Chapter 80: Warnings and taking care of him
Elijah’s pov ;
As I strode into the office, my eyes immediately fell on Vanessa, perched in her chair with a smug smirk playing on her lips. My jaw clenched at the sight of her, my blood boiling with anger that threatened to spill over. But I forced myself to remain calm as I approached her.
"Vanessa," I said, my voice steady but cold. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"
"Don’t play dumb, Elijah," she sneered, gesturing to her bandaged hand. "You know exactly why I’m here. How dare you have my charges dropped?"
I ignored her words, my eyes fixed on her injured hand. The urge to throttle her for all the pain she had caused Ash surged within me, but I pushed it down. "What do you want from me, Vanessa? Money? Deals? Companies? Name your price and I’ll make it happen."
Her smirk widened, revealing her true colours. "Now we’re talking." She crossed her legs, her gaze glinting with satisfaction. "But I don’t want any of those things."
My patience was wearing thin as I leaned forward, meeting her sharp gaze. "Then what is it that you want?"
She leaned even closer, her voice low and dangerous. "I want you to marry me, Elijah."
A disgusted sneer twisted my features, my contempt for her oozing from every pore. "Marry you?" I scoffed, unable to even fathom the idea. "Vanessa, do you even hear yourself? Someone like you, who changes men as often as they change their underwear, dares to think you could marry me? You’re nothing but a gold digger, chasing after rich men whether they’re married or not."
Her face flushed with embarrassment, but she quickly masked it with anger. "Marry me or I’ll make sure everyone knows about this online and ruin his career."
I leaned back in my chair, crossing my arms over my chest. "Go ahead and try," I challenged her, trying to keep my voice steady. "I’m not afraid of your threats. Do you really think I’d let anyone come between me and my spouse?"