Chapter 217

Chapter 217:

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 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 p>

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 p>

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 betray her trust. He knew all too well that if he did, he would never be forgiven.

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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 have paraded around all these years,” Brenna said sharply, feeling a surge of anger on Ellie’s behalf. What woman in her right mind would ever want someone like Jayceon?

If it weren’t for Ellie wanting her son to know his father, she never would have swallowed her pride and come back to see Jayceon.

Brenna continued, “Put yourself in Ellie’s shoes for a moment. Imagine if she had been constantly surrounded by men all these years—how would you feel? Could you honestly say you would take her back without a second thought? Mr. Russell, please stop pestering me. I truly don’t know where she is now. All I know is that she is pursuing a career in fashion design p>