Layla's POV
Oh my God.
What the hell were they doing here?
I guess they were constantly trying to ruin my life. Keep it together, Layla. You can do this. Just be professional.
But why?
What did I ever do to these two megalomaniacs? Didn't they have better things to do than to come and torture me?
It wasn't enough that Grace had almost killed me with her bare hands. They had to come to my workplace to assault me, right? Well, it's not happening.
She probably found out I was working here and came to flaunt her newly snatched husband.
'You don't want to lose your job now, do you?' I asked myself.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before opening them and greeting them with a smile.
Grace especially looked shocked to see me but quickly masked it with a smug
