Chapter 264
He handed his phone to Tarquin.
Tarquin frowned, holding the phone as he walked to the study.
Gideon asked, “Is something up? You’ve been dodging calls p>
“Nothing p>
“Alright then, just wanted to confirm the details about the memorial ceremony today. Elijah is all good, right p>
Tarquin’s brow furrowed deeper, irritation bubbling inside him. He wasn’t even sure if Elijah was okay! His mind wasn’t on the memorial ceremony at all!
“If you don’t say anything, I’ll take it as a yes. The ceremony is important, and you and Elijah are the present and future heads of the family. Don’t be late p>
“Got it p>
Tarquin’s response was cold as he hung up the call. He tossed the phone to Lowell and lit up a cigarette.
Lowell pocketed the phone, cautiously trying to advise him, “Today’s focus should be on Elijah and the memorial service. Let’s put the mystery man on hold for now. I’ll inform you immediately if there’s any news about him. We’ve already escalated the surveillance issue p>
Tarquin took a harsh drag on his cigarette, “Did you see that cat p>
“Yeah, someone twisted its neck, killed it. Must be a real piece of work p>
Tarquin’s expression darkened even more. A ruthless person showing up outside their house and fixating on Elijah’s window with a creepy grin wasn’t a good sign!
“Find him, no matter what it takes p>
“I know. Also, Ms. Thorne mentioned she wants to join us at the ceremony. If she goes, wouldn’t she find out who you are p>
Tarquin’s voice was cold, “She won’t figure it out p>
“Huh? Why p>
“Too dumb! Doesn’t have the brains for it p>
True to Tarquin’s words, Elysia indeed followed them to the Bradford family’s private cemetery without piecing together Tarquin’s identity.
All the way there, her heart was in her throat, worrying that Tarquin might discover Elliot.
But upon reaching the cemetery, her focus shifted.
At the entrance of the cemetery stood a tall stone monument inscribed with “The Bradford Family p>
Elysia sat in the car, looking through the window at the monument, she couldn’t help but remark, “Old money, huh? Hey, did your family have some famous ancestor or something p>
Tarquin pressed his lips together, not bothering to answer, annoyed by her lack of insight.
In the whole of Jindale City, besides the wealthy Bradford family, who else could afford such a grand private cemetery on this prime land?
And that big ‘Bradford’ inscription – in Jindale City, how many families with wealth and power like the Bradfords could there be?
Anyone with a bit of sense could figure it out, except for her, apparently.
How she managed to get by with that kind of intellect was a mystery!
Lowell, driving, couldn’t help but grimace. Just as Tarquin said, Elysia hadn’t suspected a thing about his identity!
Such an obvious clue… Her intellect was indeed worrisome.
Elliot glanced at his clueless mom, unsure how to continue the conversation.
The car continued up the mountain, passing rare and valuable trees.
Rare meant scarce, and scarce meant precious.
A single precious tree could cost anywhere from thousands to millions, and with the mountain full of such rare species, the total value was unimaginable.
Reaching the mid-mountain, a large parking area was constructed as the road ended there. Cars had to be parked here to proceed further on foot. And the Bradford family’s cemetery was up the mountain.
The Bradford family had all arrived, filling the parking area with a fleet of luxury cars.