The table scraped against the floor as Winnie stood, her eyes widening in alarm at Elijah's ominous caution about Dr. David's herb mixture for her grandfather.
"Death? How could these herbs possibly lead to that?" she questioned, her voice echoing her concern.
Dr. David, visibly upset, shot Elijah a disapproving glance. "Mind your words, young man. My medicine won't cause anyone's death. Are you out of your mind?"
Elijah, maintaining his composure, calmly responded, "I'm not crazy. While your medical knowledge is vast, there are aspects to healing beyond textbook sciences."
Elijah wasn't just good at helping people get better. He was skilled in both healing and poison, and also knew the cure for most poisons.
"Enough!" Dr. David bellowed, thumping his foot on the ground, prompting a groan from Winne's grandfather.
"Now, look what you've caused," Elijah pointed at Winne's grandfather.
"Could you both just take a step back?" Winnie asked, stepping between both of them. "Elijah, why would Dr. David's mixture harm my grandfather?"
"Emberroot and Kola nuts react dangerously, forming a toxin that accelerates the moonroot poisoning already affecting your grandfather," Elijah explained.
Winnie turned to Dr. David. "Is this true?"
Dr. David dismissed it with frustration, "Why entertain this nonsense? He's just trying to tarnish my reputation. Stop slandering me, Elijah! I can see through your folly. You're only after the reward for treating the old man. I've been a doctor for seven years! Do you think I won't know what's toxic and what's not?"
Old man Carter's groans echoed again, accompanied by glistening beads of sweat on his face, and his trembling hands betrayed the toll of his worsening condition.
Winne approached her grandfather and took a seat beside him. Gently, she placed his head on her lap, cradling him with tender care, and offered reassurance, saying, "Grandpa, relax. I'm here for you. Your Winnie is by your side."
"Miss Winnie, we are wasting time," Dr. David insisted, holding out the mixed herbs in front of her.
Winnie hesitated as she observed the herbal medicine concoction. The decision weighed on her; Dr. David had received glowing recommendations, yet so had Elijah. Her gaze flickered between the bowl of herbs in Dr. David's hand and the bottle of Ginger Ale held by Elijah. In the end, the herbs appeared to be the more suitable remedy, at least in her inexperienced judgment.
"Sorry, Mr. Elijah. " Winnie said, still torn between making a decision.
"The choice is yours, Miss Winnie," Elijah replied, his expression stoic.
Stepping into the sunlight streaming through the curtain, Dr. David's face illuminated, mirroring an angel with a radiant glow.
"Miss Winnie, I assure you of the potency of my herbs and accept full responsibility for any consequences. If they are indeed harmful, I'll consume them myself. Alternatively, should my herbs prove effective, we need to break Mr. Elijah's hands to prevent further harm from his impersonation as a doctor."
Elijah sneered as he shook his head at the profound wicked and callous nature that Dr. David unabashedly exhibited. Despite the undeniable repulsion, a spark of curiosity flickered within Elijah's mind. He wanted to know if indeed Dr. David would be willing to consume the poisonous herbs.
"Sure thing," Elijah said, placing the Ginger Ale bottle on the table. "I'm on board with Dr. David's terms."
Winnie hesitated briefly, glancing between Elijah and Dr. David. "Very well," she finally said, her voice wavering. "Let's see if your herbs can live up to the confidence you have in them, Dr. David."
Dr. David's eyes gleamed with a mix of excitement and arrogance. "Excellent choice, Miss Winnie. You won't be disappointed."
Elijah watched intently, his skepticism lingering, as Dr. David stirred the mixture of herbs in the bowl. The room became saturated with the herbs aroma.
With the herbs ready, Dr. David drew closer to the bed. "This will be a turning point, Miss Winnie. Brace yourself for the remarkable changes ahead."
Taking a deep breath, Winnie nodded in approval.
"Grandfather, the doctor has a remedy to ease your discomfort. Would you mind opening your mouth for a moment?" Winnie inquired with concern.
Old man Carter, in his weakened state, couldn't open his mouth by himself. Winnie attempted to gently coax his mouth open, eventually succeeding. Using the spoon, Dr. David meticulously measured out the herbs and carefully pushed them into the slight opening of the man's mouth. Elijah, foreseeing the inevitable outcome, took a step back, regretting that Winnie hadn't heeded his advice.
Immediately old man Carter ingested the herbs, his face began to turn red. Dr. David's excitement grew, interpreting the reddening as a positive sign. "Excellent! The herbs are already taking effect. His body is responding well."
However, the excitement soon turned to horror as Winnie's grandfather's face shifted from red to a deep crimson. Within moments, violent convulsions seized the old man, rattling the room. Dr. David's eyes widened in shock as blood began to trickle from the man's nose and ear, staining the crisp white sheets. Winnie's eyes widened in horror, seeing her grandfather's reaction.
"What's happening to my grandfather?" Winnie asked with a trembling voice.
"Oh- that, that's just the natural reaction. It looks like the poison is bleeding out. Let's give him some time and see what will happen," Dr. David replied, still trying to look convincing.
Realizing every passing moment brought the old man closer to the brink, Elijah swiftly retrieved a medley of herbs from his bag. With meticulous precision, he blended them, added a splash of Ginger Ale to complete the concoction, hurried towards Winnie and her grandfather,pushing Dr. David aside,then administered the potion to the convulsing man, and suddenly, the spasms came to an abrupt halt. Old man Carter now lay completely still.
"You've ended his life!" Dr. David exclaimed, anger in his voice. "You piece of shit. What on earth have you done?"
"What have I done? I've done nothing, but save this man's life you moron!" Elijah said tersely. Winnie gently held her hand beneath her grandfather's nostrils. Briefly, it felt as if his breath had halted, but it was merely a pause as he inhaled. Moments later, he exhaled, the warmth of his breath brushing against her finger."He's alive!" Winnie exclaimed, her eyes beaming up at Elijah. "My grandfather is still breathing." Observing Winnie's joyful response aimed at Elijah rather than himself, Dr. David snorted, "Clearly, it was my herbs that healed your grandfather, Miss Winnie. Given a few more seconds, his convulsion would have ceased. Mr. Elijah, once again, attempts to take credit away from me. He is an opportunistic scoundrel who has consistently sought to steal my success since entering this room."Winnie, absorbed in expressing her excitement through repeated kisses on her grandfather's cheeks, paid zero attention to Dr. David. "Are you genuinely convinced it was your herb
The connection was severed before Elijah could deliver a response. Adrenaline coursed through his veins as he swiftly packed his belongings. Winnie, observing the sudden shift, stared at him in surprise."What's going on?" she asked, a mixture of concern and confusion in her voice.Elijah paused for a moment, contemplating how much to share. "I have to go. There's an emergency."Winnie's eyes widened with realization. "Is everything okay?"Elijah nodded, reassuring her, "I'll handle it.""Can't I help? What if you need assistance?"Elijah appreciated her concern but shook his head. "This is something I need to handle alone. Your grandfather needs you here. I'll be back as soon as I can."Winnie nodded,:“Alright. Let me know if you need any help from me.”Elijah offered a small, appreciative smile, and without responding turned to leave.As Elijah stepped out of the building, a surge of anticipation raced through him, ignited by the abrupt end to Rhonda's call."Please save me. I'm at…
"Did everyone catch that?"The leader turned to each side, earning nods from his subordinates. "He says he doesn't give a hoot about the Luxe family. Now, I hate to repeat instructions but I'm going to give you one last chance to turn around and leave."Elijah, unfazed, asserted, "I've got business inside, and not even a hundred of you are going to keep me out."Anger and irritation flashed in the guard leader's eyes and his fist hurtled toward Elijah. With swift reflexes, Elijah intercepted the punch, countering with a forceful blow that landed squarely on the man's nose. Staggering backward, he cradled his bleeding nose, invincible stars spinning over his head.When they saw their leader being attacked, the other guys rushed at Elijah. He grabbed one guy and used him to knock down two others. Then, he quickly moved back, dodging a kick and breaking the assailant's leg with his elbow. You could hear the bone crunching.The guys pulled out their guns, and Elijah swiftly changed the
“L-let me go,Elija will come to you,he won’t let you go if you dare touch me.” Rhonda uttered weakly.“Your useless ex-husband? “ Kingston said with a smirk,”Well,then I’ll be waiting for him. You little bitch.”With a forceful motion, Kingsley pulled her bra off, revealing her bare form. He sniffed the fabric, savoring the fragrance with satisfaction, before casually tossing it onto the floor. Swiftly, he unfastened his belt and bound her hands with it. He briefly slid off her, discarding his underwear.Elijah's senses jolted as Rhonda's desperate scream pierced the air, followed by a bone chilling silence.Without a second thought, he propelled himself down the corridor, traversing the long distance from room 005 to 010 into a blur of crazy speed.Bang!The door came crashing down with the force of his adrenaline-fueled kick. His protective instinct was now in full swing. Kingston, caught off guard, had no chance to register the shock before Elijah seized his arm, forcefully pul
Elijah lifted her now fully dressed body from the bed and carried her in his arms. Her eyelids fluttered and her body shook as she struggled against the effect of the drug Kingston had used on her. He felt another wave of fury wash over him as he made his way to the door. He walked as quickly as he could down the hallway towards the stairs where Tiana and Laura stood waiting."What is going on here? What happened to her?" Tiana asked in alarm. "Oh my God, is she ok?" Laura wailed at the same time. Ignoring them both, Elijah began to make his way down the stairs as they trailed after him."You can't take her away. You have no right!" Tiana screeched as she rapidly descended the steps behind him.Elijah walked quickly towards the doors and turned to face his ex-mother-in-law's angry but guilty face. Laura was a few steps behind her, her face shrouded in guilt, shame, and worry. At least she looked more remorseful than Tiana, but Elijah didn't care. "You put my daughter down right t
Sensing her increasing curiosity, Elijah adjusted his composure and tried to look casual and dismissive. "It's for someone. Someone very special to me," he said, giving a smile as he tucked the box into the inner pocket of his jacket.Winnie wasn't convinced, but she decided to let it go. It wasn't much of her business anyway, and she had begun to trust Elijah way more than she probably should."What was it about? The issue you had to go sort out earlier," she said, opting for a change in topic.Elijah hesitated, wondering how much to tell her. Sensing his indecision, Winnie responded with a gentle smile, proposing they retreat to the living room for a drink, ensuring her grandfather's rest is undisturbed. Once in the living room, she approached the discreet mini bar in the left corner, retrieving a bottle of whiskey along with two glasses."John Koba told me he drove you and your ex-wife home. Your ex-wife who was unconscious and maybe hurt," she poured two glasses of whiskey and
Rhonda's eyes flew open in alarm.She rubbed her eyes as she tried to shake off the grogginess and disorientation.Her surroundings looked alien at first, but as she slowly pulled herself into a sitting position on the bed, her vision cleared.It was her bed, her room. She was home. She placed her hand on her forehead, trying to recollect the events that led her here, but a throbbing had begun at the back of her skull and was spreading.The last thing she could remember was having dinner with Kingston Luxe.With a sigh, she threw the covers off her body and tried to lift herself from the bed. She needed to use the bathroom, but her limbs weren't cooperating. She felt like she'd been dragged through wet concrete.She must've taken her clothes off at some point because she was clad in her underwear. She'd never been one to get drunk. She didn't even like alcohol that much.The last time she got drunk was at a college party during her freshman year, and she'd promised herself never to go
The cool evening air kissed her face as she sped down the freeway with the windows rolled down.The events of the previous day kept replaying in her mind.She'd been drugged and assaulted by Kingston Luxe but somehow, on the insistence of her mother, here she was, on her way to Luxe Holdings headquarters to see her assailant.Rhonda had never been one to be ruled by her emotions—head over heart always. It's why she'd been able to keep the company running despite the ups and downs. This was also why she had seen the reason behind her mother and sister's worries.Yes, they were being selfish, but Rhonda could not deny the fact that they needed the Luxe family.The Luxe holding headquarters was situated in the heart of the city.Its chrome and glass walls and domed shape gave it an intimidating look and made it stand out from other buildings in the vicinity.She found a spot in the parking lot and eased in. Pulling out a compact mirror, she inspected her looks once more before stepping o