Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed novel Chapter 895

"Very," Corley acknowledged with a nod.

"Excellent."

So that was it. The men had been loaned to Corley by this Neal.

Fabian and Jay exchanged a look, the color draining from their faces. Just as they were about to quietly slip away, Neal's men, anticipating the move, grabbed them and dragged them before Corley.

"How would you like to handle this, Mr. Sullivan?" Neal asked.

Corley gave a slight smile. "They're your men. It's your call."

Neal's gaze swept over the two brothers, his voice turning hard. "In that case—we'll break one of each of their hands."

"No, please, Neal!"

"Have mercy, Neal!"

"We didn't know he was your guest! We're sorry, we were wrong! We were blind! Please, spare us this once, we're begging you!"

The two of them began kowtowing on the spot.

But Neal showed no signs of softening. He raised a hand, signaling his men to proceed.

Just then, Owen Reynolds spoke up. "Perhaps you should handle your business behind closed doors. This sort of thing shouldn't be done on a decent family's doorstep."

Everyone was reminded that they were still standing in broad daylight in front of the Smith's home.

Neal nodded, and his men immediately began dragging Fabian and Jay away to be dealt with elsewhere.

Before Fabian and Jay could even breathe a sigh of relief, they knew that being taken away meant they were finished. In a last-ditch effort, Fabian's eyes darted around. "Stop! I—I'm calling the police!"

Yes, the police!

"These people assaulted us! The injuries on my brother and me are all the proof we need! Jay—call the local station! Now!"

Neal raised an eyebrow, finally giving Fabian a proper look. He turned to Malloy with a smirk. "Your boy here has some brains."

But not much.

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