The Marvelous Elijah’s Return

The sight of Jessica made Elijah frown slightly, but when their eyes locked, he immediately turned his focus back on Sen.

Butcher who was now shaking hands with Bryan, “Happy birthday, Mr. Butcher.

It’s always my pleasure getting an invitation to your birthday celebrations each year.” Bryan said with a faint grin as he let go of the old man’s hand.

Returning a small smile, Mr. Butcher then darted his eyes on Elijah, mumbling, “Not a lady tonight… you have upgraded your plus one to someone way more intriguing.” “Happy birthday Congressman Butcher.

It’s my honor to be here to celebrate your big sixty…” Elijah humbly replied, but the look in his eyes was still piercing even though he tried not to show it

His gaze softened slightly when he saw the calm smile Mr. Butcher had sent him which was enough to put Elijah’s heart at ease and to make him grin at the old man.

“Isabella, come here, please.” Mr. Butcher instructed, looking back at a young beauty, pointing to the young woman standing next to Jessica.

When Isabella moved beside her father, he smiled proudly at her and then said, “This is the apple of my eye…” Looking back at Jessica, he signaled her to come to the front and then added, “And her best friend… I am sure you guys have met… Well, you were married to her friend… Melina.

So, I am right, right?” “We have,” Elijah said, only focusing on the old man.

With a wild smile, Jessica extended her hand as she whispered seductively, “Hello, Mr. Darius… I must say, I am in love with your suit.” .

Sizing her with his eyes, Elijah’s face remained numbed with emotion as he said coldly, “My wife has good taste in clothes.”

For a moment, Jessica looked taken aback by his words.

However, she quickly recovered from it, but her remark left a weird atmosphere among them.

“I would have been shocked and a bit enraged to see you at my party, and Bryan bringing you here would have been an insult to me if I wasn’t aware of the sudden headway you are making in the business world… How did you do it?” Sen.

Butcher asked, looking at Elijah with his shrewd eyes.

“How did I do what?” Elijah asked in an unamused tone, knowing the insult within Mr. Butcher’s words.

The old man could see in Elijah’s eyes, boldness instead of fear, and he wasn’t sure if it was arrogance or pure confidence that fueled those qualities.

face it, you were like a doormat to the Hayes family more than their son-in-law, and all of sudden, you are making millions of dollars investment in huge companies that should have gone bankrupt and breathing life into them, while claiming the highest

lowlife, so how you managed to pull such a

spoke slowly and

he didn’t flinch under his

Court and you coming on?” Elijah asked, feeling glad that he had Rookie investigate the

and it was only fair that he got revenge for the earlier

the Senator’s features as he opened his mouth to speak, but Dylan appeared, beaming at

for a second, birthday boy!” Dylan exclaimed excitedly, but

He finally replied, turning toward Dylan and giving him a

and uttering

addressing me with such disrespect.” Elijah calmly

a safe distance before mumbling,” What are you doing? These are the guys we

they his equal, or his yes-men?” Elijah casually asked, his

was trying to say, and he knew that he was right about it as he listened to Elijah continued, “People don’t respect those they can easily intimidate, and if I want to establish dominance that matches the five energy, I can not stick my tail between my ass if they bark at

right approach, and then he mumbled, “What the heck… I have been kissing up to these old geese

waiter suddenly appeared out of nowhere

as he eyed Jessica and Isabella glaring at him, and he knew not to drink or eat anything

two,” Bryan said,

the first two glasses, he took a third, and Elijah looked at him slightly worried,” Don’t drink the entire tray… I will be back… need to use the restroom.” Once he had

friend “Excuse me

quietness in the bathroom was smoothing as Elijah stood before the mirror, a while later, and the sound of the water running from the faucet was the only thing heard in

being away

made him open his eyes, turning off the faucet and then hastily drying his hand on a paper towel only to freeze

gaze to stare at the janitor, only to recognize the face underneath the

“Jessica.”

out of his head, and in frustration, he mumbled, “How did he get wind of something so classified and sealed in the system and on the internet about

putting on his guest list because he didn’t want to be a part

don’t recall listing your name for an invite.” Mr. Butcher said with a frown when he was

as a last-minute guest, Sir,” Josh

in the bathroom and is… umm… forcing