The Marvelous Elijah's Return novel Chapter 90

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The anger that ate at Elijah slowly faded, and he looked back to see his wife staring calmly at him, and yet, he couldn’t stop caring for what she was thinking at that moment about him. Sighing, Elijah looked back at Elmer and scoffed, letting go of his collar, causing his back to hit the tile, and a cry escaped his throat. Elmer lay on the floor, holding his chest, crying and moaning, shaking his head as he tried desperately to hold in his sobbing, the room became so quiet that the sound of a pin drop could’ve been heard.

Everyone was shocked by what was happening in the lobby, and Natalie’s hands were trembling as she tried to remember the police number har minda remember the police number, her mind a mess.

“Natalie! Have you called the police yet?!” Mr. Elmer cried in rage as the pain from his face intensified because of the volume of his voice, and he moaned out,“ Natalie!!!”

“Yessir, I’m sorry sir, um, I need help here…” Natalie stammered with a shaky tone.

“What help?”

“Umm… What’s the police number?”

“What the hell, Natalie!!”

His swollen jaw hurting like hell, Elmer groaned in agony, and Elijah stopped in his steps, and looked back at him, saying, “Don’t worry, I will help you call them.”

A frown crossed Elmer’s face as he looked

back at Natalie and cried, “It’s 999… Why are you su-ch a beauty wi-th no bra-in!”

Calmly, Elijah scrolled through his phone, stopping at Bamford’s number, and then he rang it.

After the second ring, the chief constable finally accepted the call and said, “Good afternoon, Elijah. How can I assist you?”

“I need you to help me get rid of a madman off my wife’s property.” Elijah casually replied without hesitating as he looked down at Elmer, who snorted to hear Elijah call him, “A madman.”

“What happened? Is she okay?”

“She is.”

“Okay, where are you guys? My men and I are coming to you guys.”

Meeting Elmer’s mad eyes, Elijah’s lips twitched in a small smile, and Elmer immediately saw the mockery in his eyes, and he ignored his pain and shouted, “I will fuck you up, Elijah! You think you know what I am capable of!! I will hurt all of you! You are all gonna wish you had never been born, you sons of bitches!”

With a half-smirk, Elijah focused back on the call, saying, “He’s getting more crazy. Can you please hurry up and come to Investistic Co?”

“That’s… That’s Elmer Hayes’ company …” Mr. Bamford stuttered in astonishment.

“Yes, well, it’s not his anymore and he’s refusing to leave and got violent with my wife.”

“Her uncle?”

Scowling at Elijah’s remark, Elmer shouted, exposing the opening of his bloody mouth, two broken teeth, and bruised tongue, “Who’s the piece of shit on the other side of that call, Elijah, Huh?! … Violent with your wife?! Haha, she’s my damn step-niece. I can put my hands on her if she’s being a little bitch!”

When Peach saw Elijah clutching his fist again, she knew he was really going to beat Elmer into humbleness, and since she knew her family’s pride spirit, she rushed for Elijah, hugging his waist without saying a word, slid her palm down his arm until he opened his fist, allowing her fingers to lace with his.

“We are on our way and will be there in the next ten minutes,” Bamford said before Elijah ended the call.

“The police are on their way here, boss!”

Natalie shouted, almost trumpeting the fact that she finally got it done.

“Your ass is sleeping in prison for assaulting me!” Elmer yelled out as he spits another bloody saliva on the black marble tile.

Squeezing her husband’s hand, Peach felt a dull ache in her heart as she whispered, “Let me see your nose.”

With a sigh, Elijah tore his attention off Elmer and turned around to gaze into her eyes, a frown settled on her face at the dry bloodstain on his skin.

In concern, she reached out her fingers to touch his face, but paused at the thought of hurting him, and yet, as she was about to lower her hand, Elijah grabbed her wrist, brought it to his lips, and kissed her palm before leaning his head into her touch touch.

“Does it hurt?” Peach asked softly, pouting at the sight of his bruised nostril.