
Such unfamiliar titles... she hadn't had such familial bonds in over twenty years.
Noticing her bewildered look, Pearce clarified, “My parents sentto find out when you're available. They'd like
to visit you.”
Elyse pondered for a moment before asking, “Why do they want to see me? They've never met me, have they?”
Pearce responded, “They miss your father, Rickey, and because you're his daughter, they feel a connection to
you too.”
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Pearce reached into his briefcase and retrieved sphotos, handing them to Elyse.
“Here are the photos you wanted to see. | asked my dad for ssolo shots of your father.” After handing them
over, Pearce watched Elyse’s reaction closely.
He noticed her interest in the photos seemed to lighten the sadness on her face, if only slightly. Pearce felt a
sense of accomplishment internally. He was pleased that he had found a way to momentarily distract Elyse from
her grief.
Elyse continued to gaze at the images of Rickey. In these photos, he appeared much younger, likely taken during
his college days.
After studying the photos intently, she commented softly, “My father looks so handsome.”
“Indeed. When | was a child, | remember he had a lot of admirers, sof whom even followed him all the way
to his home,” Pearce reminisced, his face awash with nostalgia.
Hearing this, Elyse touched her face doubtfully. “But | don’t have any admirers. | must not have inherited his
good looks.”
“Con, you are absolutely beautiful. How could you think otherwise?” Pearce gently tapped Elyse’s forehead.
“You've been misled by Lanny and Glenda. You are very attractive, it's impossible that no one would be
interested in you.”
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Elyse reflected on her past experiences. Indeed, she recalled having very few suitors. It seemed she also had few
friends. She had always been somewhat solitary, managing to make only one friend, Tracy, when she started
college.
Pearce tenderly touched Elyse’s forehead, his voice filled with concern. “You really need to see yourself in a
better light. You're more captivating than you believe.”
Elyse blinked, confused. She had never considered herself to be particularly charming.
When Gavin arrived at the studio, he noticed Fiona was already there, seemingly practicing the violin.
Gavin chose not to interrupt her immediately. Instead, he sat on the sofa and observed her for a while. He
realized that she wasn’t truly focused on practicing; she was engrossed in browsing manicure styles on her
phone while holding the violin.
With a serious expression, Gavin approached her and asked sharply, “Don’t forget you are a violinist. How could
you even think about getting a manicure?”
Fiona was startled. Upon realizing it was Gavin, she quickly put away her phone, offered an awkward smile, and
then started to play the violin.
“Answer me. Are you planning to get a manicure?” Gavin pressed further.
Fiona shook her head. “No, | was just looking. | don’t actually want to get a manicure. It would interfere with my
ability to play the violin.”
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