The Marvelous Elijah’s Return

Chapter 157

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.”

“Stop being petite, Lisa.” Mr. Maxwell teased, causing Peach to chuckle at the eye roll her mother-in- law gave him.

“Don’t step on my joy. I pray for this to happen since your son almost gave me a heart attack. when he said he wasn’t getting married again.”

“AAH,”

Mrs. Maxwell’s words made Peach realize what her “Thank you,” from earlier meant, and Peach gave her mother-in-law a big smile when their eyes locked.

Then she subconsciously raised her gaze and saw her husband walking into the dining room with this look that made her worry.

“Are you okay, Elijah?” Miss Grace asked softly, seeing exactly what her daughter saw in his expression.

The sense of reluctance Elijah felt stopped him from speaking for a moment, but then he said, “Matt called and he needs me back in Syldavia.”

“You are going back?” Both Peach and her mother-in-law said at the same time,

The look they gave him almost made Elijah think twice about his decision, but he smiled at the both of them and said, “Yes, but Hopefully, I will be back the day after tomorrow.”

“But Madam Elle book club party,” Mrs. Maxwell mumbled, eyeing her husband for support but got none as his expression remained calm.

Understanding the look from her mother-in-law to Mr. Maxwell, Peach realized that there was no stopping Elijah from going since his father seemed to approve.

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

“Right now,” Elijah said, and he could see from her facial features, that her heart dropped at little bit. “It’s just a few pieces of paperwork that I need to attend to, and I will be right back. I promise.”

A weak smile made its way 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 at him.

“Excuse me,” Elijah mumbled.

When his back turned to her, Peach’s smile disappeared, and Mrs. Maxwell’s heartache at the sight of her daughter-in-law hurting.

Resting his hands 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!” Dean lashed out at his mother, making the rest of his siblings flinch. “You! You are

“I am not responsible for any of this. So do not release the anger that you have in you for Elijah on me.” Madam Jewel said in a firm tone. “You know that you are putting your anger on the wrong person.”

“You are gaslighting me!”

“No. I am 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 he can mock us while we do.” This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

“Do you 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 circles, the companies are crumbling, and our family. reputation is sinking into stinky mud, and you think this is the time to act like you are delusional!!”

Frowning at his brother, Mathew met his eyes with a cold stare and said, “Dean, chill. That’s our mother you are talking to.”

The increase in her son’s voice made Madam Jewel flinch as well. Her hands balled into fists as a deep sigh escaped her lips, and she said, “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 stab Jessica Astor ten times and almost killed her, and I didn’t ask your slut of a daughter to bring that bastard. into our lives to ruin it! If we look at it, it’s your children’s fault!”

“Oh, oh, so it’s also my children’s fault that Cora is going to spend the rest of her disabled life. locked up?!” Dean yelled.

“Don’t you dare say such hurtful words in my face, 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 are! You owe me your respect and obedience!”

“Can we all just shut 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 it too, damnit!” Tyson shouted, causing the table to fall silent. “So, let’s eat or leave!”

Before Madam Jewel could put her grandson in his place, Mathew’s ringtone went off, he quickly grabbed his phone and answered, “Hey, pops.”

Frowning in worry at the thought that Eli and Mathew had been in contact with their father for days now, Dean stopped from 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 him is that you are my mother.”

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

“Elijah fucking Maxwell.”

“You said that you men tracked him to the airport, and he left with Peach for Bordoria, earlier.”

“Well, the picture they just sent me clearly shows that it is him, and he’s back home, alone, without Peach.”

“But why?”

“I don’t know. But my men are tailing him right now…”

Sitting in the backseat of the car, the longing in Elijah’s heart for his wife was intensifying by the second as he admired the night sky in Syldavia.

Suddenly, the sound of his ringtone made Elijah tear his eyes from the clouds and took out his phone.

For a split second, he watched the caller ID, and then hit accept, putting the phone to his ear, answering, “Mom,”

“Have you arrived in Syldavia yet, son?” Mrs. Maxwell’s voice flowed in his ear.

Hearing the trace of worry in her shaky voice, he asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Umm… I just thought to let you know that… Peach is sick…” Mrs. Maxwell’s voice trailed off. “She’s burning up badly.”

Before Elijah could respond, Dice called out from the driver seat as the car speed suddenly started picking up, “Boss… Boss…”

Tom, Elijah muted his mother’s call for a second as a sense of worry squeezed his heart tightly at the thought of his wife being sick, and then he asked, “What is it?”

“We are being followed… By the Black car on the right, gray car on the right, and the white one at our back” Dice said, hitting the accelerator hard. “Embrace yourself and wear your seatbelt! I am going to try and shake them off.”

“Umm… I just thought to let you know that… Peach is sick…” Mrs. Maxwell’s voice trailed off. “She’s burning up badly.”

Before Elijah could respond, Dice called out from the driver seat as the car speed suddenly started picking up, “Boss… Boss…”

Torn, Elijah muted his mother’s call for a second as a sense of worry squeezed his heart tightly at the thought of his wife being sick, and then he asked, “What is it?”

“We are being followed… By the Black car on the right, gray car on the right, and the white one. at our back.” Dice said, hitting the accelerator hard. “Embrace yourself and wear your seatbelt! I am going to try and shake them off.”