185: Something Matters to Me

Fenella’s POV I didn't know what made me so bold. In my mind at the moment, I just wanted to make sure that people got the justice they deserved. Oh, I knew I sounded foolish thinking about justice, but I felt I had to do it now. “I’ll do it.” “Wait a minute, Fenella. We should discuss this further.” Laird looked at me with wide eyes. He seemed caught off guard and couldn’t believe I had said that. “Ah, finally, someone has some guts,” Mr. Golden exclaimed happily. “You shut your damn mouth,” Laird warned Mr. Golden, while the man chose to sit back on the sofa. “Fenella, please don’t do it. Alan is dangerous enough for us. Bringing down Peter is a more dangerous task than we could possibly imagine. That man only wants to hide behind us and make us roll out as sacrifices,” Laird said, pointing at Mr. Golden. “But, Laird, you were the one who said we needed to imprison them. We want him out of our lives. So we should do it wholeheartedly.” “But, Fenella, it’s dangerous. We don’t have to