?<strong>Chapter 1307:</strong>


    A little whileter, a ck car pulled up outside the house.


    The door opened, and Andrew watched as Elton stepped out. Though Elton didn’t see him, Andrew had a clear view of Elton entering Denby’s gate.


    He wasn’t particrly close to Elton. Their paths rarely crossed.


    But Elton was someone his grandfather treated almost like a son and had a good rtionship with his mother. Andrew had always respected him for that. Now, it seemed Denby was calling on him to help with the matter concerning Madisyn.


    Andrew thought for a moment, then decided he needed to speak with Elton. Maybe he’d uncover something useful.


    Andrew stubbed out his cigarette as he waited for Elton to step out of Denby’s house. The moment Elton emerged, Andrew eased his car into motion, tailing him from a careful distance.


    Since Andrew went to the hospital with Madisyn today, he was driving an inconspicuous ck sedan—so ordinary that it didn’t even register in Elton’s mind. He had no idea that the car following him now belonged to Andrew.


    Inside his vehicle, Elton sat with the windows tightly shut, his brow furrowed as he mulled over Denby’s words.


    It had barely been a few days since Lowe discreetly investigated Madisyn, yet Denby—despite his heavy workload overseeing military affairs—had caught wind of it almost immediately. That alone spoke volumes about the terrifying efficiency of the intelligencework under his control.


    Elton, a man who had the authority to interfere with the military region’s intelligence department, knew for certain that no leaks hade from there. That left only one possibility—Denby had obtained the information through that elusive, shadowy force hemanded. As he weighed the power of the military region against this mysterious faction, a simmering resentment stirred within him.


    If Denby had ced such an invaluable force under hismand earlier, his standing in the military circle would have risen to an entirely different level.


    But no—Denby had entrusted it to Andrew.


    And now, with its razor-sharp intelligence capabilities, this very force had nearly traced everything back to him through the investigation into Madisyn. If they hade this close, there was no telling what else they might uncover next time.


    A dark glint flickered in Elton’s eyes. He wasn’t the only one in Denby’s camp. This time, he had been fortunate to receive such an assignment, but what about next time?


    If damaging information about him ever surfaced, how would he suppress it?


    His fingers tightened around the steering wheel as his car approached a fork in the road. Initially, he had considered waiting for the perfect opportunity to act. But now, hesitation was no longer an option. Madisyn’s background had turned up nothing particrly remarkable. So why not act today? Denby’s attention was currently elsewhere, and if things went ording to n, he could easily shift the me onto someone from the military region.


    The moment he carried out his n, he wouldn’t just remove Andrew—the most significant obstacle in his path—but he would also prove his worth to Denby.


    Without Alvina and Andrew standing in his way, he, Elton, would be the most qualified to take Denby’s ce when the time came. Weighing the risks and rewards, Elton slowly solidified his decision.


    As the car neared the fork in the road, Elton knew the right turn would take him back to the military region. Without hesitation, he gripped the steering wheel and veered left instead.


    Behind him, Andrew reached for the horn as Elton slowed for the turn, but then he caught sight of the sudden eleration—Elton had deliberately changed course.


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