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The flashes of lights and cameras immediately went off and on as Elijah stepped out of the car, and then he reached into the vehicle for Peach, taking her hand in his and gently leading her out of the Mercedes.

Then he secured her by her waist, glad that she was only two months pregnant and her stomach had not started showing yet, and yet there was still a trace of worry in his voice as he whispered in her ear, “You should have stayed home.”

“I am fine, honestly.” Peach leaned in closer to his ear to mumble, smiling when he met her eyes. “Also, it would seem rude if I didn't attend Madam Elle’s husband's birthday with you.”

But Elijah's worry wasn't about her being fine, it was the fact that she was attending such a public event with him when he knew that after a month, he still had not figured out what happened back in Syldavia a while ago, and who was behind it.

Although the premises were heavily guarded by his men and his father's guys’, it still wasn't enough to keep Elijah's hea