Help

Help!

Gazing intensely into the bathroom mirror, Elijah reached for his toothbrush but then paused as a memory of Lawyers Meeks‘ words kept replaying in his head, the looks on his face when he said those words, and the way his body reacted a bit nervously to question about the will.

Immediately, he grabbed his phone off the sink and scrolled for Ryan‘s number until he got to it, dialing it.

After ringing his number, the call got answered and Ryan‘s voice popped up through the speaker, “Good morning, Boss...”

“I need us to discuss something important later on today, and I also need Matt and you this morning,” Elijah said as he watched the bathroom door reflection in the mirror slowly pushed open, and Peach popped her head inside.

“Are we coming for the same reasons, or–”

“Something like that, but there‘s more I need to pick your brains about.”

“I am getting Matt, and we are on our way.”

“Good, we will wait on you guys before we leave, so be here by nine.”

Wondering who her husband was talking to so seriously at seven in the morning, Peach reached her hands around his waist and kissed his bare back, resting her head flat against his warm skin.

“Okay, boss, we will be there before that hour,” Ryan‘s voice echoed into Elijah‘s ear before he ended the call a few seconds later.

Slowly, he turned around, and Peach took a step back to meet his eyes, but he suddenly picked her off the tiles by her waist and sat her on the counter, standing between her thighs and caging her in the middle of his hands.

“Morning, darling,” Elijah said, his voice deep and husky from sleepiness.

“Mor–ning...” Peach responded softly, as she slowly raised one hand and brushed some strands of hair from his forehead. “Something wrong?”

“You can say that... I need Ryan‘s import on your grandfather‘s will,”

“Did you find something wrong with it,”

“No, it‘s not the will in general, it‘s something else.”

A look of confusion appeared on Peach‘s face, and she lowered her gaze to meet the floor, thinking extremely hard, even though she had no idea what her husband was implying.

her meet his gaze, mumbling, “Don‘t sweat it. I will

whispered, leaning forward and placing a small peck on his lips. “I trust

nodded and said, wriggling his brow, “Spanish, I can get down with that... I love it.”

her eyes playfully, and they both shared a short laugh.

and then Peach met Elijah‘s eyes with a hesitant glance and asked, “How are we going

company, so we are simply going to go to the building

over,” Elijah told her with a hint

simple as you just made

the willingness of your uncle.”

“But,”

have the mindset of a maniac, and they will literally ruin that

what you are saying, and you are night Okay, we will do it your way,

a deep breath, he kissed her cheek gently before whispering against her

trusted wholeheartedly to stand by those words, it would be her husband, so with her mind set on being able

steening wheel and just a short distance behind them was Matt

of morning traffic, but they got there by eleven o‘clock and the moment they walked into the building‘s first lobby, Elmer and a couple of investors suddenly came walking towards them from

expression remained neutral,

Patience,‘ Peach thought, suppressing her anger to appear more professional, as she smiled politely

as pleasant and professional as always as if nothing could

the greeting with a stiff nod, his face still looking a

the one on his left a glance, not wanting to escalate this situation because he was desperately pleading with them to save this company that was on the

asked, her voice low and soothing. “In private?”

“Not now, Peach! I have important people to take out for breakfast at this moment, so whatever you have to say, save it for another day.”

but in anger, and she wanted to give herself a moment to compose her

pulled Peach on his right side and stood in his way, letting out in a demanding

breathed through clenched teeth, his eyes flashing

to claim this company that is rightfully mine!!!” Peach suddenly blurted, and her voice

the point

Help!

back at her uncle, straight in his eyes, and said in a firm tone, “Give me back what is mine! This is not a plea or a request. It‘s a damn order, and I need your desk cleared

whispering aroused in the lobby among employees, and the tension that brought to Elmer was enough to make him want to rip his hair out, and

company is not even yours?” Mr. Walker questioned with an annoyed huff, his dark eyes flickering from

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