The sunlight streamed into the room through the window as Elijah sat up in his bed and turned around to see who entered his room.

 

As the morning rays fell onto his face, his eyes met with Butler James standing on the other side of the room.

 

“Good morning, master.” Butler James said politely as he closed the door behind him quietly.

 

Pushing the cover off him, Elijah  slid out of bed, running his fingers through his hair as he asked,  “What brings you here, Butler James?”

 

“Master, your mother wants me to inform you that  breakfast is ready downstairs.” Butler James informed.

 

“Okay, thanks. Just let her know that I’ll meet her soon,” Elijah replied,  rubbing the sleepiness out of his face as he headed toward the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

 

After brushing his teeth and washing his face, he took a comforting shower, trying to relax as he did so.

 

Then he stepped out afterward, wrapped a towel around himself, and walked over to his closet, grabbing a simple Sweatshirt and a pair of jeans out of his wardrobe, and putting them on quickly.

 

After that, he went downstairs, entering the dining hall to find his mother already sitting at the table, eating a slice of strawberries.

 

“Morning, mother,” Elijah greeted softly, walking to the table slowly and pulling out a chair for him before taking a seat.

 

“How did it feel sleeping in your bed? Great, right?” Mrs. Maxwell asked with an enthusiastic smile, hoping that he might answer yes.

 

“It was,”

 

“Then how about you stay for at least a couple more days, son…”

 

“Mama, you know I can’t do that. My flight is booked for  this afternoon, and I have important things to attend to tomorrow morning.”

 

Pouting, Mrs. Maxwell looked over at her husband, frowning at him as he walked into the room and sat down in one of the chairs across from her, and set the newspaper down on the table.

 

“See what you have done to our son.” Mrs.  Maxwell muttered, glaring at her husband before looking back at Elijah. “He’s a man. I want my baby back and in my arms again.”

 

a chuckle, picking up his coffee mug and taking a sip of

 

at him as he put the mug down, crossing her arms defiantly in front of her

 

that’s not going to stop me from wishing!” Mrs. Maxwell mumbled like a kid being stubborn, pouting as she crossed her arms, staring angrily

 

before reaching on the table for the

 

hair wearing blue jeans and a plain white shirt, a young man wearing dark green cargo pants, and another with jet black hair wearing

 

Boss, and young master.” The three men said in

 

and looked over at his father, asking, “What’s going

 

of money and status, I am not going to make it harder on you, so these are your three acquaintances, Rookie, Matt, and  Ryan. They will help you carry out any orders.” His father

 

as they grinned at him, staring respectfully back at

 

some occasional consulting work, which means I am always available if there is a need

 

MMA fighter, but I also know some street fights and hand-to-hand combat.” Matt

 

before uttering, “Rookie, I am an IT professional, specializing in computers and technology. I know

 

father hired for him. But he suppressed  those feelings, smiling brightly at the

 

his life, Elijah thought he was going to be inheriting his father’s empire, he never thought he would have

 

  Maxwell said, fixing his gaze on his son’s eyes. “As a father, I have

 

letting it out, Elijah tried to calm himself before

 

to himself because never again did Elijah want those that once looked down on him to be able to walk all over him again or see him as weak

 

own two feet, and prove himself, make them all tremble in fear when they hear his name and

 

the announcement, “Good evening passengers. The flight from Bordoria to Syldavia is currently in the final stages of preparation for

 

and Rookie were munching on the snacks that the

 

at Elijah, eating his  chicken sandwich while drinking his

 

me that.” Elijah calmly interrupted. “Until I give any of you the other

 

boss… I mean, Elijah.” Matt

 

turning towards Matt, Elijah asked, “What did you

 

about… Umm, your divorce,” Matt replied nervously. “And I just want to know… Why would you choose to go

 

“Humiliation?”

 

“Umm… Yes.”

 

bite of the last piece of his sandwich, Elijah wiped the crumbles off his fingers before answering. “Redemption and Revenge. Those two can make a man relive his worst

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