The Marvelous Elijah’s Return

Chapter 157- The real enemies

Frowning slightly, Elijah knew that the voice belonged to Lawyer Meeks, and yet he was skeptical of the fact that he was alive. A part of him still could not believe it, but the rest of his logical mind seemed to think differently.

“How did you survive the fall?” Elijah asked.

After dealing with the Hayeses for so long, Elijah knew how tricky and treacherous the family can get to achieve their goals.

“I black out during the fall and the next thing I knew, I opened my eyes in a tiny room with this old lady and her daughter, and they had been helping me since then… I can not walk, Elijah. The impact of my body hitting the water with such force injured my spine. I need to get out of the country to seek treatment… If I keep hiding with no proper medical care care, I will die, for real.” Mr. Meeks spoke slowly and he sounded very weak.

“What happened that day… the evening the accident took place?”

“I want to see your face first… I want to explain things to you in person because I don’t trust a phone call.”

Silence settled on the line as Elijah processed what Mr. Meeks said, and then he asked, “What device are you using?”

“A smartphone,” Mr. Meeks said.

“Video call me.”

The call abruptly ended in Elijah’s ear, and he sighed in annoyance. But as he was about to put his phone back into his pocket, it started buzzing, and Elijah looked at the screen to see that he was getting an incoming video call.

Immediately, Elijah answered, and the video call connected to a small camera, and there, staring back at him was a man who should be a ghost.

“Send me your location. I will be back in Syldavia at night, but I am sending my men, Jerome and Matt, to pick you up, and take you somewhere safer.”

“Okay,” Mr. Meeks said.

After ending the call, Elijah drew a breath, knowing he hadn’t told Peach the truth yet, and now that this had surfaced, he was still hesitant to do so.

The dinner room was lively as Mrs. Maxwell told Peach and Mrs. Grace with a smile, saying, “I can’t wait to take you guys to Madam Elle’s book club tomorrow… Side note, she likes. bragging about her son’s marriage and her daughter-in-law to my face, and now that my daughter-in-law is here, I want to rub it in her face too.”

Maxwell teased, causing Peach to

son almost gave me a heart attack. when he said he wasn’t getting

“AAH,”

meant, and Peach gave her

raised her gaze and saw her husband walking

asked softly, seeing

from speaking for a moment, but

are going back?” Both Peach and her mother-in-law said

almost made Elijah think twice about his decision, but he smiled at the

club party,” Mrs. Maxwell mumbled, eyeing her husband for support but got none as his expression

the look from her mother-in-law to Mr. Maxwell, Peach realized that there was no stopping Elijah from

Peach asked, holding back the feeling of sadness

at little bit. “It’s just a few pieces of paperwork that I need to attend

to her lips as Peach looked into his eyes, and he waited for her to say something, and when she didn’t, he stared at his father, who nodded slightly

“Excuse me,” Elijah mumbled.

and Mrs. Maxwell’s heartache at the sight

on his hips, Dean scoffed at his mother, rage coursing through his veins. “Josh has spent one week in prison, Damnit! My son! He’s behind bars because of you!”

release the anger that you have in you for Elijah on me.”

“You are gaslighting me!”

your head straight, so you won’t forget who the real enemies here are. This is Elijah’s trick, to tear us up from the inside so we can destroy each other, and he can mock us

a fool! Because of all of this, we are being shut out by those we know in the business circles, the companies are crumbling, and our family. reputation is sinking into stinky

eyes with a cold stare and said, “Dean, chill. That’s

“You are angry about what happened to your son, Dean. But that is not my fault. It’s Joshua’s own doing. I never told him to

oh, so it’s also my children’s fault that Cora is going to spend the rest of her disabled life.

“I carried you for nine months, breastfed you till you were one year old, and raised you into the man that you are! You owe

the fuck up and eat dinner! My father is in prison for who-knows-how long, and I just don’t want to play this victim game with you all because it’s messing with my head right now, and I don’t want to lose

grandson in his place, Mathew’s ringtone

now, Dean stopped from his seat and then walked out of the dining room, “It’s

spotted leaving the airport?” Thornton’s voice filled his son’s ear. “Who?” Mathew asked, annoyed at