Reign Of The Discarded Son-in-law

02

Nobody wanted to get on Lucas's bad side, the most powerful son-in-law of the Lin family business group and they were all disgusted by Arthur's marriage to such a beauty.

Emily stared, her eyes blazing through a space, hopelessly.

Meanwhile, Arthur's hands squeezed tightly, and his jaws clenched. The Lins' in-laws had gotten lower than he would have dared to imagine.

"Get me the police. Someone needs to be taught a lesson!" She was ravaged with rage.

Emily's heart instantly dropped to the bottom of her feet. She rushed forward and crashed to her feet.

Arthur's eyes narrowed. He tries to stop her but she would glance at him, not even once.

"Please forgive my husband.. we will find a way to pay for the vase!" She pleaded with clasped hands, but she only succeeded in provoking Madam Lin further.

"Forgive you?" Her teeth gnashed with contempt, venom evident in her voice.

"Is that going to restore the multi-million-dollar Vase to its original shape?" She growled.

Emily's heart shifted. Arthur's heart shifted. The humiliation and the jeers from the crowd pierced through his heart like a stab.

"Not another word Emily. If this trash can of a husband doesn't pay for my vase, then he is never getting out of that cell!" Madam Lin ended on a firm note.

All of Emily's pleas landed on deaf ears. Soon, the police were around, directed by Director Cole.

"I want you to make sure that he rots there!" Madam Lin ordered and the director bowed.

Emily's cries filled the hall. Mixed emotions clouded Arthur's face. He was disgusted by being helpless as the police officers dragged him out of the hall.

A wide smile cut through Lucas's face and he winked at the director. He has gotten Arthur right where he needed him, all that was needed was to place Emily under pressure and force her to make the wrong decision.

The smug on his face widened.

Meanwhile, Arthur is manhandled by the police officers, dragged to the station with standards even lower than what would have been applied to animals.

Immediately they found their way in the cell, Arthur clenched tightly to the bars of his new cage.

"You cannot keep me here for more than 24 hours. Not when you don't have any proof of my crime."

"Did you all hear that! He is demanding a release!" Cole turned to the rest of his comrades, more like accomplices. Their laughter burned through the hall like a raging fire, stabbing Arthur right through his chest.

"Proof? Rules?" Cole instantly let out a demising spoof.

"For Nevermore West station, none of those exist. 

I am God here, I make the rules and no one dares to question orders!" He returned.

"And besides, you messed around with someone that you should f**k with!" The director added.

Arthur's teeth slammed right against each other. Even without words, he already knew who it was.

"So I will tell you the condition you would be free!"

"Divorce Emily?" That seemed like the lifelong quest of Lucas even though he was already married.

"It's not possible!"

The director didn't argue. He only smirked, one that spoke of utter evil and caused hearts to clam.

"That's the reason you are at Nevermore East where persuading is our passion!"

The director snapped his hands and a few seconds later, an officer ran into the place, unveiling a leather-wrapped pack of whip.

From thin, to multiple maps with those of spike.

"You're going to enjoy this!" The director added.

Arthur's hands clenched tightly. Rage filters through his body and he sends deadly waves.

The director was about to tear the first whip right through Arthur's back, bare and cold when chaos suddenly erupted through the hall.

A fleet of police officers walked right in. Behind them were fit-looking men, bouncers in nature in completely blacked-out detailed suits. The presence that they exhumed was intimidating.

Coles' eyes narrowed as he watched, a grey-haired man walked right in. His demeanor was calm and powerful for his age.

Arthur brows instantly buckled. With memories stunting into his mind, he frowned. His hands clenched tightly until his knuckles whitened.

"Leave him alone right this instant!" His words rolled off with so much authority that it caused even the air to shrink.

Cole paused, his words flowed with a suppressing presence. His eyes surveyed the new man, and then Arthur.

He looked powerful. Someone that might be highly placed in the city on a normal day.

However, there was no way that Arthur could know someone powerful and influential. 

"What an act!" Cole's words rolled off with disgust.

"Is this the point we start clapping at the dramatic display!" He inquired with a mocking chuckle tugging his lips.

The rest of the officers burst out laughing.

"Maybe he thought he would be frightened!"

"And maybe wet our pants!"

"Did you really think that I was going to fall for this low act of yours?" His eyes stabbed Arthur.

Mr. Harry frowned deeply, leaning forward towards Cole. 

"You don't want to make me repeat myself!" 

Cole batted an eye. A cruel laughter rolled off his mouth.

"You think you could threaten me? This case was brought in by Lucas himself and the Lin family business group. 

They are one of the most powerful business groups in the world. Do you think that with all your influence in the world, you could even escape that?" Cole inquired, his voice dripping with arrogance.

With the influence of Lucas, he was unstoppable.

"How do you think your supervisor would feel after hearing about this act of yours? The last time I thought, you were on the edge already from too many reports?" Harry said calmly.

Cole's breath stumbled over at those words. Only a few people know about the reports that came in.

His heart flustered, deepening with a sudden flit of flight. But then, he tossed it off with a deep venomous frown.

"Trying to blackmail me after picking words off? Do you think that you could threaten me?

Why do you even think that someone like the supervisor would have anything to do with people in your class?" He inquired.

The supervisor only rolled with dignitaries, barely having time for trivial matters. People like Arthur and his cohort were way below his scale.

There was no need to argue further, Harry brought his cellphone out of his pocket.

Cole's laughter tore right through the hall.

"Calling a mystical creature?" He took a spinning seat and sat down comfortably, his hands placed firmly on his knees.

"Humour me please, let's see where this is going to get to!" He said.

The call instantly went off like the person at the other end of the phone was already waiting for the call.

"Supervisor! I need you at the office right away!" Harry's words cut deep into the supervisor's words, leaving no room for questions and the phone went off.

The hall erupted, handcuffs already waiting to get Mr. Harry all tied up and thrown in a cell.

"Let's wait guys and see if the supervisor is going to make a grand entry into this place!"

Seconds burned into minutes and minutes into even more minutes.

And yet, nobody came in.

Laughter rolled off like a loud trumpet, shattering into the deep walls of the building.

"I'm shaking already."

"Maybe this supervisor died on the way before coming here!"

Their words came only to stab Arthur and Harry. Harry's hands clenched tightly and there, his scale, the door burst open.

The hall instantly stilled. Everyone's attention turned towards the new intrusion, it wasn't the supervisor however, it was rather the commander-in-chief of the police force of the North division.

Eyes instantly deepened into their sockets.

The CIC barely did any routine checks. Cole's initial shocks soon melted off into excitement.

He remembered Lucas saying that if he handled the case properly, he would help him to be recognized by the CIC and get a better position in the state.

A grin cuts through his face from ear to ear. 'Lucas is so competent. Already keeping to his end of the deal!' He smiled deeply, repositioning himself to welcome the CIC.

And besides, this case was going to add to his portfolio.

He walked to the CIC to welcome him. 

"Sir!" He wanted to say but the CIC brushed past him like someone didn't exist.

Embarrassment burned deep into his chest, especially with his comrades who had their hands over their mouths already struck in awe.

'It's nothing! He's just trying to keep a face!' Cole attempted to comfort himself.

But then-Right before Harry, the CIC crashed to the ground, and his confidence instantly shattered.

Then the door burst open and the supervisor joined in a frantic panic. His knees and his head were right on the floor.

Cole's heart crushed to the bottom of his stomach instantly and his stomach twisted against itself.