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.”

to chuckle at the eye roll her

joy. I pray for this to happen since your son almost gave me a heart attack. when he said he wasn’t

“AAH,”

words made Peach realize what her “Thank you,” from earlier meant,

her gaze and saw her husband walking into the dining room with this

Grace asked softly, seeing exactly

sense of reluctance Elijah felt stopped him from speaking for a moment, but then he said, “Matt called and he needs me

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

about his decision, but he smiled at the

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

Peach realized that there was no stopping Elijah from going

are you leaving?” Peach asked, holding back the feeling of sadness that arose inside

dropped at little bit. “It’s just a few pieces of

Peach looked into his eyes, and he waited for her to say something, and when

“Excuse me,” Elijah mumbled.

back turned to her, Peach’s smile disappeared, and Mrs. Maxwell’s heartache at the

has spent one week in prison, Damnit! My son! He’s behind bars because of you!” Dean lashed out at his

anger that you have in you for Elijah

“You are gaslighting me!”

keeping 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

even hear yourself! You sound like a fool! Because of all of this, we are being shut out by those we know in the business

his eyes with a cold stare and said, “Dean, chill. That’s our mother you are talking

and she said, “You are angry about what happened to your son, Dean. But that is not my fault. It’s Joshua’s own

also my children’s fault that Cora is going to spend the rest of her disabled life. locked up?!”

Dean!” Madam Jewel screamed, tears. forming at the corners of her eyes. “I carried you for nine months, breastfed you till you were one year old, and raised you into the man that you

victim game with you all because it’s messing with

her grandson in his place, Mathew’s ringtone went

his seat and then walked out of the dining room, “It’s Elijah damn fault, but that doesn’t excuse you either. The only reason I haven’t strangled you as I want to do to

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