Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 963

No sooner had Evan taken a few steps away from his last meeting, his phone buzzed in his pocket. It was Elijah.

Whatever Elijah said caused Evan to furrow his brows, nodding slightly, "Alright, I'll follow your lead. I won't make a move until you're done!"

...

At the halfway point up the hill, nestled among lush greenery, sat Gideon's luxurious villa.

Gideon was still basking in a sense of triumph.

With the contract signed, the crisis looming over him seemed to have been completely averted.

Now, with Alpha's backing, taking down Tarquin would be a piece of cake. His plan was simple: use Alpha's power to crush Tarquin, then, once he'd regained his strength, find a way to topple Alpha himself.

He dreamed of devouring the assets of both Tarquin and Alpha, becoming the wealthiest person in the world. Who would dare challenge him then? He envisioned owning a lion's share of the economy, standing at the pinnacle, looking down on everyone with disdain.

People would only speak of Gideon with envy and admiration.

Lost in his dreams of grandeur, an eerie chill swept through the room, followed by a shadow flitting past the window.

"Who's there?!"

The wind was the only response, leaving Gideon puzzled and staring outside. Just as he was about to dismiss it as a trick of the light, a sinister voice broke the silence,

"Gideon, for the suffering you've caused and the souls you've oppressed, your end is near..."

His heart skipped a beat, his expression turning to one of horror.

That was Elizabeth's voice!

"Who's playing these tricks?!"

Summoning his courage, he wheeled himself closer to the window. As he approached, Elizabeth suddenly materialized outside!

Her hair was disheveled, her face as pale as death, her eyes piercing him like knives. Her voice was a cold whisper,

"Gideon, your many sins have sealed your fate. Your end is near."

Gideon's eyes widened in sheer terror, instinctively backing away several meters.

Rubbing his eyes and looking again, Elizabeth was still there, repeating, "Gideon, your time has come... your time has come..."

As Elizabeth seemed about to climb through the window, Gideon screamed at the top of his lungs for help.

The study door burst open, and Gideon yelled,