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Chapter Eighty six
“Please try harder! You’re our only hope!” Mr. Johnson’s voice cracked, his eyes wet with helplessness. He gripped Elvis’s arm tightly, almost like he wanted to draw strength from him.Elvis stood frozen, his eyes locked on the glowing scroll in his hands. Suddenly, words formed across the parchment in fiery letters. His throat went dry as he read them aloud, “She has just seventy-two hours left… before we lose her forever.”The room fell into a suffocating silence. Then, panic burst through Thomas. “No! No, this can’t happen!” His knees buckled as he rushed to his mother’s bedside. Her body was still cold, her breaths shallow. With trembling hands, he touched her arm as tears rolled down his face. “Please, Elvis, do everything within your power to save her. I don’t want to lose her again. I was broken when I thought she was gone before. I became reckless, I lost myself—please, I can’t lose her now.”But before Elvis could answer, Mr. Johnson’s stern voice rang sharply, slicing throug
Chapter Eighty five
“Don’t tell me you’re buying that story, Thomas! Come on!” the hefty man barked, his voice thick with suspicion. “He’s your father, yes, but he might be tricking you. Open your eyes!”“You must be a fool to think everyone is as rotten as you!” Mr. Johnson fired back, his voice shaking with anger even in his weakness. His eyes burned into the man’s soul. “I would never use my wife’s death to trick my son!”Thomas pressed his temples, breathing hard, torn between doubt and hope. He turned to his father at last. “Here’s a deal. You’ll take us to where my mom is. If I confirm you’re telling the truth, I’ll let Elvis go free. But if you’ve lied, Father…” he swallowed, his voice trembling, “then I’ll go on with my plan.”Mr. Johnson’s jaw tightened. “If I am speaking the truth—and I am—you and your bunch of losers will regret this when all is over.”The air was thick with tension as they drove in silence. Soon, they arrived at one of Mr. Johnson’s private estates—a place Thomas vaguely reme
Chapter Eighty four
The room smelled of fear and sweat. Mr. Johnson sat tied to a chair, his eyes burning with anger, while Thomas paced the floor like a restless wolf.“Boss… what should we do now? This is trouble!” the hefty man stammered, his hands trembling.“You better keep your mouth shut and let me think!” Thomas snapped, pointing at him sharply. His voice echoed against the walls. He turned again, his steps heavy, his mind racing.Then, stopping abruptly, he shouted, “Untie my dad, you fool!”The men scrambled to obey. Rope fell from Mr. Johnson’s wrists, but his body remained stiff, his gaze piercing through his son.“Dad,” Thomas said, his tone softening just for a second, “I’m sorry this happened. But now… now you’re going to help me. I already have my life figured out. No one is going to ruin it.” He stepped closer, his breath quick, his eyes blazing with determination. “Connect me to Elvis. He is my target.”Mr. Johnson’s voice came out deep, firm, and trembling with pain. “Thomas… you’re no
Chapter Eighty three
Thomas’s heart pounded with excitement as he dashed into the bar. He pulled out a bottle of red wine, pouring it generously into a glass. Raising it high, he whispered with a sly grin, “To my victory. To the life I deserve.” He took a deep gulp, savoring the taste of triumph, before striding back to the window.He arrived just in time to see Elvis’s car rolling toward the gates of the mansion. Just beside it, another sleek black car pulled up—one of his father’s private escorts.Thomas smirked bitterly, swirling the wine in his glass. “Dad even gave him an escort. What a display of love!” His tone dripped with sarcasm as he watched both cars pull out, their taillights glowing in the dark.Minutes later, his phone buzzed. His eyes lit up. The men. Without hesitation, he answered.“Boss,” a rough voice came through, “we have him.”Thomas’s lips curved upward. “Perfect. I’ll be there right away.”Within a jiffy, Thomas drove himself to the secret hideout on the outskirts of town. The bui
Chapter Eighty two
Elvis could see the relief on Mr. Johnson’s face. The man’s shoulders, which had been stiff with worry moments ago, slowly eased. Without a doubt, it was obvious he loved his wife more than anything else in the world.But then Mr. Johnson’s expression shifted again. His eyes darkened, and his lips trembled slightly as if he had something heavier to reveal.“There’s another problem,” he finally said, his voice low and burdened.Elvis leaned forward, alert. “What is it, sir?”Mr. Johnson took a deep breath, his hands twisting together nervously. “Over the years, I kept myself busy reading—anything that could give me hope, anything that spoke of restoring life. I found comfort in my father-in-law’s ancient library. Most of the books were strange, filled with forgotten tales and myths. But one story stayed with me.” He paused, his eyes glistening. “The story of the king of all stones.”Elvis frowned slightly. “The king of all stones?” Elvis questioned wanting to know more since he also fe
Chapter Eighty one
“A divorcee?” Maxwell exclaimed suddenly, dropping his fork with a clatter. His lips curved in a mocking smile as his voice echoed across the room. “That’s not a good one! Why would a young man choose to leave his wife, huh?”Elvis lifted his eyes slowly, his calm demeanor unshaken though his chest tightened. His face bore no trace of embarrassment, only quiet resolve. “She left,” he answered bluntly. His words were short but heavy.The table fell silent. The clinking stopped. Even Anita froze, her hand halfway to her glass of water.“I thought this was supposed to be a dinner,” Elvis added, his tone cool but tinged with disappointment. “Never knew my personal life would be served on the table too.”Thomas leaned back in his chair, his expression unreadable. He tapped his fingers against his glass and said coldly, “I don’t see why you should be worked up over such harmless discussion… unless, of course, you’re hiding something.” His eyes slid slyly toward Anita. “Do you know your frie
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