Chapter 262 #Chapter 10 Crime & Punishment

Ella

The next day, I went to work with conviction set in my heart. I wouldn’t let this run-in with the mafia hold me back. If anything, it would only serve to fuel me.

But the moment my office door swung open, I knew something was wrong. Mr. Henderson’s face was an unnerving shade of red, and his eyes shot daggers at me. It seemed the walls had ears, and the news of my recent altercation with Logan had already reached him.

“Ella,” he started, his voice dripping with restrained fury, “did you really tear up a contract with one of the most influential clients this firm has ever had?” I squared my shoulders and met his gaze directly. “Yes, Mr. Henderson, I did.”

Mr. Henderson drew in a long, sharp breath that sounded like a hiss. “And why, pray tell, did you do that?”

“Because Logan Barrett is a member of the mafia, sir.”

Just then, Mr. Henderson leaned forward, his palms flat on the desk. “Do you have any idea of the penalty for breaching that contract? We can’t afford such an astronomical amount, especially not for a rookie like you!”

My chin lifted defiantly. “I’ll pay the penalty. Whatever it is.”

I think you can afford. Although, I suppose you expect

my insides churned with anxiety. “I’ll figure it

“Why did you do it, Ella? Why risk

Mafia,” I responded, my voice unwavering. “I came to fight against them. I can’t-and

and passing a hand over his weary face. “You’re a halfway decent rookie lawyer, Ella, but maybe your family

frowned, struggling to understand what Mr. Henderson was getting

dropped lower. “Our firm, Ella… We pay a tribute to Logan’s group

wind had been knocked out

we have a choice?!” he snapped, his earlier restraint melting away. “It’s the cost of doing business here. You were hoping to take on the Mafia, but the reality is

was like a punch to my gut. The realization that the very system I had hoped to cleanse was willingly in bed with the enemy left me feeling sick. I was battling a leviathan, and I had just seen its true

sorry, Ella. We can’t keep you here. As much as I believe in what you’re

a fiery rage. I was angry at the system, at the mafia, and

words of consolation. The murmur

-all at once. The city I had come to hoping to make a difference in

The screen showed Moana calling, her name accompanied by a picture of her, Edrick, and my sister, Daisy. Swiping to answer, their caring voices immediately filled

cheerfully, clearly unaware of the

Lily and Amy, and our elderly housekeeper, Selina-more of a live-in grandmother at this point,

sob choked in my throat, and tears rolled down my cheeks, each drop carrying a

turned

to respond, but words eluded me. Just then, my dad’s deeper tone replaced Moana’s. “Ella, talk to us. What happened?” Mustering as much

hear my dad’s voice: “I knew that goddamn dump of a city would crush

replied. Then, my dad spoke into the phone again. “Look, Ella, you really should come home. Our city has some great law firms. One of my

back,” I interrupted, even as doubts clouded my mind. “At least not now.

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