Chapter 30

Chapter 30

Layla’s POV

I decided not to interfere, I withdraw my hands from knocking as I walked around the entire place thinking about what to do next, I need to do something to help my friend, what if she is looking for a baby sitter? I can be one for her, though I have never done it before but I am willing to give it a try, I mean is not a big deal and then I heard the toilet being flushed by her then she stepped out.

“Layla, you are here?” she acted to be fine.

“Yes I am, you never told me you speak Italian?” I just couldn’t hold it back, damn it.

“I hate to say it my mom is from Italy, people misjudge me and thinks I am from the mafia famigila.”

“Wow, you are so talented like how possible is it for you to switch your accent from Southern American to Italian?”

“It’s easy for me, I worked on my accent so no one will know and I don’t bear Italian name as well, my mom is in the country and she is just being so stubborn.”

“Well, I am off duty today so I am free to babysit if you don’t