The Marvelous Elijah's Return

Her plans would get ruined

The last time Madam Jewel was here, things quickly escalated, and Peach didn’t want to experience it

again, and somewhat, she was thankful that Elijah wasn’t here since she knew the hostility madam Jewel

had toward him.

“Sure, but my mom gets to come.” Peach said, calmly staring between Madam Jewel and Dean,

The thought of being alone with these two made her alert, and she didn’t want to face them on her own,

knowing their temperaments.

“Of course. We came to talk to both you and Grace.” Madam Jewel with a sweet smile that made Peach

more uneasy.

Suddenly, the front door of the motel opened, and Peach felt her heart leap into her throat as she

watched Elijah and Matt, walking into the lobby.

His gaze resting on Dean, Elijah’s brows snapped as he blurted out of curiosity, “What’s going on here?”

A sense of raw animosity and anger filled Dean’s features, keeping steady eye contact with Elijah as he

let out, “It’s none of your business. Get lost.”

“The question was not meant for you,” Elijah said, narrowing his eyeś slightly and raising an eyebrow.

“Peach?”

His voice startled her, making Peach glance sideways to look at Madam Jewel and Dean before focusing

on Elijah and saying, “Umm, they want to talk with my mother and me.”

Silently, Dean read the tension between the two, and then he snorted as his nose flared, and his eyes

glared at Elijah as he declared coldly, “What’s your deal here, boy, huh?!”

“Uncle Dean,” Peach said softly, knowing that things were about to get messy from the way Dean

addressed Elijah, and she wanted to defuse the situation somehow.

Turning his cold eyes on his niece, Dean’s fist tightened as he said, “Shut up and stay out of this! It

doesn’t concern you!”

The rise in his voice made the atmosphere in the room tense, and he added intensely with malice, “You

should know your manners and not interfere with matters that do not concern

you.”

Since her father and grandfather died, Dean was like the head of the Hayes family, and even though she

hated Dean for everything he did to them all, she knew how much authority his voice had.

Pouting, Peach glanced away, not wanting to say another word to intensify the situation while Madam

Jewel just stood there with a cold expression. As Dean turned his focus back on Elijah, he took a step

towards him, looking him dead in the eyes, and said, “Just because my brother is dead, you think you

can walk into his wife and daughter’s life and use them as you used my daughter?! Why can’t you stay

away from the Hayes family? Huh? What is your problem, hm?!”

Forcing himself not to show any emotion, Elijah stared silently at Dean for several seconds before

responding calmly, “I am a free man, ain’t I? What I do and don’t do does not concern you,”

“That is some smart mouth you have there…” Dean commented with obvious disdain and disgust in his

tone. “Look at me… Do you think that I have the patience to tolerate such an obnoxious piece of shit like

you!? How about you disappear before you get yourself hurt, huh?”

With those words, Dean stepped forward again as the corner of Elijah’s lips curled into a sneer, and Matt

tensed as he hesitated to act, waiting for his boss to react.

“What’re you smiling about, huh,” Dean scoffed, suddenly grabbing Elijah’s shirt and jerking him closer

and growling, “I don’t like you, boy… not one bit, and if you keep making noise around here, I will cut you

down to size myself!!” Looking away from Dean’s eyes, Elijah looked at his clothes tightly in his grip and

casually said, “You are ruining my shirt.”

The calmness in his tone sent Dean’s anger boiling, and he yelled at him again, “Don’t get fucking sassy

with me, I warned you!”

Both Matt and James’ expressions immediately hardened at the sight of Dean that closed to Elijah and

they prepared themselves in case Dean decides to do something irrational, but the calmness from their

boss left them hesitating.

“Uncle Dean!” Peach cried out in panic, and the tension in the room grew heavier.

Worried that Dean would get physical with Elijah, Miss Grace rushed over to him and said,” Please, let

him go, Dean… Please!!”

The calmness in Elijah’s eyes didn’t change, and his face remained indifferent as his gaze remained on

Dean’s crazy eyes. The fact that all Vlad had reported back to him about Elijah was that he spent most of

his time in the motel and didn’t interact with others outside was frustrating to Dean because he thought

by now he would have an idea to take down Elijah.

But not knowing anything important about him was killing Dean inside as he thought, ‘How can someone

be so useless that their life has nothing to offer or to ruin. Just how worthless can he be…?

Seeing Dean struggling to hold himself together and unable to stop his hands from shaking as he held

Elijah’s clothes, Madam Jewel decided to intervene and said, “Okay, Dean, you have said enough,”

Slowly, Dean’s grip on Elijah loosened up and he backed off slightly as he glared at him, not too

convinced that there wasn’t more to Elijah than meets the eye.

Shaking her head, Madam Jewel turned to eyed Elijah with a dead stare before looking over at Miss

Grace and saying, “Where can we talk that is free of prying ears?” With an apologetic expression, Peach

stared at Elijah and pouted as her heart ached at his rumpled shirt.

For a moment, he locked eyes with her, and then he walked past Dean and Madam Jewel

without uttering a word as he left the lobby, heading to his room.

Soon, Matt and James followed after him, leaving the remaining people behind in silence, and after a

moment, Peach looked at Dean, annoyed at him for his behavior, and said, “You didn’t have to be so

rude to Elijah. How you handle the situation was totally uness-”

Before the rest of her words could leave her lips, Dean raised his hand and viciously let his palm slam

against her cheek, cutting the corner of her lips and knocking the breath out of her.

“Dean!” Madam Jewel gasped in shock.

Feeling blood trickle down her chin, Peach held back the tears in her eyelids and aggressively wiped her

lips, knowing herself that this was the last act that destroyed the relationship that she shared with the

Hayes.

This was the moment she never wanted to feel weak or helpless ever again. She wanted more than just

to stay silent or stay away and hope that they leave her and her mother alone because she now knew

they were never going to let her and her mother be.

“That was so uncalled for?!” Miss Grace exclaimed angrily at Dean who was breathing heavily and

glaring at him with rage. “Why would you do such a thing to my daughter?!” “Children are not only for

parents to train… You should know that since you step out of line too.” Dean said, venom dripping from

every single word that he spat out. “What is that supposed to mean, Dean!” Miss Grace cried in

confusion. Not caring to explain his desire to do that to Peach since his wife told him that Miss Grace laid

a hand on Melina, he simply kept his silence.

Glaring at Dean, Peach clenched her teeth, and her heart ached at the sight of him, trying so hard to

control herself, not wanting to make a big deal out of the situation before her mother got hurt because of

her poor health. “It’s fine, mama.” Peach said with a slight smile. “No, it’s not, honey! You are bleeding!”

Miss Grace cried, her heart-shattering at the sight of her daughter injured. Wiping the blood off her lip,

Peach shook her head, ignoring the pain in her jaw, and insisted, “It’ll heal. Let’s not argue, it won’t help

anything right now.” Then she looked back at Madam Jewel and asked, “What did you guys want to talk

to me about?

Her voice snapped Madam Jewel out of her trance, and she cleared her throat, glaring at Dean before

she spoke quietly, “Your grandfather’s death anniversary is coming two weeks from now, and there will

be a party at the mansion to celebrate the life he lived…”

Pausing as a sense of worry overtook Madam Jewel that Peach wouldn’t agree to come because of the

incident that just happened and her plans would get ruined, Madam Jewel sighed and then said, “Will

you pay your respect to your grandfather by coming?”. The words, “Respect” and “Grandfather,” were the

only thing in that entire sentence that Peach cared about, and even though she knew a nest of Hayes

meant trouble for her and her mother, she ignored her hate and said, “Sure. I will be there.”

“Huh?!” Madam Jewel asked in shock. Then she hastily reached into her bag and took out a fancy black

and gold invitation and handed it over to Peach. 1

Reluctantly, Peach read the elegant script on the invitation and felt something tighten in her stomach

when she looked back at Madam Jewel and asked, “Is that all you guys came for?”