The Marvelous Elijah’s Return

Chapter 116-Let’s talk about your so-called husband

The warehouse was quiet as Melina stood there like some dummy, having this look of confusion on her face that gives out the impression she didn’t know what Elijah was talking about.

“Strap her,"

Elijah commended, his face dead of emotions as he stared straight into her eyes like she was a puzzle to solve.

Once the boss’s order was out in the open, Jerome did not hesitate to grab a rope and then dragged a chair toward Melina, resting it right behind her.

Before she could protest or realize what was going on, Jerome locked her down in the chair and bound her wrists along with her ankles with two sets of ropes.

“Melina, don’t test my patience… I want my wife back, and trust me, I can do anything to make that happen… Is that understood?"

Elijah asked, staring straight at her from across the room, his tone deadly serious.

Suddenly, his ringtone sounded, and Elijah pulled out his phone, answering the call with his sight still trained on Melina.

“Dice,"

Elijah mumbled, fear suddenly creeping its way back into his heart as the sense of worry he felt just moments ago returned tenfold in an instant.

“Have you guys…"

“They had replica vans that were used to confuse the chase, boss… and I am sorry… We got thrown off and lost track of them."

Dice admitted with regret laced heavily in his voice.

“We lost the van, boss.”

Like his entire world had been ripped away from underneath him, Elijah shut his eyes for a second, trying to calm himself down.

But the cage door burst open and his emotions broke through, a mix of panic, anger, and grief coursing through him, threatening to explode and take over completely.

“Melina, where the fuck is my wife?!!"

Elijah shouted, his voice breaking a little and betraying how much stress he was under right now.

But that didn’t stop anger from burning in his eyes as he ended the call and glared over at Melina.

“Call it being at the wrong place at the wrong time, but I only visited you because of the pregnancy test result.

How was I supposed to know that Peach was going to get kidnapped at that exact moment?"

Melina said, sarcasm dripping from her voice like oil on water as if she didn’t care about the question he had asked.

“Do you remember how smooth your bed is, the taste of food, the feeling of cold refreshing water running down your throat?… Act cocky with me again, and this will be the hell hole you will be spending the rest of your lousy life in! Now let me ask you again: where the fuck is my wife?!?!"

Elijah uttered in a smooth voice.

Looking back at Jerome, Larry, and a couple of men around the warehouse, fear was written all over Melina’s expression as the men stood there, looking at her blankly.

“I don’t know,"

almost sounding

know where they

those words had left her lips made Melina realize

big

I don’t know,

desperate attempt

did she get from Elijah as he just looked at her, his gaze boring holes into her soul, and his silence had her so scared she

tell me

together as he tried to

tears, Melina abruptly stopped, darting her eyes around and then

me that she needed me to do something to grab your attention for a couple of minutes, outside of the hotel, away from Peach,

explained, her eyes dried and a pinch of

so much that his knuckles began to turn

since he knew that would only fuel the fire inside his head and make him lose his

the perfect script to use for

voice filled with

not

was, and I am… SO-rry… But honestly,

my other questions when I asked her about why she

trying to sound remorseful, but her voice just came out more

nothing short of a hardcore liar and manipulator,

his phone rang again, snapping him out

“Stuff her mouth,"

commanded, looking at

crossed her face as she stared between Elijah and Jerome,

anything dirty in

soon she was shut up when Jerome took hold of a thick cloth and shoved it deep in her mouth before duct taping her lips together to keep

moment to calm himself, Elijah looked at the unknown caller id

he listened to the silence from the other line until he heard a low husky voice, “We

hundred percent sure now that the Hayes was behind his wife’s kidnapping, his hate

beg-ging you… Please don’t… don’t hurt my wife…

to become shocked, their eyes widened as they stared at him, wondering if he was being sarcastic or

the silence started circling the atmosphere

tell me… what do you guys

desperation and

“Well…."

voice drew

want Elmer Hayes

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nervously, and then he let out in a shaky tone,

you cooperate

with a

to take like two to three days to get him free… But… how do I know my wife will

“What are you asking?!”

of her right now,