Chapter 112 Please, Just Tell Me Where Ellie Is
Brenna felt irritation bubble up inside her. Her stomach growled in obvious protest, but the exquisite dishes spread before her failed to stir any appetite.
Still attempting to maintain his usual gentlemanly charm, Jayceon let his eyes show unmistakable sadness, tinged with apology and regret
He was a regular here, so he had a bottle of wine tucked away in the restaurant’s wine cabinet. He retrieved the bottle from the cabinet, uncorked it, and poured a glass for Brenna, then three for himself, and finally one for
Ethan.
Lifting his glass toward Brenna, he said, “Miss Harper, I know you have been in touch with Ellie. I have made mistakes over the years and realize I have hurt her deeply. However, not a single day has passed without her crossing my mind. Believe me when I say my heart yearns for her return. As a gesture of my sincerity, I’ll drink these three glasses of wine. You can drink as much or as little as you wish.”
Ethan quietly observed from the sidelines, noting the pungent aroma of alcohol surrounding Jayceon. Ever since Brenna had brought up Ellie to provoke him, Jayceon had been hitting the bottle heavily, drowning his sorrows day in and day out, seldom clear–headed.
He gave Jayceon a pat on the shoulder but remained silent.
Brenna eyed the glass of wine in front of her, making no move to drink it.
With a sharp edge to her voice, she said, “Mr. Russell, you claim you haven’t forgotten Ellie, yet from what I have seen, your life has been a revolving door of women since she left. How can you say she is still in your heart? It seems to me you already erased her from your memory a long time ago.”
Her gaze was icy, brimming with disdain as she fixed her eyes on Jayceon. She didn’t believe a single word he had just said. She believed he was lying through his teeth, treating her like a fool in the proce
Jayceon’s chest tightened with regret. He had spent years surrounding himself with women who bore fleeting resemblances to Ellie because he longed for her. He said, “I know I was wrong. But I didn’t love them. I only love Ellie. Please, just tell me where Ellie is. I’ll do anything”
Brenna scoffed sharply, rolling her eyes in disbelief. The man sitting across from her had a knack for sweet- talking women. Otherwise, Ellie wouldn’t have willingly brought his child into the world after they split up. But Brenna wasn’t Ellie; her patience for manipulative jerks like Jayceon was non–existent.
“You are wasting your breath. I don’t know where Ellie is. I haven’t spoken to her in a long time,” Brenna said flatly.
Jayceon grew visibly agitated, unable to hide his disbelief. “You are lying. If that were true, you wouldn’t have stood up for her that day or questioned me like you did. You know exactly where she is. Please tell me where
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she is. I’m begging you,” he said.
Brenna’s response was unwavering “I’m sorry, but I really don’t know where she is.”
Jayceon was at his wit’s end. If Brenna hadn’t been someone Ethan cared about, he might have lost his temper
and hit her rather than plead with her.
He said. This doesn’t add up. If you know about my history with Ellie, it means your relationship with her isn’t just casual. Even if you don’t know where she is right now, you must have a way to contact her. Tell me how to get in touch with her, and I’ll do whatever you want. Just name it.”
Brenna cast him an impassive glance. He was sharp to have put the pieces together. However, Ellie had made it clear to her that no matter the circumstance, she was not to reveal any information about her whereabouts, let
alone the existence of her son.
Without responding, Brenna picked up her fork and began eating slowly, deliberately ignoring Jayceon, no matter how hard he tried to change her mind.
Ethan knew Brenna wasn’t the type to back down easily. Once she made up her mind, there was no changing it. He silently promised himself never to cross her or to betray her trust. He knew all too well that if he did, he
would never be forgiven.
Jayceon had run out of ways to plead, yet he kept begging Brenna. He had never lowered himself like this for anyone before, nor had he ever spoken so earnestly.
The longer Brenna listened to Jayceon’s desperate appeals, the more her anger flared; memories of the hardships she and Ellie had endured in Norview flooded back.
“When Ellie first left you, life was brutal. Her family disapproved of her choices and cut her off completely. To this day, years have passed, and she still hasn’t reached out to them. And all of this is because of you. Mr. Russell, you didn’t just wrong her; you shattered her entire world. And let’s not forget the endless string of
women you
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