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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.

his index finger under her chin, Elijah slowly lifted her head and made her meet his gaze, mumbling, “Don‘t sweat it. I will tell you once I am sure about my

Peach whispered, leaning forward and placing a small

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

her lips as she rolled her eyes playfully, and they

of minutes, and then Peach met Elijah‘s eyes with a hesitant glance and asked, “How are we going to go about using the

Elmer is occupying your company, so we

morning and ask him to get out, so you can take over,” Elijah told

be as simple as you just made it

on the

“But,”

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

are night

gently before whispering against her temple, “)

husband, so with her mind set

the car, dressed up in business formal outfits, as he sat behind the steening wheel and just a short distance behind them was Matt and Ryan in a

o‘clock and the moment they walked into the building‘s first lobby, Elmer

a storm of rage came crashing through Elmer, and yet, his expression remained neutral, trying not to let anyone know how much of a bad mood he was

and Patience,‘ Peach thought, suppressing her anger to appear more professional, as

and professional as always as if nothing could shake the calm facade she was putting on

face still looking a

he gave the three men on the right and 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

her voice low

scowled and said in a tone laced with annoyance, “Not now, Peach! I have important people to take out for breakfast at this

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

soon as Elmer attempted to make a step past her, Elijah pulled Peach on his right side and stood

way...” Elmer breathed through clenched teeth, his eyes flashing dangerously. “Now!”

is rightfully mine!!!” Peach suddenly

to the point it startled everyone.

Help!

firm tone, “Give me back what is mine! This is not a plea or a request. It‘s a damn order, and I need

that brought to Elmer was enough to make him want to rip his hair out, and

yours?” Mr. Walker questioned with an annoyed huff, his dark eyes flickering from Peach to

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