Struggling against his anger, Elijah drew a deep breath, knowing he had to stall for a moment, and said, “So these two are the ones paying you to do-”“Hahaha! Nah… Take a wild guess.” Tony mocked, and at that moment, his ringtone interrupted.Slowly, he took out his phone and answered in a pompous tone, “Yes, Sir. We have him, and are detaining him.”Then he pressed the speaker button, letting everyone listen to Mr. Butcher said, “Since that's the case, there's no need to call Bamford then. Detained him in the basement with his man and called Dr. Lethal to take a look at Jessica.”“Umm... She might need to go to the hospital, Sir.” Tony nervously mentioned, looking back at Jessica's bloody nostrils.“Tony... Get someone to take her to a damn hospital or something. Today is my birthday, and I wouldn't let such a scandal get tied to my reputation with all that is already happening... I will explain things to her father later, and we can get that piece of shit handled for his insolence.
The anger Elijah felt suddenly burst out of his throat in a bitter laugh as he ignored the pain it caused him, his rage fuelling his courage, and then his face went cold as he said, “I did no such thing, and maybe if our Senator would have used his brain and not his heart-” Frowning, Isabella raised her hand, swinging it for his face, but Elijah caught it in midair and tossed her hand away from him carelessly. “How dare you!” Sen. Butcher shouted, moving for Elijah, but Dice, Larry, and Rick stood in his way, Dice mumbling with a death stare, “Fuck off.” Raw shock flooded Mrs. Butcher's face, and she turned her attention towards her husband who seemed to be lost in his thoughts as he stared frozen at all the men surrounding Elijah. Scowling, Elijah met the senator's gaze, saying, “All I wanted was to congratulate you on turning sixty and have a nice night, but you had to join in with those two in offending me-” “You see yourself as the victim here?!” Isabella lashed out in disbeli
As the lights from the cameras went off and on, Matt, Rayn, Rookie, Dice, Jerome, Larry, Rick, and a couple of Elijah's men kept Peach in the middle of them as they made their way out of the hospital parking lot.“Please get out of the way! We are not taking any questions!” Dice announced firmly as the reporter struggled to get a glance at Peach's face.“Mrs. Darius!! What's your intake on the news that your husband forced himself on Jessica Astor last night, at Senator Butcher's party?!” A news lady screamed from the back.Eyes blurry with tears, Peach halted, her fists tightened at such words about Elijah, which Dice and the others had already filled her in on what happened last night.“Mrs. Darius, is it true that your husband bribed the police to side with him on this matter, and that's the only reason Mr. Butchen and his men got arrested last night?” Another journalist asked, pushing up to the front of the pack.“Members of Congress, like other citizens, are subject to investig
“Beep... Beep... Beep...” That sound made Peach grip tighten on the knob after she had pushed the door open and saw Elijah lying in the hospital bed, wearing a blue gown. “They're going to wake him up, right?” Peach whispered, unable to move from where she stood, swallowing down her fear. “Yes. Mr. Darius was in so much pain last night, that’s why we had to put him to sleep, but he will awake. It’s just a twenty-four-hour thing. He is just sleeping.” Dr. Wilson's voice startled her, making Peach jump back a little before she turned around to see the doctor holding a clipboard. A gentle smile graced his lips as he laughed softly, “Sorry for scaring you, by showing up from out of nowhere.” “It’s fine.” Peach said, almost in a whisper, giving the doctor a weak smile as she slowly brushed her palm against her arm. There was a brief pause as Dr. Wilson stared at her puffy wet eyes, darting left and right. Then he softly sighed, widening his smile to comfort her, and then asked “
The hospital was so quiet at midnight as Cora walked down the hallway, and the closer she got to Elijah’s room, she could hear her heart pounding loudly in her ears, seeing all the men standing in line, guarding the room. ‘Mother didn’t tell me that this place was going to be swamped with his bodyguards… I feel like I am about to assassinate a president or something.’ Cora mumbled in her head, adjusting the mask on her face to make sure no one recognized her.When she got to the door, she hesitated, wondering if any of them were going to stop her. But when no one said a word, she pushed the door open, walking calmly into the room, suppressing the nervous feeling in the pit of her stomach.After she shut the door behind her, she turned to see Elijah lying on his back, his face away from her, directed at the right wall, and the pillows that his head wasn’t resting on, blocking his face from her view. Knowing time was not on her side, she walked over to the bedside, focusing only on hi
A faint laugh left Peach’s lips, her shaky eyes on Elijah, wondering if he was kidding or not, and yet the seriousness in his gaze told her what she feared. There was so much emotion flooding her that Peach had no idea how to deal with it all. She did know one thing though, the feelings were too strong for her to be able to hold them in and pretend like everything was fine. “I have this thing with my dad that requires me to keep my identity a secret and...” Elijah trailed off, seeing the hurt in her eyes as she darted her gaze away from him, her shaky hand nervously exploring the skin of her face. “Peach... I couldn't tell anybody... I...” “It’s just a name, but why does it hurt so much to know that you lie about it, Elijah?” Peach whispered looking up at her husband once more. “How can just a name leave me with so much doubt about you, about us?” Seeing her body shudder, Elijah reached for Peach's hand, but she pulled back, awaking from the bed, and his heart ached as he let out
The sound of the doorbell echoing through the house made everyone tense up, especially Peach because by now, they all knew that Elijah's father was visiting.“Mama,” Peach whispered as Miss Grace reached for the doorknob, grabbing onto her mother's arm.“Breathe, honey.” Miss Grace mumbled, twisting the doorknob, and then she pulled it open.Standing on the porch was a pure white-haired man with a casual dress shirt and jeans, and yet, he had this aura of importance, and his presence was commanding as he stared from beneath his glasses a smile tugging on the corners of his lips.Looking over at Peach, his smile widened, and he said cheerfully, “Let me guess, you are Peach?”With a nod, she gave a nervous grin, saying, “Yes, sir. It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Maxwell.”His smile faded, and Peach remembered what Elijah said about his dad and him having this thing about his identity, and a sense of worry shot through her.“Ah... I feel guilty that it's my fault my daughter-in-law is
When the sound of her room door cracking open echoed in her ear, Miss Grace jumped from her sleep and looked over at her daughter, standing in the doorway. “Peach, honey... It's five am... What's the matter?” Miss Grace asked, sitting up in bed, her voice still raspy with sleep. Pouting, Peach shut the door, walked over to her mother, and climbed into her bed, hugging her. “I am nervous, mama... Not even the internet knows how much he's worth... It was easier when he was just an ordinary man, but now...” Peach trailed off as she held onto her mom. Smiling softly, Grace stroked her daughter's hair, and after a while, she whispered, “Honey, why did you fall in love with Elijah?” “The first time I met him, he was grumpy, but his eyes told me a different story... I could tell he was hurt... Maybe there was something about his wounded soul that made me curious, and then he slowly unraveled his personality...” Peach whispered. Then she raised her head to stare at her mother, mumbli