Scarlet's head whipped to the side as Layla's hand connected with her cheek. The whole place went silent, everyone stunned by what they had just witnessed. Layla's hand was trembling, and she could feel the heat of the slap spreading through her palm."You…" Scarlet started, her voice shaking with rage. But before she could say another word, Layla cut her off."You're done talking!!" Layla said, her voice low and threatening. "You've said enough.""That's enough!!" Layla yelled. She couldn't take it anymore, the embarrassment and humiliation. It was already enough. Scarlet was never going to stop unless she was put in her place."I'm your sister scarlet. I basically did everything to make you happy, despite the fact your mother was always cruel to me. I always put you first, but what did I get in return?" Layla gritted her teeth in anger."You slept with my boyfriend. You cheated me!! You disregarded the fact that we were sisters.." Layla chuckled painstakingly."And so what!! He wa

Nolan carried Layla to his car and he helped her go inside carefully."How are you?" He asked with concern in his eyes after getting into the car also.There was no way he was going to spare Scarlet for anything. Not after what she did to Layla."I'm good…" Layla sniffled as she fought back her tears."You're not good," Nolan said gently, but firmly. "And that's okay. You've been through a lot. But you don't have to hide how you're feeling from me. I'm here for you."Layla looked at him with wide eyes, a little surprised by his compassion. She had expected him to be angry with her for causing such a scene at his company, but instead, he was offering her comfort and understanding. It was more than she could have hoped for."Thank you," she whispered, her voice shaking. "I don't know what to do, Nolan. I don't just know what to do, Scarlet just won't let me be. She's hellbent on destroying. I'm confused…" A sob slipped Layla's lips, as she couldn't take it anymore.She was trying to b

Layla sat in the car as she looked out the window enjoying the cool breeze.As the car sped through the city streets, Layla watched the scenery change from tall skyscrapers to lush green trees. She felt a sense of peace, despite the tumultuous events of the day.It had been a long and difficult day, but she felt a sense of hope and possibility as she looked ahead to the future. With Nolan by her side, anything seemed possible.The car turned onto a familiar street, and Layla recognized the neighborhood. They were headed back to the pack.She then noticed him take another route as he diverted.“Where are you going? Do you want to get something.." she asked curiously, picking up the packet of chips, which she began to chew loudly.“I’m going to a goldsmith.. “ he replied, fixing his eyes on the road. "A goldsmith?" Layla asked, raising an eyebrow. "What for?""It's a surprise," Nolan said, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. "You'll have to wait and see."Layla pouted, pretendin

Carla poured some powdery contents into a cup of juice, and she mixed it smiling wickedly.It was high time Layla left this house, and this time Carla had not planned to hurt her but Nolan would throw her out by himself.“Hey..come here.." she flagged down a maid who was passing by as she handed over the cup of juice to her.It was Keissha's party, the one Layla gas organized for her. Layla was having fun and Carla was sure to ruin that fun.“Give this to the queen instead.." she instructed the maid who stared at her suspiciously. The maid looked at Carla, her expression hesitant.“Are you sure you want me to give it to the queen?" She asked, confused. Layla had ashed her for a cup of juice.Carla smiled, trying to reassure the maid. "I'm sure, Layla prefers mango juice, not orange juice. Trust me, she'll love it." Carla tried to convince her.The maid still looked uncertain, but she reluctantly took the cup and began to walk towards Layla.Carla watched her go, feeling a twinge of

Nolan was in the dungeon with a bloodied man whom he had tortured so much but kept insisting that he had something going on with Layla. Nolan knew Layla well enough to know that, she would never have done something like that, but the scene was just so realistic, her being on the bed with that guard Jake.He wondered how the fuck Layla got there and the guard kept insisting Layla put him up to it. Nolan felt his head spinning with confusion. He didn't know who to believe, but he knew he couldn't trust the guard. He had been caught red-handed, and he would say anything to get himself out of trouble. But the sight of Layla on the bed with him was burned into his mind, and he couldn't shake the image no matter how hard he tried.He wanted to believe Layla, but he couldn't understand how she could have gotten herself into this situation. He felt lost, like he was in a nightmare he couldn't wake up from.“Who sent you?" He asked for the fiftieth time in a menacing tone. His eyes glared w