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“Fine then.” Wynter was surprisingly cooperative. With that, she pushed Hubert toward them, releasingthe rope from her hand.

“Now will you take this matter into your hands, Chief Macintosh?” she

asked.

Derek quickly caught Hubert, his expression darkening at the sight of his son’s crippled leg. He wouldmake this little b*tch pay!

“Tell me, miss. What did my son do to you?” Derek’s tone, though polite, was ominous. “You’re lucky heshowed interest in you. But instead of counting your blessings, you chose to harm him!”

Wynter raised an eyebrow. “So I should thank him for trying to force himself on me? Is that how the lawworks?”@@novelbin@@

“In Paradise Village, we, the Macintoshes, are the law!” Derek’s face