"My handsome grandbaby." came a deep voice, as a cane struck the ground from the entrance of the office Elijah was sitting in. Elijah turned to face his grandfather, Lucas, who had a broad smile on his face. He had been sitting in his grandfather's office for almost five minutes, waiting for his arrival.
"Grandpa, I'm not a baby anymore."
"Oh, you're not. My eyes must be playing tricks on me then."
Lucas’ eyes twinkled as he spoke to Elijah, and his lips twitched as if he was trying to stop himself from smiling too much. Elijah squinted his eyes at Lucas as he replied. "We both know that your eyes are working quite alright. All I'm saying is that calling me a grandbaby at 30 years of age is embarrassing."
Lucas walked into the room with a style in his steps, as he used his cane that had a golden eagle's head at the top of it for support. He moved around the desk and sat in his office chair. "Till the day I die, you will remain my grandbaby."
Elijah scoffed. Lucas picked up the pack of cigars lying on his desk, removed a piece out of it, and asked Elijah to light it for him. He settled back into his chair and puffed out smoke from his mouth and his nostrils a few times, nearly filling the room with smoke. Then Lucas looked up and eyed Elijah before saying, "You clean up nicely."
"Thank you." This was the seventh day since being rebranded. The old Elijah was long gone, and this was the beginning of a new him. Cora had called all hands on deck, after his attempt to get out of his wheelchair, from the barber to the physiotherapist, to a fashion designer, and an interior decorator for his home to help with his recuperation. Although Elijah had initially thought she was doing too much when she had called the interior decorator, he felt good afterward when he stepped into his house to see that everything had changed. He had felt a powerful and superior energy when he walked in.
Elijah's legs were stronger than before. He could stand and go a few paces around the room without falling. However, he walked with a limp, and his physiotherapist advised him to continue using the wheelchair for a while before moving to using crutches and then walking without any support.
Elijah looked at Lucas as he blew out a few more puffs, then watched him reach for a document on his desk and slide it across to him. "Sign where you need to, and when you are through, we will go to the office together to announce your new ownership," Lucas said.
Elijah picked up the document and opened it. The document contained the reward for his three years of intense suffering with Bianca. He scanned every paper and signed in the appropriate places he was meant to. LM Airways was his to take. The airways was his grandfather's second company, which he had built from the ground up, and he was excited to be in control of his life again.
The first company, also founded by Lucas, had been passed down to Elijah's father shortly before his death. But his stepmother, Clara, had taken over the company's operations. Elijah and his grandfather hated that John had remarried, six months after his mother died and after Cora was born. His mother had died at Cora’s birth.
Elijah's father had been forced to marry Clara. On one of the nights that his father's grief had gotten a better part of him, he had gotten drunk and had had a one-night stand with the daughter of one of the powerful men in the city. Although the man was not as powerful as his grandfather, Lucas just wanted peace to reign, when three months later, they came knocking heavily on their door, claiming Clara was pregnant and John had to marry her. They rushed the marriage and a few months later his twin step-brothers, Alex and Austin were born.
Elijah looked up at his grandfather as he passed the document to him, cradling his copy against his chest. Happy that it was just the first step toward his revenge.
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When Lucas and Elijah arrived at the office, they exited Lucas' Range Rover. Lucas couldn't help Elijah into his wheelchair. So his driver assisted Elijah instead. Elijah thanked him and wheeled himself alongside his grandfather.
They were still moving when they heard someone shout "You!"
Elijah and Lucas looked up to see who had shouted. When Elijah saw the person's face, he gripped the armrest of his wheelchair as his eyes sized up the very person that had caused him to be in a wheelchair. Lucas glanced behind him to see if the man had been talking to anyone other than them. "I know you" Fred Harkins stated as he approached the two men, his attention directed at Elijah. "Or I think I do. You look very familiar." Elijah and Lucas just kept looking at Fred as he spoke. Fred’s face was scrunched up as he observed Elijah in the wheelchair. He moved his head from one side to another as he looked at Elijah up and down, accessing Elijah’s expensive outfits and accessories, just as Elijah was accessing him, his eyes drawn to the wedding band on Fred's wedding finger. Fred extended his hands towards Lucas and the two men exchanged a handshake with Lucas saying "Congratulations on your wedding."Elijah was silently watching the men's interaction, wishing that Fred would not
Two years laterElijah pulled into his mall's parking space. It had been up to four months since his last visit, and he needed to see things for himself after reading on a blog that some of the employees had been speaking rudely to customers.Elijah had created an empire for himself, a powerful corporation known to everyone in Manhattan City. He started from EM Airways, and a few months later he built a mall called EM Mall close to the airport. A few more months went he became the owner of EM Restaurant where all kinds of cuisines, and celebrities had to book reservations in a month.Everyone knew the brand "EM," but only five people knew the face behind EM. Elijah's initial plan was for only his grandfather, his sister, his lawyer, and his best friend to know the man behind EM. But somewhere along the way, he revealed himself to his Vice President during one of his meetings. From the very beginning, Elijah started holding his meetings with his EM Airline team via video call. He had
What? Are you certain? Try it again." The cashier looked at Elijah, her lips curled upwards, as she eyed Elijah up and down before reluctantly trying the card on the machine again. Another beep came from the machine and the cashier flung the card towards Elijah who quickly caught it. The lips of the cashier lifted into a snare as she spoke to Elijah. "The card was declined again. You either give me a card that is working or get out of this store."Elijah paused at her use of words before he asked, "Are you sure there's nothing wrong with your machine?" The cashier laughed hysterically. As quickly as she had started laughing, she stopped. "It's you that something is clearly wrong with. You walked in here like you own the place like you can afford to get the things in here, dressed in a common shirt and jean trousers, but it's obvious that you are a poor wretched man who probably borrowed his friend's clothes when he has absolutely nothing in his pocket." Elijah looked at the cashier
He turned to face the direction where his name had been called, and right in front of him was Bianca and Fred. Oh shit, Elijah thought. This was not supposed to be happening in their presence. Things were not going as he planned, so he decided to end the show before it got out of control. He reached into his other pocket to bring out his real card when Sara looked at Bianca and asked. "Ma, do you know this man?" Bianca hesitated. She looked unsure of whether to answer or not. Her eyes flickered between Elijah's and Sara's before she answered. "Yes, I do. I'm even surprised that he is in this kind of store because I know for certain that he is poor." Fred looked at his clothing and asked, "Elijah why are dressed like that? Did you steal the outfits? I'm impressed at your audacity, to think that you can afford to buy clothes from this kind of high-end store. Does your shame have no limits? But just look at you. You can take the man out of the trash but not the trash out of the man."
Oh my God! I can't believe that just happened. It was amazing to watch the looks on their faces, gosh!" Cora said as she sipped from the cup of God knows what kind of liquid she was holding. Elijah stared at her lips as they moved, but his thoughts were elsewhere. "This is poor Elijah," those were the words Bianca had used to describe him. They had no idea what his influence or position in the country was, otherwise, they would have crawled at his feet, begging to do business with him. Today's display at the mall made him desire to put his plans into action. He was going to deal with them like a tapeworm feeding on their host without their awareness of it. "Cora, I have to leave right now, I have a meeting by 1 p.m and if I don't get moving right now, I will come off as a tardy person, and I don't want that. At least, not with whom I'm meeting. The short movie that happened with your employees has already taken up my precious time." His words brought out a mocking expression on Cor
Fred's back was to Elijah while he spoke with the receptionist. Elijah overheard the receptionist telling Fred that she needed to confirm his appointment. He sighed and mentally braced himself for what he was sure was going to come from Fred. He moved closer to the desk and coughed gently, announcing his presence to the two unaware people.Fred was the first to turn in his direction. Fred began to snicker immediately their eyes met. He rested his elbow on the counter and leaned on the desk, his eyes roaming over Elijah's clothes before speaking. "So because you threw on a borrowed jacket on an obviously borrowed outfit, you think you can waltz in here like you own the place? Whatever happened at EM Mall cannot happen here, I'm sure of that." Elijah clenched and unclenched his teeth as returned Fred's stare. From the corner of his eye, he could see the receptionist's hands were caught in the middle of a call. She had paused when she heard Fred degrading him, the stranger, whose name s
Elijah walked towards the elevator, grinning as each step brought him closer to the elevator. He entered the lift and clicked on the button that would take him to the last floor. Before the elevator doors closed, he raised his head to look at Fred, who was watching his every move. He looked like he was about to explode, and Elijah burst into the laughter he had been trying so hard to keep inside. The receptionist's words had stopped him from pouncing on Fred and venting his anger. He liked how Fred had been reduced to something small in front of him. Elijah was glad that he had texted Mr Lewis in the car to inform him of his arrival. He had not planned to do it, but he was grateful that he did. That move was the only reason why the business tycoon had expressly asked of him.The elevator stopped and the doors opened. Elijah got out and was greeted by a lady who then instructed him to follow her. They walked down a hallway for a few seconds before she came to a stop in front of a larg
Fred's cheeks drained of color as Lewis spoke. His gaze shifted from Lewis to Elijah, a thousand times in a matter of seconds. His eyes were wide open and bulging out, a vein rapidly pumping on his forehead, his mouth was gaped open, and confusion flashed in his eyes. Elijah wanted to feel sorry for him but no emotion came out to play. It was clear as day that Fred genuinely wanted the land.Instead of pity, an arrogant smirk spread across his lips as he watched Fred tug at his tie as if he were in a choking grip. Elijah observed him and he realized that this was just another way he could hurt these betrayers, by taking what they desired one by one. Lewis headed towards the building's entrance in a hurry to leave, but not before patting a pained-looking Fred on the back three times. After the final tap, Fred grabbed Lewis' hand and spoke hastily. "This has to be a mistake. I have been trying to get that land for a year now. Look, I know that that piece of land has been wanted by many