?Chapter 692:


    “Looking for some help getting down there?” Elyse’s voice rang out from above, jolting Javier so hard that he nearly slipped. His breath hitched in panic.


    Javier’s expression filled with shock as Elyse’s unemotional gaze met his.


    “How on earth did you find me?” Javier inquired.


    Elyse’s lips curled into a faint smile, though her eyes remained cold. “You didn’t notice your phone ringing, did you?”


    Completely engrossed, Javier hadn’t heard it. Perched dangerously on the edge of the wall, all his concentration was devoted to maintaining his grip and avoiding a fall.


    He clung to the wall, his limbs quivering from the strain. The urgency to climb up was critical — otherwise, he’d surely fall.


    However, Elyse did nothing but observe, making no move to assist. Javier’splexion turned ashen as he stammered, “Could you please pull me up first?”


    Ignoring his plea, Elyse moved toward his phone instead. Herck of concern for his dire situation was stark.


    “What did you just record?”


    The muscles in Javier’s neck tensed as he tightened his hold on the phone.


    “Stop it, Elyse! I didn’t record anything!” His face drained of color, then flushed with desperation.


    Clutching the phone desperately, he knew he had to keep it away from Elyse. It contained evidence too important to fall into her hands.


    Elyse’s certainty grew with Javier’s intense reaction. She made a more forceful attempt to grab the phone from him.


    During their scuffle, a call interrupted them.


    Javier’s heart raced when he recognized Matias’s name shing on the disy. Desperately, he managed to press the answer button and yelled, “Matias! I’m trapped on the fourth floor of the Blue Sky Bar. Hurry!”


    However, Elyse quickly ended the call. It was uncertain whether Matias had caught any of that message.


    Determinedly, Elyse wrested Javier’s fingers apart, forcefully snatching the phone and smashing it to the floor. The SIM card broke apart. The device waspletely destroyed.


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    Fury filled Javier’s eyes. “Elyse! You had no right to destroy my phone!”


    With a scornful look, Elyse retorted, “Really, Javier, you’re concerned about your phone at a time like this? Shouldn’t you be more worried about your own survival? We’re four stories up, and heights aren’t exactly your favorite. Doesn’t the thought of falling…”


    “Scare you?” Breathing hard, Javier was soaked with sweat, chilled to the bone by the winter air.


    Elyse’s eyes twinkled cruelly. He was the one who had climbed out onto the ledge. Should he fall, it would be seen as nothing more than an ident of his own making.


    A cold fear gripped Javier as he extended his hand upward. “Elyse, please pull me up.”


    It was inconceivable to him that she might actually let him fall to his death. Having grown up together since childhood, they once maintained a bond of sibling-like care. Despite their recent estrangements, he had never harbored ill intentions toward her. He held onto the belief that Elyse would not stand by and watch him die.


    Yet his hand grasped only air. She did nothing to help him out of this dire situation. Elyse didn’t need to push Javier; all she had to do was wait — for him to lose his grip and fall.


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