?Chapter 693:


    The wind outside intensified, causing Javier’s frame to shake dangerously.


    Elsewhere, Matias tightened his coat as he made his way to the Blue Sky Bar, calling Elena on the way. Javier’s call had been abrupt, a desperate plea for help before the line went dead.


    Matias had no clue what kind of trouble Javier was tangled in. Going in alone without a n might overwhelm him in the same mess. He expected Elena to bring backup, but instead, she arrived alone, quickly dismounting her motorcycle at the bar’s entrance.


    Matias was dumbfounded. “Elena, you didn’t bring anyone else?”


    Elena briskly removed her helmet, her focus clear and immediate. She was confident in her ability to manage the situation as long as they weren’t dealing with a professional assassin.


    Without hesitation, she made her way to the fourth floor, with Matias trailing behind, still unsure.


    They didn’t know exactly where Javier was, so they started opening doors along the corridor.


    Matias’s concern was evident. “Elena, should we call for more help? What if it’s more than we can handle?”


    “There’s no need,” Elena responded, continuing her search without looking back.


    She swung open another door. The room was deserted, but the window stood conspicuously open. She stopped, sensing something.


    Matias surveyed the room. “Let’s move on. There’s nobody here.”


    However, Elena felt a nagging thought. The window in a bar room, which normally would be closed to contain noise, was now—


    The fact that the window was open struck Elena as odd. She dismissed Matias’s urging and approached the window, peering outside.


    Javier, visibly distraught, spotted her. “Elena! Thank God you’re here!” He was moments away from losing his grip.


    As Javier extended his hand desperately, Elena seized it firmly, pulling him safely back inside the room.


    Matias hurried to assist, eximing, “Wow, you’re actually here!” Javier’s hands were bright red and swollen. His legs gave out, causing him to slump to the floor, utterly exhausted.


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    Kneeling beside him, Matias looked visibly concerned. “Tell me what happened. You have a fear of heights, so why were you outside that window? What’s going on with Elyse? I thought you were keeping an eye on her?”


    It was well-known that Javier had once been good to Elyse. Surely, she wouldn’t just abandon him, would she?


    Javier looked pale as chalk. His hands wouldn’t stop shaking. “She’s gone…” he said, his voice rough and low. He inhaled deeply several times, trying to regain someposure. “Elyse was in the next room, speaking with a reporter. I tried to record their conversation by climbing out the window, but she saw me and destroyed my phone. All the evidence… it’s gone.”


    Javier had intended to collect proof to help Elena, but ironically, she ended up rescuing him. Overwhelmed by mixed emotions, Elena tousled his hair, her touchforting. “Next time, think before you act. Your safety is the priority.”


    Javier nodded meekly in agreement. Suddenly recalling a crucial piece of information, he blurted out, “Elena, the reporter mentioned something important—it was Elyse who sent those photos!”


    “I recorded their conversation, but my phone’s destroyed, so there goes my proof. I could’ve taken Elyse to court with the recording…” Javier’s frustration mounted again.


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