Griffin bit her lip, her worry evident in her wide eyes.
No matter how much you prepare, the thing you fear the most always seems to find a way to happen.
"Vivienne, you don't think the guys will take Leopold out back for a rough-up, do you?" she whispered, sneaking over to ask Vivienne.
The only outcome she could imagine was Leopold getting a piece of their minds, quite literally.
Vivienne offered a reassuring smile, "Don't worry about it. They know better than to actually hurt Leopold."
At most, they'll find some other way to vent.
Meanwhile...
Leopold was cornered in an empty parking lot, surrounded by a group that looked less than pleased to see him. Jerry, cracking his knuckles leisurely, led the charge. "Alright, Leopold, spill it. How are we handling this?"
With a heavy heart, Leopold glanced at the intimidating setup and then back at the two brothers pinning him down, swallowing hard.
This was a setup if he'd ever seen one.
Accustomed to playing the weaker card, he immediately went for sympathy, "Guys, come on. Today's the christening party for Vivienne's twins. If I show up looking like I've been mugged, what will people think?"
Daniel snorted, cutting him off, "You think Vivienne's always going to take your side?"
As if they were invisible in Vivienne's eyes.
Jerry sighed, looking directly at Leopold, "We've been good to you, haven't we?"
Leopold, knowing full well he'd kicked the hornet's nest this time, could only nod in agreement, afraid to utter another word.
Jerry raised an eyebrow, "And how have you repaid our kindness?"
Supposedly, it was all about fair competition, but here was Leopold, sneaking around and then boasting about it...
How were they supposed to swallow that?
Silence from Leopold.
He knew, no matter what, this pit was not one he could talk his way out of.
He played the sympathy card, "Jerry, I swear, it wasn't on purpose. It just... came out."
Old-F, lifting him up by the collar with a threatening tone, questioned, "Becoming godfather to Vivienne's twins just slipped out, huh?"
Leopold blinked earnestly, nodding.
He swore it was a casual remark.
Who would have thought Vivienne would actually agree?
Eric, always the quiet one, pulled out a white pill, his demeanor icy, "Not coming clean, huh? Good thing I've got a new concoction from the lab. You'll be the first human test subject."
Leopold panicked, eyes wide at the thought.
Knowing Eric's reputation for being ruthless, whatever he was proposing could have serious side effects.
With his wedding on the horizon, any mishap would be disastrous.
Eric paused, eyes narrowing, "That's more like it. Talk."
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