Chapter 1266:
“Are you reflecting on things?” Corrine’s voice echoed from down the hall.
Jayden turned to see her walking toward him, looking relaxed.
He gave a small smile. “Do you think I’m a fool?”
“Do you really want the truth?” Corrine asked, stopping next to him. She glanced at the sky before turning her gaze back to him.
Jayden nodded.
“To be honest, Barry’s temperament is better suited for politics than Jules’. You thought that by backing Barry, you could secure his loyalty to the Ford family.”
Jayden did this, hoping someone would safeguard the Ford family’s future after his retirement.
Corrine spoke in a calm tone. “Jules knows his limits, so don’t take his words in the car to heart.”
With his skills, Barry could have made it in politics on his own. Sadly, he put his trust in the wrong person and made the wrong choices.
After hearing Corrine’s words, Jayden let out a heavy sigh, realizing that someone truly understood his intentions.
He looked at Corrine, gave her head a soft pat, and smiled warmly. “Let’s go.”
Corrine and Jules walked alongside Jayden, one on each side.
Jules glanced at the back of Jayden’s head and casually asked, “Are we really just going to let that traitor slip away?”
“Uncle Jayden knows what he’s doing,” Corrine replied calmly.
Jules gave a bitter laugh and mumbled, “If he really knew what he was doing, would he have been outwitted by one of his own men?”
The moment he finished speaking, Jayden stopped dead in his tracks.
𝗟𝗲𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝙙𝗶𝙨𝗰𝗼𝙫𝗲𝗿𝙮 𝗯𝗲𝗴𝗶𝗻: gⱯ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⩷⪻𝖼𝗈𝗺
Both Corrine and Jules froze.
Jules felt a lump in his throat. Was his father about to snap and start a fight? Even though he was older now, the fear of punishment from his childhood still lingered in his mind.
“Jules, take Corrine to the car and wait for me,” Jayden said, turning slightly and stepping aside to protect Corrine. His face was unreadable, but his voice carried a serious tone.
Corrine and Jules saw his movement and looked past him. They spotted a black sedan parked near the police station.
The windows were tinted, making it impossible to see inside, but Corrine could feel someone watching them.
She frowned and glanced up at her uncle.
His face was hard, his lips pressed tight, and he seemed fully on edge. “Behave. Go with Jules to the car and wait for me.”
Corrine gave a small nod.
Just before they could walk away, the car door of the black sedan opened, and a soft voice called out, “Mr. Ford.”
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