Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 237:

Hearing that, the man flashed a smile and firmly thrust the bouquet into Elyse’s hand. He turned to Jayden,

remarking, “Just a fan of hers, mate. No need to get all touchy being her husband and all.”

Peyton sauntered over, catching wind of the exchange. A snicker slipped past his lips involuntarily.

Elyse, feeling a flush of embarrassment, found herself at a loss with the bouquet of flowers in her grasp. The

man doffed his hat, offered a courteous bow to Elyse, and made his exit with grace.

Jayden’s gaze bore into the retreating figure, a storm brewing behind his eyes. Elyse gently squeezed Jayden’s

fingers and whispered, “Don't let it get to you.”

Jayden’s cold inquiry cut through the tension, fixating on the bouquet she held. “What's your plan with that?”

In a hushed tone, Elyse replied, “Your call.” Jayden’s anger seemed to ebb at her words. The man was just a fan;

no reason for such intensity.

Clive stood rooted, his gaze trailing the departing man, uncertainty clouding his features. Could that man be a

member of the Benson family? Clive racked his brain, then shook his head, dismissing the notion as he

approached Jayden.

Little did Clive know, the man hadn't strayed far, lingering beneath a towering tree, his eyes fixed on Elyse. He

whipped out his phone, dialing a number. “Look into Elyse Lloyd from Celestial Sounds Symphony. She might be

the one we're after.”

Not far off, a shiver ran down Elyse’s spine. She glanced up and caught sight of the man who claimed to be her

fan lurking in a corner, his gaze locked on her. “That man’s still around. He's watching me,” Elyse fretted,

drawing near Jayden.

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Jayden followed her gaze, but the man was nowhere in sight. Elyse, too, noticed the absence. She scanned the

surroundings, her brows furrowed. “Where'd he go?”

“Maybe you got spooked and mistook someone else,” Jayden attempted to soothe her.

Elyse hesitated, uncertain. “No sign of anyone suspicious. Let's grab a bite,” Peyton intervened, leading the way

to a reserved table at a nearby restaurant.

Meanwhile, clad in a black hooded sweatshirt, Mabel seized the opportunity presented by today’s orchestra

performance and the relaxed security to blend into the orchestra's rehearsal room seamlessly.

Recalling her way from memory, Mabel located Elyse’s locker. Ensuring the coast was clear, she deftly opened it

and began rifling through the sheet music. At the bottom lay a folder. Extracting it, Mabel’s eyes widened as she

realized it contained the coveted sheet music she had been yearning for.

Perusing the music, greed flashed in Mabel’s eyes. “Knew Elyse had new sheets, but she’s hoarding them like

treasure. Petty much.”

“What's going on here?” A voice pierced the silence.

Ah! Startled, Mabel tumbled to the floor, meeting the stern gaze of Rebekah.

Rebekah glanced at the locker, then at the sheet music in Mabel’s hand. Her lips curved into a knowing smile.

“Recognize you, Elyse’s little sis, right? Two days ago, you popped by.”

Flushed with embarrassment, Mabel hastily stashed the sheet music, rising to her feet, eager to flee.

“Wait,” Rebekah intercepted Mabel’s exit.

With a pang of guilt, Mabel inquired, “What's up?”

Rebekah gestured towards a corner, her tone admonishing. “You don’t take Celestial Sounds Symphony

seriously, huh? Bold move pulling a heist in plain sight.”

Taken aback, Mabel’s gaze followed Rebekah’s finger, landing on a surveillance camera trained directly on her.

Nervous tension gripped Mabel. “I didn’t steal it. My sister wantedto fetch the sheet music for her.”

“Sheet music?” Rebekah snatched the sheet music abruptly. A quick perusal revealed a mix of awe and envy in

her eyes.

Struggling to maintain composure, Rebekah refrained from ripping the pages as she addressed Mabel coldly. “So,

you're pilfering your sister's stash?”

Mabel vehemently shook her head. “No way. Elyse sentfor it.”

Rebekah scoffed. “Remembers your last visit here causing a scene. Hard for anyone to buy your innocence now,

isn't it?”

Gritting her teeth, Mabel reclaimed the sheet music, shooting Rebekah a resentful glare. “Stick to your lane. This

is family business.”

Rebekah’s smile held a hint of mischief. “To make this go away, you've got to show sgoodwill.”

Mabel had more to say, but Rebekah’s words struck a chord, bringing sudden clarity. Tension drained from

Mabel’s frame.

Masking her emotions, Mabel replied with a smile. “Nit, and it's yours.”

A smirk played on Rebekah'’s lips. “Three scores for 200 grand each. Oh, and | can scrub that surveillance

footage for you.”

It would only cost Mabel six hundred thousand dollars to get back into show business. There was no more

worthwhile deal than this.

Without hesitation, Mabel nodded in agreement. Rebekah extended her hand, a silent understanding passing

between them as they shook on the deal. In that moment, their pact was sealed.

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