Episode 48
That won’t happen,” Elizabeth replied with unwavering confidence. “Don’t worry over roles. Elijah may be influential, but he’s not omnipotent. Not everyone dances his tune. Just securing a role will put me in the spotlight, ensuring I don’t just vanish into obscurity. What I need from you is to help me pick the right scripts.”
Elizabeth’s resolve bolstered Ruby’s spirits, injecting a dose of courage. “All right, let’s get this started!”
The following day, at the flower shop, a Rolls Royce rested by the curb. Inside Elijah lounged in the back seat, his face partially cloaked in shadows. His eye snapped open as they caught the vibrant display of fuchsia Freud roses by the entrance. “I’ll take 99 of those,” he commanded.
Oliver, wary of Elijah’s sharp gaze, hesitated before pointing out, “Mrs. James usually prefers the dusty pink roses.”
Elijah, intent on mending bridges, knew he couldn’t afford any slip-ups, not even with a bouquet.
Bewildered, Elijah knitted his brows together. “Aren’t they all just roses? Why does the color matter so much?”
Flowers were far from his area of expertise. He recalled Sandra mentioning her fondness for fuchsia Freud roses during a stroll past a flower shop, where the proprietor had informed him of their hefty price tag.
For Elijah, the value of flowers boiled down to their cost.
Massaging his forehead, he tried to avoid getting caught up in this trivial matter. With a dismissive wave of his hand, he declared, “Just pick up 99 of those roses you mentioned.”
“Understood,” Oliver replied, his relief palpable as he exited the vehicle and made his way to the flower shop.
Meanwhile, Elijah remained seated in the car, idly checking the time on his exclusive, high-end watch.
The hour hand aligned with the ten on its meteorite-studded moon dial—a rare piece from a renowned luxury brand.
His agenda for the day included fetching Elizabeth from her hotel and treating her to lunch, followed by a comprehensive medical examination at the hospital.
Elizabeth had a penchant for playing up her grievances to capture his attention, recently even resorting to threats of divorce to underscore her displeasure.
If she bore any visible scars, Elijah knew she would leverage them to stir up drama for years.
Moreover, her delicate complexion made any blemish particularly conspicuous and unappealing.
The mere thought exacerbated his headache.
