Chapter 466 "Can't talk now, just say it over the phone." Tarquin's voice was chilly, devoid of any warmth.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtGideon wasn't surprised. "Next week is New Year's Eve, don't forget to bring Elijah back for the family dinner." "I know." "...And what about those wolves that suddenly showed up during the memorial? Did you figure out what that was all about?" "No." Gideon continued, "Those wolves might have attacked others in the end, but I swear they were after Elijah initially. I'm worried someone's out to get him. You need to dig deeper, can't take this lightly. Elijah is the last of the Bradfords, we can't afford to lose him!" "Uh-huh." Gideon didn't say anything more, and Tarquin just hung up.
Tarquin couldn't even bother to roll his eyes at Gideon's feigned concern now.
Gideon indeed didn't want Elijah dead, but he sure as hell didn't want him thriving either. He'd be thrilled if something bad happened to Elijah! Inside the Bradford family mansion.
As soon as Gideon hung up, his right-hand man immediately reported, "Sir, that person sent a message. The poison's placed in the usual spot, and I've sent someone to retrieve it. We can act anytime! But, do you think it's necessary to make another move?" Gideon had that calculating look. "Of course, it's necessary! I've heard Elijah's been doing better lately, must be the effects wearing off. He can't recover before we achieve our goal. Besides, Tarquin's been increasingly dismissive oflately. We need to teach him a lesson!" Gideon knew exactly how to hurt Tarquin! "Understood. Shall we proceed during the family dinner?" "Yes, plan carefully, we mustn't let Tarquin suspect anything!" "Don't worry, sir. After all these years, nobody's suspected a thing. Everyone thinks Elijah's illness stems from missing his mother, nothing more." "Make sure to control the dosage. We can't have Elijah dying on us; he's only useful alive. But, keep him barely hanging there, neither dead nor alive. That'll keep Tarquin distracted, and my chance will come!" "Got it!" "And have you gotten in touch with Alpha Thorne yet?" The mention of Alpha had the man worried. "Sent out loads of messages, all gone unanswered! No clue what he's up to lately, not a peep from him." Gideon, frowning, sighed. "Don't give up. Keep trying! He's our key to taking down Tarquin!" "I just worry, even if we reach him, he might not agree to work with us."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhat Gideon didn't know was that the Alpha he desperately sought was his own grandson, Elliot, living in exile! Confidently, he said, "Just get him to talk to me. I'll handle the rest. Your job is to reach out to him!" "Yes, sir! Oh, and sir, Tarquin went to help Elysia's son out of a bind at the Slaters' today..."
After narrating the incident about Nola getting exposed online and the day's events at the Slaters' the man speculated, "With Tarquin showing such concern for Elysia, makes one wonder if it's love or something to do with Elijah. Should we have a chat with her?"
Gideon, dismissive, "Let her be for now. She's of no importance! Our focus is the plan for the family En dinner. And Alpha!" "Understood!" mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofifl0&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1