Chapter Two Hundred And Fifty Two Elijah, the mafia boss, felt his composure waver as his men conveyed unsettling news—whispers of a charming young professor capturing Selena's attention. His heart quickened, envisioning Selena engaged in conversation with this newcomer.In a dimly lit room, Elijah's clenched jaw betrayed the tension within. His loyal men exchanged glances, gauging the boss's reaction as they unfolded the tale of the captivating professor weaving his way into Selena's world."Boss, there's this guy," Tony, one of Elijah's trusted henchmen, hesitated, choosing his words carefully. "He's a professor, real smooth talker. Word is, he's been spending time with Selena."Elijah's brow furrowed, a storm of emotions brewing within him. Selena, his ex-wife, a woman he thought he had distanced himself from, now entangled in the tendrils of another man's charisma. His mind raced, grappling with a mixture of curiosity and unease.As the narrative unfolded, Elijah could almost fee

Chapter Two Hundred And Fifty Four Elijah, the imposing figure of the city's underworld, concealed in shadows, couldn't escape the pull of his past. From the hidden corners, he observed Selena, his ex-wife, navigating the bustling streets. Dark emotions stirred within him, a tumultuous sea of regret and resentment.Amidst the chaos, Elijah's sharp eyes noticed a familiar face, a respected professor from Harvard Medical School. Anguish knotted his chest as he saw them engaged in a conversation, laughter echoing through the night. Jealousy ignited a fire within him, fueled by memories of a life that once held promise.Hidden behind the veil of darkness, Elijah's clenched fists mirrored the intensity of his emotions. A silent storm raged within as he eavesdropped on their conversation. Words exchanged, memories revisited, and the pain of a shattered love affair resurfaced.In the midst of this emotional turmoil, Roberto, Elijah's loyal right-hand man, approached. His stern expression so

Chapter Two Hundred And Fifty Six Elijah's heart sank like a stone in water as the doctor delivered the crushing words, "I'm sorry, Mr. Elijah, but he's gone. Your grandfather, Williams, has passed away." The words hung heavy in the sterile air of the hospital room, the weight of them pressing against Elijah's chest, making it difficult to breathe.Time seemed to stand still as the doctor's words reverberated in Elijah's mind. He stared at the medical professional, a mix of disbelief and anguish clouding his eyes. His grip tightened on the doctor's coat, the desperation in his voice evident as he pleaded, "No, you must be mistaken. There has to be some mistake. Tell me this isn't true!"The doctor, with a solemn expression, gently tried to loosen Elijah's grip. "I understand this is incredibly difficult, Mr. Elijah. I wish I had different news for you, but your grandfather has passed away. I'm truly sorry for your loss."Elijah's mind raced, refusing to accept the reality that was un

Chapter Two Hundred And Fifty EightIn the days that followed, Henry grappled with the repercussions of his impulsive actions. The memory of breaking into the doctor's house and the desperate attempt to extract information lingered in his thoughts, a constant reminder of the lengths he was willing to go to uncover family secrets. A shadow of guilt hung over him, a specter that followed his every step.Elijah, still navigating the grief over their grandfather's passing, remained unaware of Henry's clandestine endeavors. The family's focus shifted to funeral preparations and the emotional task of saying their final goodbyes. The weight of unspoken words and unresolved issues pressed upon them, each member of the family dealing with the aftermath in their own way.As the day of the funeral approached, the air became heavy with a mix of sorrow and anticipation. Elijah, the central figure in this familial drama, found himself caught in a whirlwind of emotions. The doctor's revelation about

Chapter Two Hundred And Sixty In the quiet corners of Elijah's office, an air of determination hung thick as he conferred with his most trusted confidant, a seasoned spy with a reputation for discretion. The room, dimly lit, provided an intimate backdrop for the clandestine discussions that unfolded."Elijah, you need to know everything about Henry's moves. I'll make sure he's under constant surveillance," the spy assured, a glint of loyalty in his eyes.Elijah, worn by the weight of recent family turmoil, nodded solemnly. "I need to understand what he's planning. The family is on the brink, and I won't let his actions destroy us further. Report to me regularly, and leave no detail unobserved."The spy, acknowledging the gravity of the task at hand, vanished into the shadows, a silent guardian tasked with unraveling the web of Henry's machinations.Days turned into weeks as Elijah awaited the spy's reports, each passing moment thick with anticipation and apprehension. The information