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Elvis Dagreen: From Rejection to Redemption Chapter Nine
Chapter nineThe room fell silent as Ernest Wishford and the young man accompanying him entered the hall. The only sound was the clicking of Ernest's shoes on the marble floor as he walked with effortless grace and authority.The atmosphere was thick with reverence, as even the wealthiest individuals in attendance dared not meet his gaze. Everyone bowed their heads in respect, except for two individuals: Albert West, who seemed unfazed due to his family's influential status, and Elvis, who was unfamiliar with Ernest's reputation and therefore showed no sign of intimidation.Elvis's gaze locked onto the young man standing behind Ernest Wishford, and his eyes widened in recognition. This was the same person who had rushed to summon the elderly man in the mansion when Elvis had first awakened.A flurry of questions swirled in Elvis's mind. What was this young man doing here? Was he intent on retrieving the card and exposing Elvis's true identity? Or was this all an elaborate trap design
Elvis Dagreen: From Rejection to Redemption Chapter Ten
Chapter 10The young man respectfully called to Elvis, “Master! Please let us go inside the office, as there is something important I would like to discuss with you.” With his head bowed, he waited for a response. Elvis took a deep breath and, without a word, began to walk towards the direction the young man had pointed out. The young man and Ernest Wishford followed closely behind.As they entered the office, Ernest Wishford’s achievements and awards were clearly visible. Beautiful photos of Ernest Wishford were hung on the walls alongside his various accomplishments, showcasing his greatness.Ernest’s renown was widespread, recognized on both a national and international level. All of this recognition only heightened Elvis’s confusion. It was unfathomable to him why such a prestigious man would act so submissively in his presence, despite Elvis having no awards or connections of his own.The experience was so surreal to Elvis that it felt like a dream that he would soon wake up fro
Elvis Dagreen: From Rejection to Redemption Chapter Eleven
Chapter 11Harrison's voice trembled slightly as he replied, "Yes, Master Elvis..." He tried to shift away from Elvis, his eyes darting around the room as if searching for an escape route. He knew better than to incur Elvis's wrath, and the thought of facing his untamed power made his blood run cold.Elvis's blank tone sent a shiver down Harrison's spine as he asked, "What have you done to find out who the murderers were?" Harrison quickly bowed his head, his voice barely above a whisper. "Only the butler can answer that, Master. But I doubt anything has been done...without you, our efforts would always be a waste."Harrison risked a glance at Elvis's face, his eyes widening slightly as he took in the mixture of frustration and desperation etched on his master's features. He quickly returned to his bowing position, his voice laced with respect. "Master, if you truly want to get to the bottom of this, you just have to awaken your powers. All the answers you need are embedded there." "
Elvis Dagreen: From Rejection to Redemption Chapter twelve
Chapter twelve Elvis's brow furrowed with concern as he asked, "Is everything okay?" Anita's face had transformed from calm to alarm, her eyes wide with fear. She nodded aggressively, her voice trembling. "No, sir... my aged grandfather was involved in an accident. He's already an old man, and the only true support I have in my family."Elvis's expression softened, his voice filled with sympathy. "I'm so sorry!" Anita nodded, her eyes welling up with tears. She looked disoriented, her hands shaking as she clutched her phone.Elvis could see the depth of her emotions, the love she had for her grandfather evident in her every gesture. He felt a pang of compassion, his instincts urging him to offer comfort.Anita composed herself, her voice still shaky. "Please, sir... can you drive my car while I board a taxi straight home? I don't mind you returning it tomorrow." Elvis's eyebrows arched in surprise. He was taken aback by her trust in him, a trust that had developed in less than twenty
Elvis Dagreen: From Rejection to Redemption Chapter Thirteen
Anita's eyes widened as she grasped the armrests of her chair, her knuckles white with tension. "Wait... a second..." Her voice trembled. "Was the accident that severe?" She leaned forward, her eyes pleading for a different answer.Doctor Preston's expression was somber, his eyes filled with empathy. "I'm afraid so, Anita. At first, I thought your father's coma was due to shock, but the scan results and bone tests reveal a more serious situation." He paused, collecting his thoughts. "He hit his head so hard that he fractured several bones, including his spinal cord."Mrs. Nath's hand flew to her mouth, her eyes welling up with tears. "Oh my goodness!" She rushed to her father's bedside, staring at his frail, unconscious form. "Only God knows the pain he must have endured," she whispered, her voice cracking with emotion.Maxwell turned to Doctor Preston, his eyes filled with desperation. "Please, Doctor... do everything you can to save him. Money is no object."Doctor Preston took a de
Elvis Dagreen: From Rejection to Redemption Chapter Fourteen
Mrs. Nath took a deep breath, her eyes filled with a mix of sadness and determination. "This is difficult," she whispered, her voice cracking with emotion. "But a decision must be made, and it must be made now." She looked at Doctor Preston, who nodded in agreement.Mrs. Nath turned to Anita and Maxwell. "We need to decide which course of treatment to take. Doctor Preston has given us two options."Maxwell hesitated, his brow furrowed with concern. "I don't think we can make this decision without the rest of the family present," he said. "Besides, Anita and I are just grandchildren. You're the one who's closest to Grandpa as his biological child."Anita's eyes widened with fear. "But we can't waste any more time," she urged. "Please, can we call the rest of the family and get their input?"Just then, the old man's body began to jerk violently, his eyes rolling back in his head. The Johnsons rushed to his bedside, their faces etched with worry."What's wrong, Doctor?" they asked in uni
Elvis Dagreen: From Rejection to Redemption Chapter Fifteen
Dr. Preston's face turned red with anger. "How dare you question my expertise!" he spat, his voice dripping with venom. "I've spent years studying medicine, and I know what I'm doing."Elvis stood his ground, his eyes flashing with determination. "I'm not questioning your expertise, Doctor. I'm just saying that there are other ways to treat this patient."Maxwell snorted. "Oh, really? And what makes you think you know better than the doctor?" He sneered at Elvis. "You're just a... a... nobody."Elvis's face stung from the insult, but he refused to back down. "I may not have a medical degree, but I have knowledge that could help this patient."Anita's eyes darted nervously between Elvis and Dr. Preston. She knew Elvis was smart with what she had seen within the past 24 hours, but she also knew that Dr. Preston was a renowned expert in his field.Mrs. Nath's voice cut through the tension. "What do you propose we do, young man?" she asked Elvis, her tone skeptical.Elvis took a deep brea
Elvis Dagreen: From Rejection to Redemption CHAPTER Sixteen
"What's happening? Doctor, please do something!" Mrs. Nath's voice was laced with panic as she stared at her father, her eyes wide with fear.Dr. Preston quickly picked up the Transcutaneous Electrical Nerve Stimulation (TENS) unit, his hands moving with practiced ease. "Just hold on, I'll stabilize him..."But before he could apply the electrodes, Elvis pushed him aside, his movements swift and decisive. Mrs. Nath and Maxwell yelled in terror, their voices overlapping."What is this fool doing?" Mrs. Nath's face contorted with worry.Dr. Preston's expression darkened, his eyes flashing with anger. "You were just about to commit a murder! And I won't let that happen because of Lady Anita!" Elvis declared, his voice firm and authoritative.The doctor's face turned red with indignation. "What nonsense! This is the highest form of disrespect! Young man, how dare you try to teach me my job?"Mrs. Nath stepped forward, her voice trembling. "Anita, where did you pick this fool from? Don't y
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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
