[SPECIAL CHAPTER :) Enjoy!!!]
Layla offered a sad smile to Elysia once she was forced to leave the place by the man clad in a suit. She wanted to know why she chose this way of meeting her when Layla, herself, a few weeks back had promised her to meet.
"I'm sorry, Layla…" Elysia's voice broke before she was pushed out of the place. The door closed with a thud, and here Layla was, waiting intently to meet Rose. No wonder she was infuriated with the way Rose used Elysia as leverage.
And finally, she met the woman. Clad in red party wear, with her curls done in princess style, nobody could ever judge her age. A smirk played on her lips when she reached her.
"Hello, Layla… Nice to meet you; please follow me." The look of distaste was evident on Layla's face. But she had no option but to obey.
