Rebecca hadn't expected to see Layla here. She frowned, saying nothing as Layla approached. Layla bent slightly, her golden waves of hair cascading over her shoulders.
"Who are you waiting to save you, Rebecca?" Layla's voice was soft, her face bearing a gentle, charming smile. Her eyes held a hint of sympathy and pity. Yet, she simply stood there, watching Rebecca, making no attempt to loosen the ropes or disarm the bomb strapped to her.
A thought suddenly flashed through Rebecca's mind. Seizing upon this spark of inspiration, her pupils dilated as she spoke, "You hired that assassin, didn't you?"
Layla smiled faintly, remaining silent. Initially, she had only wanted to torment Rebecca, to avenge the humiliation she had suffered at Leon's hands. So tonight, she had deliberately sent Ad
