Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO-Chapter 519: Mr. Best Lawyer.

Hostage!

That was a big word.

Arwen stilled for a moment before she finally reacted. "Hostage?" she echoed, disbelief lacing her voice. "Why would they do that?"

Gianna gritted through the call. "Because I threatened to sue them! But anyway, even if they have kept me here, the moment I step out of this place, I will file a complaint against them."

That was not Arwen's concern at the moment.

The legalities could be dealt with later. Right now, all that mattered was Gianna's safety.

"Anna, you are using your phone, which means you have access to the internet," Arwen said as she began pulling out clothes from her wardrobe, already preparing to leave. "Send me your location and I will come get you."

Gianna sniffled on the other side. "Okay, I will send it right away. Come soon, Wenna."

"I will be there as soon as possible. Don't worry. Just stay calm and don't provoke them more than you have already done," Arwen warned, her voice a mixture of urgency and concern.

Because even if she didn't know the full story yet, she knew her friend.

Gianna had zero tolerance for many things —and a tendency to stir trouble when wronged.

"I don't provoke people, Wenna. They provoke me," Gianna grumbled. "I just —"

"I understand, Anna. But still, I am begging you, just keep calm. Let them provoke you, but you don't react. You can do that, right?"

"I can try … but I can't promise anything."

Arwen sighed but didn't push. "Okay. Then remember to try your best, alright?"

"Alright …" Gianna murmured, and then the call disconnected.

Almost immediately, Gianna sent her location. Once done, she looked up at the man across from her —the so-called perpetrator —and scoffed.

"Do you think you will be able to keep me here forever?" she asked with a disdainful smirk. "My friend will be here soon. And once I leave this place, I will make sure you pay for what you did. I am going to sue you. Mark my words."

Jacob's face darkened at her declaration.

This … woman.

She was the first person in his entire life to make him lose the very patience he had built as a top-tier lawyer.

He never imagined someone would actually threaten him —Jacob Thorne —with a lawsuit.

If that was not the joke of the year, he didn't know what else was.

"Woman, listen to this very carefully," he said, his voice low and tight. "I am not someone you can threaten with legal action."

"Do you even know who I am?"

Giann crossed her arms, her stance unbothered, her gaze cold. "Do you think I care about your name or your identity?"

She scoffed again, adding, "All I care about is getting you sued. That's enough for me. The rest doesn't matter."

Jacob exhaled sharply, his jaw ticking. "It should matter. Because you are trying to sue someone who is not only a lawyer but one of the best in the country. I am —"

Before he could say his name, Gianna cut in smoothly.

"Oh, so you are a lawyer?" she chuckled, unimpressed. "Do you really think that certification will be enough to protect you?"

Jacob opened his mouth to speak again, but she beat him to it.

"If you think that makes you immune to consequences, then maybe you don't know who I am. I won't let this slide. In fact, now I am even more determined. I will make sure you lose that shiny little licence of yours."

And that was the last straw.

In a flash, Jacob stormed toward her, his hand reaching out. He grabbed her neck —not to harm, but just to intimidate. His eyes —those sharp, steely eyes —were burning with warning.

"No one threatens me in my profession," he growled, his voice dangerously quiet.

Anyone else would have frozen under his aura, gone limp with fear.

But Gianna? She didn't even flinch.

"No one ever did it, doesn't mean no one can," she said calmly. "I have every reason to do it —and you know it."

Then, without breaking eye contact, she reached up and pushed his hand off her neck with surprising strength.

"Of course, I know," Jacob said, his words laced with barely contained rage. "But I think you don't know that the accident —that happened between us —isn't sufficient enough to bring about the consequences you think it will. Sorry to enlighten you, but you won't be able to sue me. You might be able to ask for compensation, but you won't be able to cancel my licence."

Gianna paused at that.

And just when Jacob thought he had won, he heard her speak with the same haughtiness.

"Oh really?" she arched her brows as if she was truly impressed, but that expression didn't last long. Soon, it was replaced with something that irked Jason the worst.

"Then add another offence to it and see if it will suffice." Her tone brimming with challenge. "Add the offence of keeping me hostage here and see. I am sure this would definitely make a difference."

Jacob gritted. His fingers clenching into a fist.

Gianna felt pleased seeing him like that. But to add more satisfying flavour to it, she didn't stop there. Grinning, she continued, "But if you still feel it's not enough, I have another offence that you can't refuse to. The offence of manhandling."

His brows drew together, and she looked at him as if she couldn't believe he didn't remember.

"Wait, don't tell me you forgot it so soon." She pointed at her neck and said, "Just now you tried to strangle me."

Before Jacob could say anything, she snapped her finger at him, half in surprise and half in delight. "Oh yeah, and that reminds me of another one. Attempt to murder. After all, suffocating and strangling like that could lead to death. I can charge you for that. I am sure. Or am I not? What do you say, Mr. Best Lawyer?"