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.

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 share among all the shareholders

lowlife, so how you managed to pull such a feat is beyond my knowledge,”

spoke slowly

his hard gaze fell on Elijah, but he didn’t flinch under his scrutiny, and he knew that this man was

on between the Supreme Court and you coming on?” Elijah asked, feeling glad that he

cocky remark, tonight seemed to have taken a different turn, and it was only fair that he got

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

a second, birthday boy!” Dylan exclaimed excitedly, but his smile quickly faded because of the tension between

toward Dylan and giving him a cold

and uttering in a low, disgusted tone, “Who do you think you

me with such disrespect.”

Bryan grabbed Elijah’s arm and pulled him back to a safe distance before mumbling,” What are you doing? These are the

the table with Butcher, are they his equal, or his yes-men?” Elijah casually asked,

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

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

suddenly appeared out of nowhere

Isabella glaring at him, and he knew not to drink

two,” Bryan said, still a

drink the entire tray… I will be back… need to use the restroom.” Once he had patted Bryan on the back,

friend “Excuse me

the water running from the faucet was the only thing heard in the

drowning in the peace that being away from the noise of the

door opening made him open his eyes, turning off the faucet and then hastily drying his hand on a paper towel

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

“Jessica.”

his head, and in frustration, he mumbled, “How did he get wind of something so

on a face that he didn’t remember putting on his guest list because he didn’t want to be a part of their

your name for an invite.” Mr. Butcher said

as a last-minute guest, Sir,” Josh said with

Darius had locked her in