Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 204

Chapter 204 

“Talking face to face is the only way to make things clear” 

Gideon was visibly upset. “Then out with it. What’s the deal?” 

Tarquin’s expression was nonchalent as he said, “I just wanted to ask you what you were discussing with Mike before Lionel’s incident?” Mentioning Mike caused Gideon’s expression to shift dramatically! He glared, eyes fixed intently on Tarquin. 

The crowd, keen observers all, sensed something was amiss, stirring whispers among themselves, 

“Who’s Mike?” 

I think I know. A while back, Lionel and his crew bullied a girl. She ended up taking her own life, and Mike was her brother.” 

“Does this mean Lionel was killed by Mike?” 

“He’s just a nobody. Without someone backing him, he’d never get close to Lionel. I bet he’s just a pawn, there’s gotta be a mastermind behind the scene.” 

Everyone tumed towards Gideon, their eyes filled with varying degrees of suspicion. 

Gideon’s face turned beet red as he yelled, “Nonsense! Tarquin, are you suggesting I had Mike kill Lionel?” 

“No, I’m just curious why you were meeting Mike before the incident and why you sent people after Mike afterward. What could Mike possibly have done to offend you so much, Grandpa?” 

Tarquin might as well have had silencing a witness written all over his face. 

Gideon, struggling for breath, his composure lost, retorted, “What are you talking about? I don’t even know this Mike.” 

Calm as ever, Tarquin produced a photograph. It showed Gideon and Mike in mid–conversation. 

The evidence was as loud as a slap to the face. 

Gideon stood up so fast from his chair it might as well have been a jump. 

The crowd was in shock. 

Tarquin didn’t outright accuse Mike of being the murderer. But with the conversation taking this turn, the Bradfords, sharp as they were, 

got the gist 

Tarquin then reverted to his usual cold demeanor “Elijah is my life. Whoever dares to target my Elijah won’t face death from my hands, but a fate worse than death!” 

He rose, looking down on Gideon. “And another thing, don’t treat me, Tarquin, like a fool. If you’re planning to use me or frame me, you better check if you’ve got the brains or the means for it!” 

With that parting shot, he left. 

Silence enveloped the room. 

After what felt like an eternity, Allegra suddenly lunged forward, grabbing Gideon’s wrist, kneeling before him with eyes brimming with tears. “Dad! Tell me, what’s going on?” 

Gideon, gasping for air, pushed Allegra away, roaring, “You believe Tarquin’s divisive words? Foolish