Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 100

Chapter 100 

“You… you… 

Tm warning you, don’t push a mother too far. Touch my child and I swear, I’ll go to the ends of the earth to make you regret it!” 

Elysia was livid! 

These women could pick a fight with her all they wanted, but her kid was off–limits! 

The gaggle of women had seen enough of Elysia’s wrath to hesitate before approaching any further. They prodded Oriana instead, “Come on, Oriana, call Mr. Huber and let him sort her out. She’s got a death wish, hitting you like that!” 

“Yeah, get Mr. Huber here.” 

Oriana, lips quivering with fury, shot Elysia a venomous look and redialed Keaton. 

As soon as he answered, she wailed into the phone, “Keaton, I’ve been attacked! Get over here, now! Wahhh…” 

Elysia frowned at the unfolding scene, well aware that whoever they were summoning was no ordinary Joe. 

The next few moments were not looking good for her. 

Without hesitation, Elysia whipped out her cell phone and dialed 911. 

Facing the powerful with nothing to her name, her only hope lay in the hands of the law. 

Lowell stood by, torn between admiration for Elysia’s pluck–taking on the lot single–handedly–and respect for her fierce maternal instinct. 

“They’re bringing in Keaton Huber. Looks like that’s Keaton’s new flame. When he’s smitten, he’s famously at their beck and call. Ms. Thorne might be in for it today.” 

After sharing his thoughts with Tarquin, he added, “Just for the mother bear act alone, we can’t just stand by, can we? She’s fighting for her kid. Plus, who knows, maybe she can actually help us with Elijah?” 

Tarquin, a thoughtful frown on his face, seemed moved by the sight of Elysia shielding 

Emmett. 

If only Elijah had such protection from his mother, what a blessed child he would be! 

“I’ll have the manager look into this.” Lowell reached for his phone, preparing to call the mall management. 

The mall’s higher–ups didn’t know about their visit. 

Before Lowell could make the call, Tarquin interjected, “No need.” 

Who was at fault didn’t matter, his patience with Orlana and her clique was wearing thin 

“No? So… do we clue in Mr. Huber first?” Lowell asked. 

“No! Didn’t you say you saw Jessamine Huber earlier?” 

Jessamine, Keaton’s elder sister and Corbin’s mother, was also Mrs. Denton.