Arthur was a man who didn't forgive, and he sure as hell never forgot. When it came to Sheila, there was no room for mercy. One, because as far as the contract was concerned, she belonged to him.
And anybody who thought they could mess with what belonged to him was sorely mistaken. Jacob had made a very dangerous mistake and he was going to make sure the man found out about that soon enough.
Two, he needed to use Jacob as an example for any other person who thought they could mess with her and get away with it.
He'd gone back to his room after that, and after a couple hours of thoughts, he quickly made his way to his study where the light of his desk lamp was shining over the wood.
He grabbed a bottle of whiskey and a glass before he poured himself a small amount and stepped back.
