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"You were just leaving," Leila replies coldly, sifting for other options in her mind. She doesn't want her mother remaining in custody for even one more second but Tatum is not looking after her child. "She'll be safe with him, we don't have much time," Kelvin says in a frantic tone, his grip tightening on his briefcase.

"Mama...." Amara's little voice coerces.

Leila grits her teeth, her ego taking a punch as she says. "Fine, nothing better happen to my child."

"She'll be as safe as safe can be, you have my word."

Leila scoffs as she walks closer to Tatum, handing him Amara, mindlinking him.

'We both know you're not a man of your word, so just look after my child and if I find out you have anything to do with Amanda not being here or the judge's emergency, I'll cut your balls out and feed it to you.' 'You've always liked to have your hands on my balls Leila, I guess old habits die hard,' Tatum replies, winking at her.

'Fuck off and I mean it,' her voice comes colder, frowning at the fact that his words put a perfect image of her hands wrapped around his big balls in her head.

"I'll look after her, I promise," Tatum says to her openly, as Kelvin curls his hands around Leila's waist gently, leading her out of the house.

Tatum looks away rather quickly, knowing exactly what feeling just hit him in his heart at the sight.

It took Leila and Kelvin fifteen minutes to get to the courthouse. They are about to step into the courtroom when none other than Carmela steps outside and Leila immediately feels a lurch in her stomach. The sight of Carmela makes her both sick and angry.

"What are you doing here?" She asks coldly, her nose flaring in palpable anger.

"What does it look like?" Carmela rolls her eyes with a snort escaping her. "I'm here to see your bitch murderer of a mother spend the rest of her miserable life behind bars."

"Oh no you didn't," Leila says in a angry, low, almost whispery voice, folding her fist into a punch, her focus set straight on the bridge of Carmela's nose, ready to break it with the anger that Carmela's words erupt in her but just before she can move her fist, Kelvin holds her. 'Wiser and stronger, remember?' he mindlinks her.

'I can still be wise and break her nose, that would show some strength,' she midlinks back.

'Leila c'mon, you're playing her game, you're giving her control.'

'Fine, just tell her to get out of my way, I don't mind losing control and make her lose a few teeth.'

'You'll have your revenge, I promise and she'll lose more than a few teeth, I'll give you her life if you want but we must play smart.'

"How pathetic," Carmela retorts at the sight before her. "Does your bastard belong to him?"

"That's enough," Kelvin reprimands her coldly tightening his fists around Leila's tight fist, feeling the anger pulsating from her. "You have no business being in this courtroom, now leave." en FindNovel

Carmela scoffs just as Trent appears on the scene.

"Says who? We have ample evidence of what Liana did to my dear friend, Henry, and we will see justice served. For him and for this pack," Trent says, walking close to Leila, barely a few yards away from her "And for you too Leila, you deserve justice, you deserve to see your mother's true colours."

Leila spits at his feet, her eyes cold and deadly as she looks back up at him, anger, rage, bitterness, a strong urge for vengeance, they all combat her mind at the same time.

"Goddess curse your tongue for taking my parents' name, you'll pay for all you did to my family, you vile snake," she snarls at him, venom oozing off her tone.

"Anger often blinds us from the truth but if there's one thing about the truth, it does prevail," Trent replies calmly, seemingly unaffected by Leila's harsh tone and demeanour.

Leila looks straight into his eyes, wondering what evil scheme, what treacherous lies he has cooked up against her mother.

According to her mother's story, Trent was the last person who saw her father alive but in the Class A archives that she read, it was otherwise and that must be the story everyone else believes.

She finally realises the reason why

most of her mother's testimony was

scribbled off the record, Trent is

hiding something and she knows.

what itis, he has a hand in her father's death and she will expose him.

"Get out of my way," she snarls, bumping past him but then she halts and shows him the slit scar on her wrist. "Oh and I know how I got this, you never know what I'll do with that information." The sharp spike in Trent's calm heartbeat satisfies her and she smirks smugly at him, sauntering into the courtroom.

They may have succeeded in hurting her and her family in the past but this time around, it will be her victory.