Leonard wiped the paint off his face, snapped back to reality, and pulled out his phone to call the cops.
Then, he stepped forward to help Monica pin Laura down.
"You hurt?" he asked.
Monica didn't give a s**t about his care, and she scoffed, "Worry about yourself, superstar."
"Nikki, do we really have to be at each other's throats like this?"
Before Monica could throw another jab, Laura, still pinned under them, started screaming, "Leonard, you bastard! You and the b***h ruined me! You think you can just get rid of me? Dream on! I—"
Her rant was cut short because Monica pressed her spike heel against her lips, silencing her.
Monica grabbed Laura by the hair, forcing her to look her in the eyes. "You really think you're not in jail yet because Leonard handled it for you?"
Laura sta
