Nancy glanced at Finlay. "I saw your message and got worried you were in danger, so I rushed to find you. But I didn't know where to look and didn't dare to call you. I thought about reaching out to your husband for help, but I had no way to contact him. Since I knew Finlay was Cassius's friend, I decided to call you."
Nevaeh cast a grateful look at Finlay.
Finlay stood beside Cyrille, grabbed him from the wheelchair like he weighed nothing, and threw him straight to the ground. "Damn it, even like this, you're still causing trouble! You've hurt my brother, and now you're going after my sister-in-law? You really can't sit still, huh?"
After taking care of Cyrille, Finlay turned to his men. "When I got here, I saw a big trash bin at the entrance. Throw him in there."
Once Cyrille was dragged away, Finlay grabbed Elizabeth from one of his men and turned toward Nevaeh. "And this one? She's clearly no good. Sister-in-law, how do you want to deal with her?"
