Leah's POV
"We can't choose in which family we were born, but that's not an excuse for hurting other people! Every family is unhappy in its way, so we have to live our lives despite it! If you really loved Clara and wanted to protect her, you should at least stop her when she was trying to hurt other people as well as herself! But you didn't! Instead, you let her pull you into her swirl of despair and madness! And that's why you should be punished!"
"We didn't hurt Laura! We didn't touch her!" Mick argued.
"And that's the only reason that you're still breathing now!" I said in a harsh voice. "Lucian was this close to ending your lives just now and if he had done it, everyone in this Kingdom would understand, including the Farrows. Do you know why? Because everyone knows how pathetic Clara is and everyone thinks death is the ultimate relief for her miserable life! Mick, you're the only one on earth who chose to side with your cousin. So you have to use your better judgment from now on. Because if you don't grow up to be a man to protect Clara, next time there won't be any leniency on her. You're helping her dig her own grave. Do you understand?"
Mick was shocked. Obviously, nobody had ever talked to her in this way.
At that time, Jalin and Troy walked into the warehouse again.
"She hurt some human beings and they reported this assault to the police. They're on their way to this place. We have to go now," Jalin said in a pressing voice.
"I didn't attack those fucking douchebags! They were trying to rape me!" Clara shouted.
"So you stay here and tell the police what happened. They will process this case until justice is served. Meanwhile, I'll notify your brother, and hopefully, he'll contact lawyers to bail you out. Once you're out, you'll be sent to Bellevue Asylum and undergo treatment. You will not be released without His Highness' permission. Mick will be arrested by Royal Guards for the abduction of Laura. He will be declared as a rouge and cast away from the pack. You picked the wrong person to be your enemy, Clara. Now you have to face the consequences."
"Your fucking slut! I will tell everyone that you're a whore and witch!" Clara struggled and shouted.
"Yeah. And guess who will believe words coming from a lunatic's mouth?" I tilted my head toward her and said in a cold voice. Then, I walked out of the warehouse, leaving Clara and Mick howling in pain like mad dogs.
"You've done a good job dealing with this situation, Miss Lewyn. Very impressive. Very Alpha-like. I almost mistook you as your brother out there in the warehouse," Jalin talked to me via radio while our helicopter took off.
"Stop kissing her ass, Jalin," Troy said as he maneuvered the helicopter. "Where shall we go, Miss Lewyn?"
"To the club. I've someone that I have to pick up," I said in a plain voice.
As I stepped into the Sheridan Club, the whole place had already been shut down.
All the male models were gone and the whole club was empty.
Sak, the club manager, ran toward me as soon as he saw me walking into the club surrounded by soldiers.
"Miss Lewyn! I am utterly sorry for the inconvenience..." He looked as if he was about to cry.
I cut him short and said, "I had a great party last night at your club and I'm thankful for that. But your place has to be shut down by the Royal Guards because you are providing unlicensed service to your guests."
Sak lowered his voice and said to me, "Miss Lewyn, please hear me out. I assure you that we have never ever done anything unlicensed in the past. What happened in that VIP lounge is out of our good intention. You have always been more than generous to this club. That's why I was too stupid to come up with a lousy plan to make your day. It's my honest mistake. And it's out of good intentions. Please don't blow this minor incident out of proportion. I hope you could understand what this club means to an entrepreneur like me. I built this club from scratch and I have always wanted to mind my own business..."
"Sak Doyle, I'm not the judge and I can't decide if what you've done is right or wrong. Save all of your justification to the Royal Court. Now, where is the male stripper?"
I couldn't believe this last sentence was actually coming out of my mouth.
"You mean Finn? He's already gone." Sak's eyes were gleaming as if he knew I was going to ask him about Finn.
"What do you mean?" I frowned.
"He's no longer my employee. I have him fired." Sak shrugged and said.
I turned back and walked toward the door without saying any more words, but just as I expected, Sak stopped me -
"Miss Lewyn... This is really the hardest thing that I have to say. But if you... Let's just say, hypothetically, could help me to make this license thing disappear, I might be able to pull some strings and find Finn for you."
"You hide him from me. And you want to use him as leverage to save this club. I'm afraid that's not going to happen, Sak. I don't negotiate with scumbags like you. You can hide him from me as you like, Sak. But this doesn't change the fact that I'm going to find him and this place is going to be shut down," I said decisively.
Sak immediately looked shocked. He must have never expected a girl like me would say something like that.
But then, he smirked and said, "Miss Lewyn, I totally understand your determination to make my life miserable, but before you do anything, you have to put Finn's well-being into consideration. He's mentally challenged and he couldn't do anything else to make a living. If this place is shut down, he will have nowhere to go. And I will have to be forced to hand Finn to the court and they will arrest him for illegal prostitution and illegally entering His Majesty's territory. Last time I checked, rogues are still not allowed to step into this Kingdom. How long do you think a retarded male prostitude like him will survive in Lionsgate Prison?"