Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 241:

That night, Elyse struggled to find sleep. She tossed and turned before finally succumbing to exhaustion. When

morning came, Elyse rose from her bed with a heavy heart, her eyes still clouded with sadness. Soon after, she

was greeted by a sight that puzzled her: nearly twenty maids stood in formation, flanking her on either side.

After a brief moment of confusion, Elyse asked, “What's going on?”

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“Mrs. Owen, your birthday party is scheduled for today. We are here to assist you in preparing,” the lead maid

announced, motioning for the others to gather around Elyse.

It suddenly dawned on Elyse that Jayden had promised her a birthday celebration to make it up to her. However,

their argument from the previous night had dampened her enthusiasm for such festivities.

“I think we should hold off on the preparations. | need to have a word with Jayden,” she said.

The lead maid nodded understandingly. “He is currently out. I'll notify you as soon as he returns. Please take a

bath first.”

With a clenched jaw, Elyse wondered where Jayden had gone.

Meanwhile, Jayden had left hearly, heading straight to Owen Group's headquarters. Inside the chairman's

office, Enzo stood by the French window, gazing out at the city skyline. Brook and Jayden were behind Enzo,

enveloped in a heavy silence that no one dared to break.

After what felt like an eternity, Enzo finally spoke, his voice heavy with disappointment. “Bayzee Group has

refused to sign the contract with us. Why was | not made aware of this sooner?”

Jayden bowed his head, his silence hanging heavily in the tense air. Beads of cold sweat trickled down Brook's

forehead, a testament to his nerves. Feeling Enzo’s piercing gaze upon him, Brook lowered his head even further.

“Bayzee Group has decided to collaborate with another company whose parcel of land has seen an unexpected

surge in value. Regrettably, the land we acquired from the Foster family has depreciated even before our

investment.”

Enzo turned his gaze to Jayden and asked, “What do you think we should do, Jayden?”

Without a word, Jayden handed over a meticulously prepared file to Enzo. “I have thoroughly reviewed the land

purchase contract. Apart from this particular land, the terms heavily favor the Foster family, leaving us little

room for maneuver. It’s a tough situation to reverse.”

Enzo asked, “Can’t you devise a solution to salvage this situation?”

“I have a proposition. Unless Bayzee Group severs ties with the Ellis family, our company stands to incur

substantial losses,” Jayden stated bluntly.

At the mention of potential losses, Brook dared not lift his gaze.

When he assumed control of the partnership, he vowed to protect the company from any financial losses. Yet

reality had veered far from his expectations. With clenched teeth, Brook silently urged himself to remain

composed. He had to safeguard his position within the company.

Supporting himself on a crutch, Enzo approached Jayden with a penetrating stare. “In the past, you never

allowed the Owen Group to suffer financial setbacks. What's going on now?”

Unfazed by Enzo’s scrutiny, Jayden responded calmly, “As you rightly noted, that was in the past. When | was in

charge, | ensured the company never found itself in such dire straits. But now, I'm no longer in management.”

Jayden’s words sent a shiver down Brook's spine. He instinctively clenched his fists. Jayden met Enzo’s gaze

calmly, absorbing the scrutiny without flinching.

Enzo’s demeanor softened, a slight chuckle escaping his lips. “Given Brook's mistake, what do you suggest | do?”

he asked.

Jayden didn’t immediately respond. His gaze drifted momentarily to Brook, who met his eyes with a hint of

apprehension. “According to the company’s protocol, I lack the authority to determine Brook's punishment,”

Jayden responded impeccably.

Brook let out a breath he hadn't realized he had been holding. Still, his heart raced as he anticipated the senior

executive meeting later, where his fate would be decided. Brook acknowledged his error had resulted in

significant losses. While not catastrophic, it tarnished his reputation internally. If he wanted to take over the

Owen Group, he knew he couldn't afford any more slip-ups. Winning over the support of the employees hinged

on his flawless performance going forward.

After a brief pause, Enzo directed his attention to Brook. “Put a hold on any support for the Foster family for now.

Their recent transactions have yielded negligible returns for us while disproportionately benefiting them.”

Brook gave a solemn nod. “Understood, Grandpa.”

“Grandpa, I'm home!” A woman's voice rang out, drawing everyone's attention.

Dressed in sleek black sportswear, Debora Owen, Brook's sister, removed her cap and approached Enzo with a

warm smile. “I missed you so much, Grandpa.” Adopting a cute demeanor, Debora approached Enzo.

Upon seeing her, Enzo’s expression softened, a rare smile gracing his lips. He asked, “Have you just landed?”

“Yep. | was planning to head hfor a change of clothes, but upon hearing about the company situation, |

decided to cstraight from the airport.” Jokingly admonishing Brook, Debora said, “What's the deal, Brook?

How could you mess up like this? Are you ready to face the repercussions?”