Chapter 1215:

Jayden shrugged. “Maybe. I know I’m paranoid, but it’s tough to admit it’s a problem. I’ve always tried to be normal.”

After a short pause, Garret changed the subject. “What about Elyse? Where is she? Does she even know what you’re up to today?”

Hearing Elyse’s name, Jayden seemed slightly displeased. “Keep her out of this. It’s no place for her.”

Chuckling, Garret teased, “Oh, really? In the few days she’s stayed with me, she’s picked up shooting and grenade-throwing from Louise. She doesn’t seem that fragile.”

“Firearms are dangerous enough. Why on earth did you let her near grenades? What if she’d been hurt?” Jayden asked through gritted teeth.

Garret paused, then replied dryly, “If you want her safe, should she just stick to baking and playing with dolls? You seriously need some help, my friend.” With that, Garret ended the call.

Jayden tossed his phone onto the table, finished his cigarette, then picked up ammunition and a handgun from his backpack. Geared up, he left the base, armed and ready.

That night, he embarked on a solo mission, slipping into the enemy camp undetected, neutralizing sentries, and moving in. Guided by instinct, he stopped at a door, pushed it open, and found himself in a large room with windows on every wall. In the center lay a tactical map, while a large, now dark and damaged, screen dominated the space.

Sitting in front of the screen, his back to Jayden, was a man in a beige bucket hat and white coat, broad-shouldered and imposing.

Jayden stared at the figure for a long time, then said, “You’re here alone. That’s unlike you.”

With a firm voice, he slowly added, “Grandpa.”

Upon hearing Jayden’s voice, Enzo slowly opened his eyes, his gaze sharp and commanding despite his age. Slowly standing, he turned to face Jayden.

With an intimidating tone, he asked, “Do you think I’d be afraid of you?”

Jayden replied calmly, “Shouldn’t you? Ever since our split, it’s been nothing but conflict. Back at home, you tried to end me, and even abroad, you partnered with terrorists to have me eliminated.”

Enzo chuckled darkly. “Wasn’t it you who forced my hand? Now you blame me?”

With a smirk, Jayden replied, “Just because I didn’t live as you wanted, you tried to cut me down.”

Raising an eyebrow, Enzo shook his head. “Shame you survived that car accident, crippled but still alive. Your legs may be broken, but your mind could still serve the family—even if you could no longer bear the weight.”