Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 16

Elysia’s brow furrowed as she thought of the fifty million hanging over her head. She didn’t want her three kids to worry, so she fibbed,

‘No, sweethearts, it’s all water under the bridge now. You kids keep playing, mommy’s just going to pop to the restroom.”

After she’d excused herself, the trio huddled in the bedroom for a clandestine meeting.

Elliot spoke up, “It’s not as simple as Mom’s making it out to be. Something’s still up, or they wouldn’t have locked her up.”

Evan clenched his little fists, his face a picture of determination, “They think it’s over? Well, I beg to differ! Are we just going to let those bullies push our beloved Mommy around? No. way! You and Emmett keep her company, and I’m going to sort them out. They need to learn there are consequences for messing with our mom!”

Evan was all set to take action, but Elliot stepped in front of him, “Not this time. I’ll handle it.”

“You? But they’ve got bodyguards, and I’m worried you can’t take them on.” Evan said.

Elliot squinted his eyes and put on a serious look on his young face as he stared at his little; tablet, “Mom said we live in a society ruled by laws. We need to play by the rules and find a legal way to make them pay.”

kids‘ plotting revenge on Tarquin.

And the man’s face kept coming back to her, which made her blood boil- he bore such a striking resemblance to Elliot and Evan. That meant it’s highly possible that he was the mysterious man from that fateful day. The thought filled her with such rage

Elysia finally came up with a plan by dawn. She couldn’t pay the fifty million, not now. And with the risk of that wild man snatching

freshened up, left a note instructing the kids to stay indoors, and left the

Tarquin’s place

disarray. He received startling news early in the

morning.

estate he’d been eyeing had been bought out overnight by an anonymous high bidder, the parcels of land he coveted

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he was about to close? They were all intercepted by an unseen competitor. Preliminary estimates

the clear indication that someone was targeting him! He’d been a titan of industry for years, a name

culprit. Enraged and without an outlet, Tarquin’s bad mood cast a dark cloud over

was run ragged, his phone ringing