Chapter 241
Hiding in the car and watching the surveillance feed, Lowell was taken aback when he saw Elijah head downstairs. He turned to Tarquin, his eyebrows knitted in worry, and asked, “What do we do now, Tarquin p>
Tarquin had been avoiding Elysia these past few days, yet he couldn’t stop worrying about Elijah. Whenever Elysia visited, he would just stay in the
car.
Before Tarquin could respond, Elysia and Elijah emerged from the building.
Elijah paused at the entrance, seemingly asking Elysia where they were heading.
Elysia, knowing she couldn’t just take him out of the neighborhood without a plan, scanned the area. It was bleak; not a speck of green in sight in the old-style complex devoid of any landscaping.
Pointing towards a playground behind some flower beds, Elysia suggested, “How about we check that out p>
Elijah didn’t respond but walked towards the playground with Elysia following closely. It was quiet around the playground with no other kids in sight. Approaching the slide, Elijah eyed it with disdain. “You expect White to play on that p>
Elysia chuckled, “Well, it won’t play by itself, but you can give it a try. Climb up, slide down, and I’ll catch you. Sounds fun, right p>
“Childish p>
Elysia was at a loss for words p>
Elijah rolled up his sleeve, revealing White, and squatted down, attempting to encourage it to play. However, White, as if disliking the cold, quickly darted back under Elijah’s sleeve.
With quick reflexes, Elijah grabbed it, preventing its escape. White, clearly upset, turned its head and flicked its tongue out in annoyance.
Elysia jumped at the sight, but Elijah remained unfazed, bold as ever. He frowned slightly, taking White off his arm and placing it on the ground. White seemed to dislike the dirty or perhaps too chilly ground and immediately turned towards Elijah.
Elijah stepped back, and White followed. They continued this dance until White, seemingly irritated, swiftly jumped into Elijah’s shirt pocket. Elijah’s eyes sparkled, impressed by White’s agility. Unafraid of being bitten, he reached into his pocket and lifted White out.
White, tongue flicking angrily, glared at him. Elijah, with a hint of disdain in his gaze, locked eyes with it.
Elysia stood by, staring at Elijah. His defiant expression was the spitting image of his father’s!
Indeed, the environment plays a significant role in shaping one’s personality. Even without any psychological conditions, living with his father would inevitably mold Elijah into a cold and distant person.
“What’s that you’ve got? Show me!” A voice suddenly broke the silence. A rambunctious boy demanded to see what Elijah was holding.
White turned its head, its presence emanating a chilling aura, far from that of a harmless pet, its danger apparent.
Elijah glanced at the boy, his brows furrowing. He quickly tucked White back into his pocket and turned to leave.
The boy, unhappy, blocked his path. “Hey, I’m talking to you! Are you deaf or mute p>
Elysia’s brows furrowed in displeasure.
Whose ill-mannered brat was this?
“How dare you speak like that? Where are your parents?” she chided.
The boy stuck his tongue out at her. “I came here by myself! Now, show me what’s in your pocket, or else I’ll beat you up p>
Just as Elysia was about to give the boy a piece of her mind, Elijah suddenly spoke up, “Move p>
Though shorter than the boy, Elijah’s command, delivered with a look upwards, carried an aura that utterly crushed the boy’s bravado. His presence was like a mini version of his father!
The boy, visibly shaken by Elijah’s demeanor, pouted and scooted away on his skateboard.