Taken By The Mafia Lord

280 The Last Breakfast

“Communicate freely with me,” She said yet no man in the room made a move.

They still doubted her motive, and couldn’t tell if this was a joke or if she was being serious. After all, who was Adele? The only female in the city to have worked up to the position of underboss. That wasn’t an easy feat to achieve at all.

It wasn’t until after a moment of silence that Elijah decided to take the bull by the horn. He turned fully in her direction even though there were three seats before her, saying, “You look good.”

Adele, who had not expected that, blinked, taken back by the compliment. She stared at him, brows fully arched, “What about me looks good?”

“Everything.” Elijah said, holding her gaze with a smile tugging at the corner of his lips, “You are hot and sassy. That’s a nice combination.” He flirted with her.

“Ooh.” Some of the men cheered Aziz and the atmosphere changed instantly. Thus, Elijah opened the floor to questions and the others were able to gain access to her, getting rid of their fears.

“Miss Adele, I admire you!” One of them said,

“Thank you.” Adele chuckled, hiding her mouth with her palm as if she didn’t want them to see her smiling teeth.

The atmosphere became lively that by the time the food was served, the tension had vanished entirely. Aziz was tempted to use his left hand to eat, however, upon seeing that everyone in the room was right-handed and that Adele was suddenly vigilant, he chose his right hand instead.

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No matter what Adele said, Elijah was not buying into the whole spend time with the recruits thingy. His sixth sense was tingling and he could tell something was up.

So even when Adele didn’t think someone was watching, Elijah had his eyes on her and tried to guess what she was up to. And though she tried to be stealthy, he still noticed her staring at their use of their cutleries.

He was right, they were searching for him. The fact that they thought he was left-handed must mean they had Jeremy spilling the beans as much as he could remember. He had to give it to Marcel, he was quite enthusiastic about this search.

Elijah had intentionally deluded Jeremy into thinking that he was left-handed. That was his modus operandi, never be predictable. That was how he had confused his targets even up to now.

Why do you think he’s using his real face instead of his mask now? They were used to the disguise, so he was throwing them a curveball. Marcel must have guessed that he infiltrated his gang already and put Adele to the task of finding him. As if he would make it easy for them now he knows of their plan.

They made small talks but Elijah was quiet this time, choosing to observe so he doesn’t make a mistake. Since they were on the lookout for him, information was the most vital to him.

“I watched your match,” Adele said and it took one of them nudging Elijah to make him realize she was talking to him.

“Huh?” He looked distracted.

“Your match with John, I watched it and I had to say it was impressive.” Adele complimented him but Elijah was not to be fooled by her kindness. He was probably first on her suspect list; he knew that fight would not do him much good. It only exposed him.

“Oh, that.” Elijah gave her a timid smile and went on to say, “No, it’s not even as hard as you think. John is a huge man, depending entirely on his weight and I knew I had to take advantage of that. Hence, if you asked me, I’d say it’s just a matter of luck.”

“Luck, you say?” She stared at him hard and he avoided her gaze, trying to act like a submissive disciple. If his aura was too strong, it would bring suspicion and Adele was too smart.

But on the bright side, it seems he wasn’t the only suspect on her list because she turned to the others and questioned them one after the other as well. If only there was a left-handed fellow along with them, it would have been much better to shift the attention to him.

While it looked like Adele was indeed befriending them, the woman in question was busy assessing and reading them one after the other. And so far, she couldn’t come up with a most likely suspect since none of them were left-handed. However, there was just something about that Aziz guy.

She just couldn’t tell.

But she couldn’t say Aziz was Elijah in hiding when she didn’t have enough evidence. It would be a huge shame if she were to accuse one of their people wrongly, not only would it be wasted resources, but her reputation would be smeared. The first mission handed directly to her by Marcel and she fails it? She can’t let that happen.

Hence, she had to be as careful as ever. Since she was unable to fish Elijah out with the first plan, it was time to activate plan B.

Adele leaned back into her seat and announced, “I hope you all are satisfied?”

“Yes, we are!” Everyone echoed happily, having lowered their guards. They had no idea what was waiting ahead of them and were delirious at spending more time with Adele.

Hence when she announced, “Good. Now, get your asses ready, It’s boot camp, baby.” She said with no sympathy.

One should see the shock on their faces, none of them had expected this. It was almost comical to Adele but she had better control of her emotions.

She said further, “It would be two days of intense training and survival, and did I forget to say, there would be no meal.”

Before the others could even understand what she meant by that, Elijah had already reached out and grabbed a water bottle, and three fruits from the table before the others saw his action and recognized this was the

“Last Breakfast” in their case.

In one word, before the scuffle began, Elijah had already taken what he wanted and moved to safety as the others scrambled for the limited resources.

Adele stared at him, a little admiration more than suspicion in her eyes, “You never fail to surprise me.”