Chapter 92:

Elyse stared at Enzo, waiting for an explanation. Tess echoed her sentiments, loudly declaring, "Exactly! My son is married. He cannot marry Joanna again. Why not consider having your other grandson marry her? He's also of marriageable age." Her pointed stare fixed on Brook. Sensing her hostility, Brook raised an eyebrow, stood, and retorted, "Jayden and Elyse have a strong relationship. If you're suggesting alternatives, why not consider me marrying Joanna?"

All eyes turned to the silent Jayden. Enzo then spoke. "It's well known that Joanna and Jayden are engaged. Altering that arrangement would be inappropriate and lead to rumors. Furthermore, if Joanna were to marry someone else, speculation would arise that she left Jayden due to dissatisfaction. A man can have more than one wife," he concluded flatly.

Elyse was dumbfounded. He was advocating polygamy for Jayden. Feeling disbelief and discomfort, she glanced at Jayden, only to meet Joanna's smug smile. The atmosphere at the table had soured. Hastily finishing a few bites, she and Jayden quietly left the dining room.

In the guest room, Elyse angrily demanded, "What did your grandfather mean? Doesn't he think the Foster family crossed a line that day? Why would he still accept her?"

Jayden held his phone, considering it before responding, "The Fosters are desperate. They won't let go of their only chance. Maybe they struck a deal with my grandfather."

"The Fosters are declining. What could they possibly offer?" Elyse questioned.

"I'm not sure yet," Jayden admitted.

Before Elyse could press further, they heard Joanna's voice at the door. "Jayden, are you free now? May I come in?"

"Not her again," Elyse muttered, her expression darkening.

Concerned, Jayden reassured her, "Don't worry. She's just a pawn."

Initially, Elyse had no intention of interacting with Joanna. However, Joanna persisted, becoming increasingly presumptuous. Certain they were inside, she banged louder on the door. Reluctantly, Elyse opened it.

Elyse's face was gloomy, but Joanna pretended not to notice, smiling brightly. "Elyse, are you going to sleep? Why don't you let me in? We can all sleep together."

Elyse was shocked by Joanna's audacity. While still processing this, Joanna walked in, approaching Jayden with a smile.

Jayden glanced at her bandaged wrist and asked, with a faint smile, "You want to experience that again?"

Joanna sensed his hostility and felt a flicker of fear. Yet, she reassured herself; despite his formidable nature and wheelchair confinement, she believed his power was waning.

She sat in the chair Elyse had vacated and explained, "I'm here on your grandfather's orders. Elyse, please don't be angry. I'm here to serve Jayden. You need to get used to life as a threesome."

No matter how many times Joanna repeated it, Elyse found the idea ridiculous. This was the 21st century; hadn't Joanna heard of monogamy?

Jayden inquired, "You seem eager to serve me."

"Of course. I was foolish before. I've decided it's not so bad to marry you," Joanna replied with feigned enthusiasm.

"If you're going to serve, act like a servant. Don't sit on the chair. Kneel down and show some humility," Jayden commanded. He watched Joanna's expression shift playfully. "What? You don't want to serve me now?" Joanna asked with a forced smile. "Should Elyse do the same?"

"She's different," Jayden replied. "She's my legal wife, and you are merely imposed upon me."

Leaning forward, his eyes cold, he added, "You can't compare yourself to my wife. You think too highly of yourself."

Joanna struggled to maintain her smile. "Your grandfather chose me to marry you. You shouldn't treat me this way."

Jayden responded, "Indeed, he chose you. However, he doesn't control me. If he pities you, he's welcome to keep you."

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