Chapter 150


    Elijah was finally taking an interest in something other than his mother, and the fact that he’d asked for


    the food proved he liked it. Regrettably, there was a missed opportunity to delve into Elijah’s interests


    and treat him to a hearty breakfast.


    The meal wasn’t his own handiwork, and he felt he hadn’t fully satisfied Elijah’s appetite.


    But overall, it was a good sign that Elijah enjoyed Elysia’s cooking.


    He quickly called Heath to look after Elijah and then headed out the door.


    Meanwhile, Elysia was saying goodbye to the three little ones.


    The kids didn’t need breakfast at home as they’d eat at school, so they’d left early with Blossom.


    Elysia was tidying up the house, ncing at her phone now and then. She wanted to call Tarquin to see


    if Elijah liked her cooking and if he had eaten, but worried about interrupting father and son time, she


    waited anxiously.


    Her phone chimed.


    She dashed to the coffee table, hoping it was the man. When she saw it was him, she felt a rush of


    excitement.


    Her heart pounding, she answered, “Hello?”


    “Make some more pastries when you get a chance. Elijah loves them,” Tarquin said, almost like he was


    giving orders.


    Despite his cool tone, his excitement was barely contained. He was in a good mood, somewhat happy.


    Elysia was thrilled. “Really? Did he say anything else?”


    “He’s still hungry.”


    “Huh? Still hungry? Does Elijah eat that much? I thought I made plenty: an omelet, six pastries, arge


    serving of oatmeal with mixed fruits, plus two side dishes. He ate all that and wasn’t full?”


    Tarquin, embarrassed that he’d eaten more than his share, grunted an acknowledgment.


    “Make some extra next time.”


    Elysia, not overthinking it, agreed, “Sure, when does he want more?”


    “Tonight, or maybe tomorrow morning.”


    “Okay! I’ll make it this afternoon, have it ready for his dinner. I’ll contact you once it’s done.”


    As Elysia was about to hang up, Tarquin added, “Come out for a chat.”


    “Oh?”


    *Meet me downstairs in ten minutes, I’lle to you.”


    “What do you want to talk about?”


    “About Elijah.”


    Relieved, Elysia agreed, “Alright, see you downstairs in a bit.”


    “Okay.”


    After the call, Elysia was ted. She didn’t know why, but the fact that Elijah enjoyed her cooking made


    her incredibly happy.


    It felt like the first step of a thousand–mile journey had been taken!


    Movement meant progress, didn’t it?


    She didn’t know when she would leave Jindale City, but before she did, she genuinely hoped Elijah


    would get better.


    Elysia put down her phone and went to change into her outdoor clothes. Just as she finished changing,


    the doorbell rang.


    Expecting Tarquin, she opened the door without hesitation.


    But instead of him, two unfamiliar men stood there.


    Elysia was wary, “Who are you…?”


    In the next instant, one of the men lunged, covering her mouth and dragging her into the elevator


    forcefully.


    Muffled cries escaped her as she struggled, but she was no match for the two men.


    They took her to the parking garage, shoved her into a car, and quickly drove out of theplex.


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    The car drove for what felt like ages, finally stopping in an unfinished building or


    Stepping out of the car Elysia panicked even more. Brought to such a deste ce, the feared the


    worst were they gor


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