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Camilla makes a snorting noise, closes the folder, and tosses the damn thing to the floor. “No judge would look at this and agree with you.”
“Depends on the judge.” Jazlene smirks.
“Maybe so,” Camilla says, nodding, “But you see, I will make sure whatever judge who takes it on knows that I won’t back down. Even more still, those papers will be seen as slavery documents, and I know for a fact your client,” she spits, “will not want his face flashed all over the news because we both know the business he’s in. Don’t we?”
Damn, this bitch is ruthless. I glance in Lynch’s direction to find him glaring at Camilla.
“You try to make this public, and I’ll take you down,” Jazlene sneers. “All he wants is Lily back where she belongs.”
“That’s not true,” Lily whispers for only me to hear.
I reach behind me and squeeze her hand to let her know she’s going to be okay.
“I highly doubt that to be true, Rasmussen.” Camilla snorts, stepping closer to the other woman. “You see, I know all about him, and I’ve heard what he’s after. It’s not going to happen. Not this way,” she states and reaches into her briefcase, pulls out some papers, and shoves them at Jazlene’s chest. “Now, these papers, they’re legit. Not only are they marriage papers, there’s also a restraining order against your client, all signed by a judge and filed with the courts.”
Marriage papers? For who?
“You can thank me later,” Fuse mutters quietly as he steps up next to me. “Lily and you on paper are legit. She’s your wife.”
Holy fuck.
Slowly, I refocus on the lawyers facing off and see Jazlene’s fuming, knowing she’s defeated.
“This isn’t over with,” Jazlene snaps, narrowing her gaze.
“For now, it is,” Camilla states calmly. “Now, I suggest you leave my client alone, and I’d inform yours to leave her and this club alone. I’d hate to have to get ugly.”
Jazlene spins on her heels and stomps out of the clubhouse with what I can only assume is her tail tucked between her legs for losing the battle. Like she had a leg to stand on anyway.
“What just happened?” Lily asks as the door closes.
I turn toward her and cup the side of her face. “Don’t really know, but it was fuckin’ epic watching that bitch going down. More so finding out that my woman is my wife.” I grin.
“How’s that possible? Doesn’t there have to be papers signed by me?” Her face scrunches up in confusion.
“Not when we got Fuse to do shit and find ways to cover our asses when we need it most.” I chuckle.
Lily opens her mouth to say something, but Lynch breaks the moment.
“The fuck are you doing here, Camilla?” he demands, raising his voice.
“It’s none of your business,” she snaps.
I pull Lily in my arms and hold her while we all watch the two of them.
“Bullshit, you’re in my clubhouse, a place you swore you’d never step foot in again. Now, you’re here, what the fuck for? And don’t tell me none of my business.”
I don’t think I’ve ever seen my brother so pissed.
“I know what I said,” Camilla states, losing that calm expression. “I don’t need the refresher. Unfortunately, I have to listen to my boss, who put me on this and, in doing so, forced me back here.”
What the hell does that mean?
“But since I’m here,” Camilla reaches in her case again, “I’ll go ahead and give you these.” Holding out her hand, she shoves papers at Lynch. “Here’s the divorce papers, sign them, and we can be done with this.”
Oh shit.
I didn’t see that one coming. I don’t think any of us knew Lynch was married. He definitely didn’t act it.
