Chapter Forty One

Leon

I didn't know what to think as I watched the video Georgina sent me of Beth but all I could think was that she really looked like a Queen sitting on that throne with her back ramrod straight, her legs crossed and her head held high. She spoke like a true Queen and I knew that even though I married her because I couldn't stand her, I'd made the right choice.

The fucker though wouldn't have been so lucky if I'd been the one to judge the matter. Fuck the police, I'd have had him buried alive. You don't hit a woman no matter how mad she made you. You just don't.

"Welcome home Your Highness." Michael greeted as I walked up to the car.

"Thank you Michael." I got into the car and he shut the back door then got in behind the wheel. "Any problem while I was gone?". I asked.

"There was but the Princess handled it." Michael replied. "She's a natural."

"Hmm." I muttered. "Did she go to work after?".

"Yes Your Highness." He nodded.

"What did you think of her judgement?". I questioned.

"It wa