My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 295 Daxton guided Elijah to a quiet corner and then stopped.

Elijah flicked open a pack of cigarettes, lighting one with ease, taking a long drag before speaking in a frosty tone.

Keep your distance from Elizabeth.

Shes an individual.

You cant control her, nor can you dictate who she can be friends with.

Daxtons usual warmth faded, replaced by an icy detachment that mirrored Elijahs own demeanor.

Friends? Elijah blew out a cloud of smoke, his voice dry.

Shes just a distant relative of yours.

Daxton, propped against the tree, smirked.

Mr.

Norris, have you forgotten? The moment you took over the Norris Group, you were eager to cut ties with my family.

Elijahs voice remained steady, but there was an edge of gravity now.

Youve made choices that have taken your life out of your control.

Hers is simple.

If you really care about hereven a littleyoud stay out of it.

I would give my life to keep her safe.

And at least I dont have some manipulative dream girl.

The emotional scars shes carrying because of you could take away half of her life.

Daxton pressed his tongue against the roof of his mouth, his lips curling into a half-smile as he glanced at Elijah, his eyelids heavy.

Their gazes met, both of them standing their ground.

The mountain air was still, broken only by the rustling of the wind through the trees.

After a long, tense silence, Elijah looked away first, flicking his cigarette aside as it burned out.

Stop entertaining those thoughts.

Daxton raised an eyebrow.

reminder or a threat? Take it however you want, Elijah

Elijah made his way back to the small courtyard, planning to suggest they leave, he found Elizabeth and Camille, both wrapped in

the tip of his tongue and entered

up at him, her

about with

much, just some business talk,

Elijah was simply discussing a deal with

you know him?

further confirmed

be anyone from the

aloof tone now carried a trace

known him for a while, but were

called him by his first name so casually, like they

in his voice, though he

growing tension, shot Elijah a playful

Are you jealous? Camille gave him a sharp look before replying,

eyes widened in surprise, and he discreetly

yanked her sleeve away,

me from speaking? Huh? Elijah ignored Camille and cast a frosty sideways glance

were lethal, Albin would have been

let out a

a

her hands on her hips,

more like

to be together in peace? The air thickened with discomfort, Elizabeth, not wanting to drag Camille deeper into her personal affairs, was ready to

a waiter approached them with a polite

the area be cleared, and all other guests

enjoy

her lips

lets head back inside and relax in

while relaxing in the water sounds

nodded in agreement,

Elsewhere, Mr.

sat anxiously in the living room of his villa, worry etched

who had just delivered the message, returned

you?

his sharp