The Marvelous Elijah's Return novel Chapter 72

Come on, Elijah

The dining table of the Hayes family was completely quiet as Madam Jewel slowly sipped her tea, looking so calm and relaxed. 

“Mother, it’s been days since Peach left this mansion… How can you be so calm? I mean, don’t you fear what might be going on through all of this silence with her?” Dean asked his mother, watching how she calmly savored her tea. Sighing softly, Madam Jewel placed her teacup down onto her saucer, before placing her hands together in front of her. 

“Michael called me days ago. He said… Well, Elijah was bold enough to challenge him the other day, at the motel, and even claim that Peach was already taken for him to pursue her…” Madam Jewel uttered with a cocky smile, remembering the relief she felt when he told her that. 

“Peach is taken… and that’s a good thing?… Taken by who?!” Dean asked, eyeing his wife, and even Martha now seemed more interested in what was being said. 

“Elijah,” “Elijah?” The table fell silent and Madam Jewel picked up her cup again, taking another sip of her tea. 

Her eyes drifted across the table and landed on Dean, furrowing her brows when he broke into a burst of wild laughter, almost choking on his own spit. “You are serious, mother… and you were actually right about what you said the night of the party! Peach decided to settle for that over Micheal?!” Dean laughed, wiping his eyes, before continuing, “What is wrong with that girl?!” “You should be happy that your daughter escaped that mess… instead of laughing.” Madam Jewel replied with a hint of a grin on her face. Clearing his throat aggressively, a sense of embarrassment overcame Dean, and he mumbled, “Sorry, mom, I shouldn’t have cracked up at your words… I’m just shocked that with all the options, she would go for something like-“. “Elijah!” Josh’s voice roared into the dining room as he stormed through the doorway. “That bastard!” 

When Dean saw his son shaking from anger, his brows knitted deeply into a deep frown as he looked to Madam Jewel, then back to Josh. 

“What happened, son?” Dean asked, concern evident in his voice and posture, but his eyes still focused on Josh. 

“Elijah is a hooligan… a rotten… rotten thug! Haha! Why didn’t I realize this soon… His arrogance, his lack of manners, his… He’s just so full of egos and pride for the bum that he is!! “Josh began to ramble, gesturing wildly with his arms as he paced around the room. “He’s in some ganr.! That scum!” “Calm down and speak with sense.” Madam Jewel spoke firmly, not liking where this conversation was leading 

Throwing his randmother whard look, Josh scolted and rolled his eyes, crossing his arins in 

defiance and letting out, “Mr. Fangio had been up my ass this morning, mad on the phone and frustrated, blaming me for shit!!” 

“Why would your wife’s father get pissed off at you?” Dean questioned further, not understanding what his son was getting at. Silently, madam Jewel watched closely as she took another drink of her tea, furrowing her brows when she noticed Josh’s expression changing drastically. 

“A while ago, Iris begged her dad to bestow me twenty of his best men…” Josh muttered, rubbing the back of his head. “I needed them… because I wanted to teach Elijah a lesson…” 

His last statement didn’t get any reaction from his grandmother or his parents… like none of them cared that he had gone after Elijah with such vicious intent and force. But, there was one thing that got their attention… “All twenty men are now in the intensive care unit, along with every other man that Mr. Fangio has in his employ, including his two bodyguards…!!” Josh shouted, raising his voice a little. “They were hunted down… chased, beaten, and now, I am the one getting all the heat from this shitstorm…!!” 

A look of worry crossed Mr. Dean’s face, wishing his son would not have said such words before his grandmother. 

“How could you make such a reckless move, Josh!!” Madam Jewel finally snapped, setting her empty cup on the saucer. “Is it worth ruining our reputation by bringing more trouble than we can handle?! Mr. Fangio is an important and influential businessman in this country… The amount of damage that could happen to our family because of this.” “How the fuck would I have known then that Elijah was in some shitty gang?!” Josh shouted louder, throwing his arms into the air. 

“Watch your tone with your grandmother!!” Dean warned, his fists clenching tightly as he stared down at his son, his jaw set in anger. The atmosphere surrounding the table grew thick and heavy, no one dared say anything else while Madarn Jewel continued to glare intensely at her grandson. “How did he even manage to take down a man as powerful as Clyde Fangio’s men?” Martha whispered beneath her breath to her husband as she observed her mother-in-law and her son. “How should I know!!” Dean responded as he glanced at his wife with a scowl. “That idiot Vlad ran out of the country, and I haven’t gotten a damn thing out of him since… After all the money I had given him to investigate that scoundrel… And now, I still don’t know anything about this bum!” 

The peace that once rained earlier immediately fell away, turning into a storm of chaos, and Madam Jewel’s face turned dark. 

“This Elijah guy smells like serious trouble… a lot bigger than what I initially thought…” She muttered under her breath as she shook his head furiously. “We can not allow him to attach himself to this family name for the second time with the prestige that this family has. We have a reputation to maintain…”