The Marvelous Elijah's Return

Come on, Elijah

The dining table of the Hayes family was completely quiet as Madam Jewel slowly sipped her tea, looking so calm and relaxed. 

“Mother, it’s been days since Peach left this mansion… How can you be so calm? I mean, don’t you fear what might be going on through all of this silence with her?” Dean asked his mother, watching how she calmly savored her tea. Sighing softly, Madam Jewel placed her teacup down onto her saucer, before placing her hands together in front of her. 

“Michael called me days ago. He said… Well, Elijah was bold enough to challenge him the other day, at the motel, and even claim that Peach was already taken for him to pursue her…” Madam Jewel uttered with a cocky smile, remembering the relief she felt when he told her that. 

“Peach is taken… and that’s a good thing?… Taken by who?!” Dean asked, eyeing his wife, and even Martha now seemed more interested in what was being said. 

“Elijah,” “Elijah?” The table fell silent and Madam Jewel picked up her cup again, taking another sip of her tea. 

Her eyes drifted across the table and landed on Dean, furrowing her brows when he broke into a burst of wild laughter, almost choking on his own spit. “You are serious, mother… and you were actually right about what you said the night of the party! Peach decided to settle for that over Micheal?!” Dean laughed, wiping his eyes, before continuing, “What is wrong with that girl?!” “You should be happy that your daughter escaped that mess… instead of laughing.” Madam Jewel replied with a hint of a grin on her face. Clearing his throat aggressively, a sense of embarrassment overcame Dean, and he mumbled, “Sorry, mom, I shouldn’t have cracked up at your words… I’m just shocked that with all the options, she would go for something like-“. “Elijah!” Josh’s voice roared into the dining room as he stormed through the doorway. “That bastard!” 

When Dean saw his son shaking from anger, his brows knitted deeply into a deep frown as he looked to Madam Jewel, then back to Josh. 

“What happened, son?” Dean asked, concern evident in his voice and posture, but his eyes still focused on Josh. 

“Elijah is a hooligan… a rotten… rotten thug! Haha! Why didn’t I realize this soon… His arrogance, his lack of manners, his… He’s just so full of egos and pride for the bum that he is!! “Josh began to ramble, gesturing wildly with his arms as he paced around the room. “He’s in some ganr.! That scum!” “Calm down and speak with sense.” Madam Jewel spoke firmly, not liking where this conversation was leading 

Throwing his randmother whard look, Josh scolted and rolled his eyes, crossing his arins in 

and letting out, “Mr. Fangio had been up my ass this morning, mad on the phone and

Dean questioned further, not understanding what his son was getting at. Silently, madam Jewel watched closely as she took another drink of

of his best men…” Josh muttered, rubbing the back of his head. “I needed them… because I wanted to teach Elijah a

was one thing that got their attention… “All twenty men are now in the intensive care unit, along with every other man that Mr. Fangio has in his employ, including his two bodyguards…!!” Josh shouted, raising his

of worry crossed Mr. Dean’s face, wishing his son

move, Josh!!” Madam Jewel finally snapped, setting her empty cup on the saucer. “Is it worth ruining our reputation by bringing more trouble than we can handle?! Mr. Fangio is an important and influential businessman in this country… The amount

down at his son, his jaw set in anger. The atmosphere surrounding the table grew thick and heavy, no one dared say anything else while Madarn Jewel continued to glare intensely at her grandson. “How did he even manage to take down a man as powerful as Clyde Fangio’s men?” Martha whispered beneath her breath to her husband as she observed

into a storm of chaos, and Madam Jewel’s face turned

like serious trouble… a lot bigger than what I initially thought…” She muttered under her breath as she shook his head furiously. “We can not allow him to attach himself to this family name

the table, and Dean sighed deeply as he ran a hand through his hair, knowing where this conversation was going, and mumbled, “How did our

him as far away from our family name as possible, now that

as he

hair, like she just left her bed, and with

door behind him. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you.” Peach apologized sheepishly as

her by the waist and pulled her close to him, leaning in to kiss her, but she clapped her palm over her mouth, her lashes blinking rapidly. “What?”

face yet, and that means…” Peach trailed off with a nervous laugh. But with a serious expression, Elijah grabbed her wrist, slowly pulled her hand away from her mouth, and

mouth, kissing her softly as he held her tight against him, his lips moving in perfect

immediately froze at the door, their