Chapter Thirty-Nine
Laila’s POV
The cold red digits on the screen danced before my eyes, mockingly declaring my absolute destruction.
-$34,999.00
"Where is my money?!" I shrieked, the sound tearing out of my chest like a wounded animal.
I grabbed the heavy glass water pitcher sitting on the mahogany desk and hurled it across the room with every ounce of frantic strength I had left. It shattered against the opposite wall, sending crystal shards and water flying across the polished floor.
"Where is my money?!" I screamed again, my voice echoing off the high vaulted ceiling as pure, unadulterated panic completely took over my brain.
The heavy oak doors of the private suite slammed open with a loud bang. A flock of white-clad nurses and two medical guards in dark uniforms surged into th
