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Elvis Dagreen: From Rejection to Redemption Chapter Twenty seven
Elvis's eyes locked onto the hoodlums' boss, his gaze unwavering. "I want to see your boss," he repeated, his voice firm and commanding.One of the hoodlums stepped forward, his face twisted in anger. "Are you being serious?" he sneered. "You think you we just walk in here and you a nobody demand to see our boss? Who are you?"The hoodlum laughed, his eyes glinting with amusement. "You better rephrase that, make it sound like you don't want to see our boss," he said, his voice dripping with menace. "Because if you see our boss, trust me, you won't come back looking the same."Another hoodlum chimed in, his voice low and ominous. "Our boss doesn't take kindly to strangers. He'll break you like a twig."A third hoodlum snorted. "You think you're tough? Our boss will show you what tough really means. He'll make you beg for mercy."Despite the hoodlums' intimidating words, Elvis's face remained stoic, his expression unyielding. His eyes seemed to bore into the hoodlums, daring them to com
Elvis Dagreen: From Rejection to Redemption Chapter twenty Eight
The door to the restaurant swung open, and a hoodlum rushed in, his eyes scanning the room frantically. "What's taking so long?" he asked, his voice laced with urgency. "The boss has been calling and calling. I think he's in the vicinity and trying to reach you."The hoodlum boss's face paled, fear flickering in his eyes. "Is it sure?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.One of his men nodded, his expression grim. "We're already in trouble if the boss is looking for us. We need to deal with this idiot quickly before he sees anything."Before they could react, the door swung open again, and a menacing figure strode in. The mafia boss was a towering figure, his face a map of scars that seemed to tell a thousand stories. His eyes gleamed with an icy intensity, and his presence seemed to fill the room with an aura of fear.The hoodlums snapped to attention, their faces frozen in respect. Mama Rachel's eyes widened as she took a step back, her heart racing with fear. She knew that
Elvis Dagreen: From Rejection to Redemption Chapter twenty nine
As the door closed behind the hoodlums, the mafia boss walked straight to Mama Rachel, his demeanor transformed once again. He handed her the money, his eyes filled with a sincerity that seemed almost foreign to his hardened face. "Mama Rachel, I'm really sorry about what just happened here. Please, don't take it to heart. It will never happen again."Mama Rachel's eyes widened in shock as she stared at the mafia boss, her mind reeling from the sudden change in his behavior. Why was he being so kind and apologetic? This was the man notorious for his ruthlessness, the one who inspired fear in everyone around him.The mafia boss continued, his voice filled with conviction. "From today on, if you need any security, any protection, please don't hesitate to call me. I'll always be at your back."Mama Rachel's gaze locked onto his, her expression a mixture of confusion and wariness. Before she could utter a word, the mafia boss reached into his briefcase and pulled out a wad of cash. "Here'
Elvis Dagreen: From Rejection to Redemption Chapter one.
Chapter one.As the taxi pulled through the busy streets of Los Angeles, heading towards the Central Hospital, Elvis Degreen couldn't contain his excitement to meet his mother-in-law, who had just survived the deadly lipolous disease, and his wife, who had been taking care of her.The past few months had been hell for the Reyker family as they tried to raise the money for Mrs. Reyker's surgery. Fortunately, last week, Elvis was able to receive his ten-year arrears from his job and had immediately transferred the entire two million dollars to his wife Arabella's account for his mother-in-law's surgery, even though he had initially planned to use his arrears to start his dream fashion firm and his wife's cosmetic shop."I'm sure she's busy. Oh, poor Arabella, the past week has been tedious for her," Elvis quipped as he dialed his wife's number for the fifth time, but there was no response.The past two years had been nothing but bliss for Elvis and Arabella. There was no doubt about how
Elvis Dagreen: From Rejection to Redemption Chapter Two
Chapter two Elvis walked out of the hospital feeling dejected and seething with anger at the same time. He could hear Mrs. Reyker's mean words playing in his mind, but what hurt him the most was Arabella's declaration."Where should I go from here?" He questioned himself as he brought out his phone to search for a contact who could reach out to, but unfortunately, he was a loner, and the only friend he knew was his ex-wife, Arabella.He took a deep breath as he put the phone back into his pocket and headed for the taxi that was already honking for him from the other side of the road.Elvis thoroughly looked at both sides of the main road before crossing. The moment he entered the road, he heard the screeching sound of a car tire and the scream of onlookers.He turned to see a car speeding towards him. Before he could think of what to do, he heard a loud thud that sent him onto the ground.He could hear the screams of onlookers as the car that had hit him sped away."Let's rush him to
Elvis Dagreen: From Rejection to Redemption Chapter Three
Chapter ThreeElvis turned to leave the elderly man, but his conscience couldn't let him go. Even though the man was a stranger, he had saved his life, and the man wasn't stopping him from leaving.He took a deep breath as he turned to face the man. "Fine! I'll take the card, but I doubt I'll be needing it because I am not who you think I am!" He said with a calm tone, reciprocating the respect the man had shown him.The elderly man hastily gave Elvis the transparent envelope. Elvis gave it a last glance before walking out of the mansion.For someone who had been run over by a car three days ago and who had woken up with an excruciating migraine, he felt surprisingly relieved and pain-free.The elderly man's touch had magically taken away the migraine. To Elvis, there was a logical explanation for that. With how beautiful the mansion was, it was obvious the elderly man worked for a wealthy family. He was sure they had hired the best doctor to help fasten his healing, and the therapy t
Elvis Dagreen: From Rejection to Redemption Chapter four
Chapter four At that moment, the lady's gaze caught the card envelope in Elvis's side pocket, and immediately, she recognized it as their most valuable card. It wasn't an ordinary card; only five of those cards existed, and for it to be in Elvis's possession caught her attention.Without wasting any more time, she pointed at the card. "Who gave that to you?" she questioned in a shaking voice that made everyone's eyes glue to the card envelope in Elvis's side pocket.To the onlookers, it was just an ordinary card; why was she overreacting?"Is that yours?" Selena quickly questioned the lady."I'm sure he stole it and was about to come use it, but nemesis caught up with him!"The lady ignored the inquisitive behaviors around her and, with a low, humble voice, asked Elvis again, this time politely, "How did you get hold of such...?" She began, but Elvis interrupted her."It's mine, and I'm here because of it!" he declared, and the woman swallowed hard. The sudden fear written all over h
Elvis Dagreen: From Rejection to Redemption Chapter Five
Chapter Five Elvis tried not to show his shock as he stared at the screen of the machine. That was a lot of money. He had never envisioned owning such an amount."Could the old man be telling the truth when he claimed I was the heir to a family I know nothing about? My birthday was truly the password needed to access the card!" Elvis thought to himself.Anita, seeing Elvis was lost in thought, quickly composed herself, not wanting to annoy him with her reaction. Elvis was the biggest client she had seen since her years as the general manager, and the last thing she wanted was to lose him. His investment remaining in their bank would mean a lot to their portfolio.She cleared her throat and spoke softly with great respect, "I'm sorry, sir, if I overreacted...I was a bit unprofessional.""It's fine. I'll be on my way now!" Elvis said, standing up from the chair. He didn't want to waste any more time; there was a lot he needed to figure out about himself.Anita immediately spoke, ready
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Chapter twenty nine
As the door closed behind the hoodlums, the mafia boss walked straight to Mama Rachel, his demeanor transformed once again. He handed her the money, his eyes filled with a sincerity that seemed almost foreign to his hardened face. "Mama Rachel, I'm really sorry about what just happened here. Please, don't take it to heart. It will never happen again."Mama Rachel's eyes widened in shock as she stared at the mafia boss, her mind reeling from the sudden change in his behavior. Why was he being so kind and apologetic? This was the man notorious for his ruthlessness, the one who inspired fear in everyone around him.The mafia boss continued, his voice filled with conviction. "From today on, if you need any security, any protection, please don't hesitate to call me. I'll always be at your back."Mama Rachel's gaze locked onto his, her expression a mixture of confusion and wariness. Before she could utter a word, the mafia boss reached into his briefcase and pulled out a wad of cash. "Here'
Chapter twenty Eight
The door to the restaurant swung open, and a hoodlum rushed in, his eyes scanning the room frantically. "What's taking so long?" he asked, his voice laced with urgency. "The boss has been calling and calling. I think he's in the vicinity and trying to reach you."The hoodlum boss's face paled, fear flickering in his eyes. "Is it sure?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.One of his men nodded, his expression grim. "We're already in trouble if the boss is looking for us. We need to deal with this idiot quickly before he sees anything."Before they could react, the door swung open again, and a menacing figure strode in. The mafia boss was a towering figure, his face a map of scars that seemed to tell a thousand stories. His eyes gleamed with an icy intensity, and his presence seemed to fill the room with an aura of fear.The hoodlums snapped to attention, their faces frozen in respect. Mama Rachel's eyes widened as she took a step back, her heart racing with fear. She knew that
Chapter Twenty seven
Elvis's eyes locked onto the hoodlums' boss, his gaze unwavering. "I want to see your boss," he repeated, his voice firm and commanding.One of the hoodlums stepped forward, his face twisted in anger. "Are you being serious?" he sneered. "You think you we just walk in here and you a nobody demand to see our boss? Who are you?"The hoodlum laughed, his eyes glinting with amusement. "You better rephrase that, make it sound like you don't want to see our boss," he said, his voice dripping with menace. "Because if you see our boss, trust me, you won't come back looking the same."Another hoodlum chimed in, his voice low and ominous. "Our boss doesn't take kindly to strangers. He'll break you like a twig."A third hoodlum snorted. "You think you're tough? Our boss will show you what tough really means. He'll make you beg for mercy."Despite the hoodlums' intimidating words, Elvis's face remained stoic, his expression unyielding. His eyes seemed to bore into the hoodlums, daring them to com
Chapter twenty six
The hoodlums' boss sneered at Mama Rachel, his voice dripping with malice. "So, are you ready to cooperate now?" he taunted, his eyes gleaming with cruelty. "Bring my money right now, or I'll have my men destroy everything in this restaurant. I've given you much grace, and it's time to pay up."Mama Rachel stood tall, her eyes flashing with defiance. "I have the receipt right here," she said, her voice firm. "It shows I've paid for the year. I'm not supposed to be subjected to this kind of embarrassment and threat."The hoodlums' boss snorted in derision. "I think you don't get it," he said, his voice cold. "I decide who has paid and who hasn't. And you, being an old woman, should learn to mind yourself and not try to be wiser than you are."Elvis's anger was palpable as he stepped forward. "Watch your tongue, man," he growled, his voice low and menacing.The hoodlums' boss's eyes snapped to Elvis's, and he smiled cruelly. "Ah, you want to play tough, huh?" he said, but before he coul
Chapter twenty Five
Elvis rummaged through the wardrobe, his eyes scanning the array of luxurious clothes. He finally settled on a simple yet stylish outfit, one that wouldn't draw unnecessary attention to himself. He knew Mama Rachel's preference for simplicity, and he didn't want to show up looking like he'd forgotten the sacrifices she'd made for him.As he dressed, Elvis thought about Mama Rachel's kind heart and generous spirit. He didn't want to appear extravagant or showy, especially not after being away for months. He wanted to show her that he still valued the simple things in life, the things she'd taught him.As Elvis prepared to leave, one of the drivers in the mansion approached him. "Sir, where is your destination? I can take you there," the driver said, his eyes attentive.Elvis shook his head. "No, I want to go alone. I'll be okay going alone."With that, Elvis made his way out of the mansion. He bypassed the expensive cars parked in the garage and instead opted for public transportation.
Chapter twenty Four
Elvis sat on the bed, his mind reeling from the events of the past twenty-four hours. His life had changed in ways he couldn't comprehend, and he struggled to distinguish reality from dreams. He stood up, his eyes scanning the luxurious room. Every detail seemed meticulously crafted, from the expensive bed to the plush couch and sleek toilet.As he walked around, he tapped on various surfaces, feeling the high-quality materials beneath his fingertips. The sensation was almost surreal, as if he was floating through a world that wasn't quite his own.His gaze fell upon the wardrobe, and he opened it with a sense of curiosity. Rows of tailored suits, crisp shirts, and perfectly pressed trousers greeted him. Elvis's eyes widened as he realized he didn't need to get anything else. This butler, whoever he was, had come prepared.A whispered phrase escaped Elvis's lips as he gazed at the array of clothes. "This butler man really came prepared." He couldn't shake the feeling that the man had
Chapter Twenty Three
Arabella stared at her phone in disbelief, the call having dropped abruptly. Elvis's voice was gone, and she felt a surge of anger and hurt. She muttered to herself, her voice laced with venom. "He thinks he's on top of the world just because he caught a wealthy lady. But he'll soon realize he's nobody. She will dump him just like I dumped him." Her anger fueled her words, but beneath it, she felt a sting of betrayal and guilt.Just then, her mother's voice interrupted her thoughts. "You sound upset, sweetie." She turned to see her mom, Mrs. Reyker, standing behind her with a concerned expression.She forced a smile, not wanting to share her frustration with her mom. "Oh, it's nothing, Mom. Just a minor issue." But her mom wasn't buying it. Her eyes narrowed, and she asked, "Is it about that good-for-nothing Elvis?"She hesitated, and her mom knew. "Yes, it's about him, isn't it? He's getting on your nerves again?" Her words were laced with disdain, and she nodded, feeling a mix of r
Chapter Twenty two
As Elvis stepped into the mansion, he was struck by its grandeur. The high ceilings, marble floors, and crystal chandeliers sparkled in the light, creating a dazzling display of opulence. He wandered through the spacious halls, taking in the fine artwork and intricate furnishings. The mansion was enormous, with room after room of lavish decor.Elvis couldn't help but wonder what his family had been thinking when they built this mansion in the estate. It was unlike anything he had ever known. He recalled the first mansion he had seen, the one where he had woken up after his accident. That one had been grand too, but this one felt different. This one felt calmer, more serene.Just as he was taking in the view from a large window, a soft voice spoke behind him. "Sir, I'm at your service. If you need anything, please don't hesitate to ask." Elvis turned to see a maid standing patiently, a gentle smile on her face.He nodded, still trying to process the sudden change in his lifestyle. The
Chapter twenty one
Elvis's fingers instinctively brushed against the ring on his finger, and a sudden jolt ran through him. It was as if the metal vibrated with an otherworldly energy, drawing his gaze like a magnet. The stone, though unseen, seemed to call to him, its presence resonating deep within his chest. A shiver danced down his spine as realization dawned – the stone was the key to harnessing his power. Without it, the torrent within him would remain untamed.Just then, Mr. Johnson's booming voice interrupted the silence. "I'm glad you've decided to accept my offer, Elvis. You've saved my life, and I'd be honored to have you around my family. Your energy is... refreshing." The patriarch's eyes sparkled with genuine warmth, and Elvis's lips curved into a polite smile."Thank you," he murmured, the words barely audible over the turmoil brewing inside him. As he met Mr. Johnson's gaze, Elvis's mind whirled with the weight of the stone's significance. His fingers tightened around the ring, the coo
