Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 270

Hesitating for just a moment, Elliot placed his tiny hand in Tarquin’s hand, and found himself being led out of the restroom.

Before leaving, Elliot shot Evan a secretive glance, signaling for him to stay cool; everything was under control.

...

Outside the restroom.

The Bradfords immediately bristled at the sight of Elliot, their faces contorted with anger as they glared at him.

But Elliot was unfazed, quietly standing by Tarquin's side, his gaze filled with disdain.

Allegra bellowed, "Tarquin! You owe everyone an explanation today!"

Tarquin's expression grew icy. Just as he was about to speak, Elliot stepped forward to ask, "What explanation do you want?"

"You publicly assaulted your elders, humiliated them, and made a huge scene in front of our ancestors. This is disrespectful, irreverent, and outright rebellious! You're inviting retribution!"

Elliot replied coldly, "And what about all of you wishing me dead? What does that make you? You show no respect for your elders, so how should I respect, honor, or revere you? Regardless of whether you love me or not, I am still a life. You all have murder in your hearts; who really deserves retribution?"

"You..."

Elliot's gaze turned icy as he stared down Allegra, "You should be thankful Elysia wasn’t killed by you, or you'd truly be finished. Even the lives of your entire family wouldn’t be enough to compensate!"

His intense look genuinely frightened Allegra and shocked everyone else.

Although Elliot's anger differed slightly from Tarquin's, his presence was equally formidable. Every look, every word from him was enough to send shivers down their spines!

Gideon, brows furrowed, looked at Elliot in shock. "You consider us your enemies?"

"You should ask yourselves, what am I to you?"

"You're just a kid! How can you be so scheming? You're the sole heir to the Bradfords. Everyone in the family hopes for your well-being, nobody wishes for your death!"

"Really? Dad wouldn’t wish for my death, I believe that. And you, I can believe you don’t wish for it either. But ask them, who among them doesn't wish for me to die sooner rather than later?"

The room fell into an uneasy silence.

Gideon's expression softened slightly, relieved by Elliot's faith in him, but then Elliot added, "And your lack of ill will is not out of love for me. You're just using me. After all, if I were to die, the Bradfords would be thrown into chaos. Everyone would want to be the heir, and you wouldn’t be able to control anyone."

Gideon's face went pale as his deepest motives were laid bare for all to see.