Novel & Cerita Elias Theodorou Cause Of Death

They all looked utterly defeated, except for Viola’s father who still held his head up high like nothing could touch him. Such pride, Rain couldn’t wait to see him crushed and broken but not as much as she wanted to see Torricelli in much worse pain than he already was. He was the one who made the order. Probably from his hospital bed, maybe because he was angry that she planted a few bullets inside of his body. Elisa had died and Aldo, Viola and, Vlad had almost lost their lives. Elisa. That warm and kind woman who was just trying to enjoy the home she’d created for herself.

Now, I could only hope Andrew would find the cook in Oklahoma and make things right. The nurse still hadn’t noticed me, her eyes glued to her phone, shaking her head in silent pity. Pity? She didn’t know the horrors Elias had inflicted—what he tried to do to me, what countless other women had suffered at his hands. And now, he was nothing but ashes. Served him right. As if sensing my thoughts, the robotic voice of the news continued. "Authorities suspect foul play. The fire appears intentional, likely an attempt to destroy crucial evidence. Investigators believe Elias was executed before the warehouse was torched. Bringing up the speculations that someone wanted him erased.”

Leaning on the sofa, Elias stretched out his finger and gently caressed the woman in the photo on his phone. He closed his eyes, and in front of him appeared the tearful eyes of Liam before he died. "Elias, you still have a bright future." "As for me, I'm already old... I'm all alone. Ten years ago, there was a fire, and my wife and daughter, who was just one month old, died in it." "In my life, I have nothing to worry about... If my daughter is still alive... she should be ten years old." "Lucija, my daughter..."

Theodore said playful, still unaware of the situation of the other room. He opened the door to Elena’s room and hopped inside like an excited bunny. “I am readyyyy… what the f*cking hell…?” Theodore came excitedly inside the room but the smile on his face dropped instantly when he saw Ira’s dead body on the floor. “Really?” He narrowed his eyes at Evandor and continued, “She was a good f*ck!” Theodore said disappointedly and glanced at Evandor in annoyance. “You should have told me that you were willing to kill her today. I must have f*cked her goodbye for the last time” Theodore was speaking casually like Evandor has booked a plane ticket to send someone abroad.

Diego responded, causing Damian and Elara to exchange looks. "No one knows he's awake because Elijah can't move his body. He's paralyzed, unable even to open his eyes or even his mouth," Elara explained, causing Diego to go weak at the knees and slump back into his seat. "How did this happen?" Diego asked, unable to comprehend the tragic fate that befell Elijah. "Someone poisoned him, and we suspect it was Fiona, with the help of her mother, Fernanda," Elara answered, further unsettling Diego with what he heard.

“Yes. The people who brought you here said that he shielded you with his body, and that was why you were barely harmed.” Everything happened so fast back there that Elara had no time to react before she passed out. Wait. “What about Professor Joe? Is he alright?” “Unfortunately, the old man could not stand the impact of the blast, and he passed away from a heart attack.” “What?” Elara sat up immediately, her face pale. “Are you trying to say that Joe is dead?” The nurse nodded, “Yes, Ma’am.” Elara’s heart became weak. She wanted to cry, but even her tears betrayed her. They could not come out.

he said, “he sent someone to offer us money.” “For what?” “For leaving the city.” Her heart dropped. “But my mother refused.” “Why?” “Because she still loved him.” The words felt like glass.Layla looked down, blinking rapidly. “She got sick two years later,” Elias said quietly.“Cancer.I asked him for help.” His jaw tightened slightly. “He sent flowers.” Layla’s vision blurred. “She died in a hospital room he never stepped into.” Silence consumed the office.Elias walked back toward the desk slowly.

The apartment was still, the only sound being the distant hum of the city through the glass. "Don't you think it’s strange, Mara?" I asked suddenly, my voice barely above a whisper. "The timing. Dr. Dan dying suddenly." Her fingers didn't stop, but I felt her hand tingle against my scalp. "I Know. The news is saying it was a heart attack, Elias." "I don't believe in that," I murmured. "He was a witness. Someone decided he was a liability that needed to be erased. I went to his office to get answers, and now he’s gone. ."

"Then we stop it. Today." Thalassa coordinated with a contact in law enforcement to bolster the security detail around Sofia’s hospital room. While Fiona and Darwin worked on identifying potential moles, Marcus traced the digital trail left by the would-be assassin. The name that kept resurfacing in various encrypted forums chilled them all: Elias Ward. A former military contractor turned mercenary, Elias was known for making his hits look like accidents. Overdoses, suicides, power outages followed by fatal missteps—he made death look like fate. If he had been hired to finish what the last team started, Sofia wouldn’t survive the day.

“And what happened then?” Elias’s gaze darkened, his voice tinged with regret. “You refused. You said Marcellus had to pay. You needed to uncover the truth behind your mother’s death and expose his lies. But not long after, you suddenly fell into a coma.” Alia stiffened, her eyes widening. “Do you know what caused it?” Elias inhaled deeply, his expression turning grim. “If my investigation is correct, it was Marcellus. He must have discovered something or thought you were planning to leave. He couldn’t let you go, so he silenced you.”