The Marvelous Elijah's Return novel Chapter 99

Who is my target? 

When the door cracked open, Scorpio stopped sharpening his blade and raised his gaze to stare at his man calmly walking inside, and then he asked in a dead tone, “What is it. Target?” 

Lowering his gaze to the floor, Target hesitated and then mumbled, “There‘s an older lady out there asking about you.” 

from every time he rubbed a little too roughly against it. 

Flinching, Target took a step back and then mumbled, “She wants you to do a job for her, and she claimed to have the money to pay.” 

For a moment, Scorpio didn‘t even react or look up. Then he said, very softly but with enough annoyance in his voice, commanded, “Bring her to me.” 

After a slight bow, Target eyed his boss before walking away without another word, and Scorpio continued to sharpen his blade. 

A couple of minutes later, the door opened again and Madam Jewel walked inside, clutching onto her purse with her face etched with a look of disgust. as her eyes darted about the room. 

After her three bodyguards joined her inside, Target shut the door and eyed his boss, waiting for a reaction. 

“What do you want?” Scorpio asked, laying his blade down and picking up another one. 

With a frown and a nervous glance at her bodyguards, Madam Jewel sighed, staring at him, and said, “I got a job for you.” 

Pausing, Scorpio looked up at her for a second, and then at Target, and understanding his boss‘s signal, Target approached Madam Jewel and tapped her on the hand, saying, “Ma‘am, you can sit he-” 

“Don‘t touch me!!” Madam Jewel lost it, jumping away from Target and glaring at the look of confusion on his face. 

“Please refrain from touching, my madam!” Kent warned, his eyes cold as he glared at Target. 

“Okay, Okay!” Target exclaimed, holding his hands up and backing off slowly. 

Frowning, Madam Jewel reached into her bag for a hand sanitizer, taking some of it with trembling fingers, and dabbing it onto her hands and wrists. 

“Are you sick?” Scorpio asked in a deadpan tone, resting back in his chair. 

“Excuse me?!” Madam Jewel shrieked, turning around and shooting him a glare. 

“Are you ill with something contagious and don‘t want others touching you before you pass it on to them?” 

“You–” 

The rest of her words stuck in her head as the realization of the knife on the table came to her and she froze completely. 

For a moment, Scorpio glanced at Target and then back at her asking, “What do you exactly want from me?” 

“Fifteen thousand dollars...” Madam Jewel answered instantly, her eyes darting between the knives and him. “To kill a man for me. A clean job that will not lead back to you or me.” 

Silence filled the room, and after another tense pause of hesitation, Madam Jewel finally lifted her gaze and stared right at Scorpio as he asked, “Who referred me to you?” 

There was a look of slight reluctance on her face as she lied with bold eyes, “Well, my driver. He claimed that you are the best in the game.” 

“Was... I was the best until I took one for a client, lost it all, and went to prison while he still walks free… I have served my time and just got out. Now, you–” 

“That‘s why I want you to be the one to handle this job... you are trustworthy. Also, He‘s just a nobody and no one will care about his death... you have nothing to worry about. And once the job is done, you can get a five thousand bonus... Twenty thousand dollars in total.” 

Silence fell over the room again, and Scorpio sat back in his chair, thinking it over for a few seconds before asking, “Who is my target?”