Chapter 745
As dusk settled in, Elysia busied herself with making a big batch of homemade pizza.
It was the first day of a heartfelt father-son reunion, and under normal circumstances, they would have celebrated with a lavish dinner out. However, Elliot wasn't feeling well enough to leave his hospital suite, so they decided to bring the celebration to him.
The suite they were in was top-notch, costing a pretty penny per day, akin to a presidential suite in a luxury hotel - spotless, fully equipped, and stocked with high-end brands.novelbin
The pizza-making turned into a family affair.
Elliot, propped up in his hospital bed, took on the role of supervisor, while the other five got their hands dirty, filling the room with laughter and chatter. After dinner, Tarquin needed to step out to meet a few influential figures.
Some of them were leaving Jindale City early the next morning, and tonight was his last chance to see them. Given the day's unexpected events, he had been preoccupied with Elysia and the kids and hadn't had a moment to meet these respected elders, who were like uncles to him. Out of both respect and affection, he felt it was important to see them.
Elysia, understanding as ever, only cautioned him, "Try to smoke and drink less. They're not good for your health."
This simple reminder warmed Tarquin's heart. Now, he too had someone to nag him about his health...
With a big kiss on Elysia's cheek and a light heart, he headed out, leaving her blushing and playfully cursing him as a "jerk!"
As he stood smiling goofily by the elevator, Elysia shot him a glare before turning back to the room.
Upon entering, she found all four kids staring at her, leading to an awkward and collective denial of having seen anything. Elysia's ears turned as red as her cheeks.
In her mind, she scolded Tarquin for his shamelessness, labeling him a cheeky rascal.
That night, weakened by his ailment, Elliot went to bed early, as did Evan, Emmett, and Elijah, retreating to their own rooms.
Once their door was shut, Evan hatched a plan, "Cover for me, I'm sneaking out with White."
"What for?" Elijah inquired.
"Can't sleep. Going to hang with the Bradfords," Evan replied with a mischievous tone. Earlier that day, the Bradfords had insulted not just him but also his mom, and Evan was not the type to let such slights slide.
Understanding his brother's need for retribution, Elijah didn't try to stop him. "We'll cover for you. Just be careful and call if anything happens."
Nodding eagerly, Evan slipped out the window, making his way down the building with a grin.
Meanwhile, the Bradford household was in turmoil, their moods as dark as a stormy night.
They had spent the entire day trying to disprove the connection between Tarquin, Elliot, and Evan, but to no avail. Every piece of evidence confirmed that Elysia's sons were indeed Tarquin's.
For the Bradfords, the emergence of Tarquin's sons was nothing short of a nightmare. They had been eagerly awaiting Elijah's demise, hoping for their own ascendancy. Instead, not only was Elijah still in the picture, but he also now had strong rivals in these newfound heirs.
Despair, frustration, and jealousy consumed the Bradfords, while at the same time, Gideon, facing the prospect of having several great-grandsons out of the blue, should have been thrilled. However, his desperation for power, having once gone as far as to poison Elijah to secure it, left him in utter despair.