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Elijah stops as a knock sounds at the door.

Jules enters carrying two steaming mugs of coffee.

“Thanks Jules,” I say as she places them down on Elijah’s desk.

“Is there anything else I can get you?” she asks.

Her gaze turns to a very dishevelled Elijah, a frown appearing between her brows.

“That will be all, Jules. Thank you,” Elijah says, his voice full of the exhaustion that is showing on his face.

“Thanks, Jules.” I grip her arm and squeeze as she passes, shooting her a look that lets her know I’ve got this. She inclines her head. “I’ll contact you if we need anything, but we’re going to grab some lunch.”

She smiles, shooting me a look of gratitude, before leaving.

When the door closes, Elijah sits up.

“We are not going to lunch.”

I reach into my bag and pull a business card out. Pushing it across the table.

Elijah’s eyes drop to the card, his brows furrowing as he reads what is written on the back.

“Back down, tiger. I’m here to help,” I say truthfully.

Elijah runs a hand through his hair, highlighting the fact he needs a haircut. It’s the longest I’ve seen it since our university days.

Elijah opens his mouth to speak, but I hold up a hand, stopping him.

“Let’s get out of here,” I say, standing up and retrieving the card from his desk, slipping it back into my pocket.

Elijah goes to open his mouth again, but I shake my head.

A frown mars Elijah’s brow, but he remains silent. His head inclines slightly as he stares at me as if trying to work out my angle.

“Lunch,” I say.

“I see getting engaged hasn’t affected your bossy attitude,” Elijah says, reminding me of how he would pull faces when I organised our group work at uni. “I hope Kris knows what he’s letting himself in for.”

I chuckle. “He sure does,” I say, winking, earning myself another scowl. “Now, let’s go.”

CHAPTER 11

ELIJAH

Don’t argue. Do what I say.

The note written on Pen’s business card.

What the fuck?

Despite my better judgement, and because I’m getting nowhere fast, I do exactly what she says and follow Pen out of my office.

One thing’s for sure, I’m going to kill my brother when I get my hands on him.

What the hell does Gabe think he’s doing?

I went to him in confidence, and the first thing he does is blab to Pen. Pen who happens to be engaged and about to marry my biggest competitor. Was he not listening when I uttered those words.