Layla's POV
Rather than fight this out with the media at such close quarters, I made the decision to leave before anyone else could move.
I had a lot of preparation to do if I wanted to make sure that Chelsea's downfall was as cleanly executed as possible.
Her eyes stayed on me as I turned, but I didn't give her the satisfaction of showing any hint of hesitation in my movements.
I walked out of the courtyard, through the side corridor and straight for the staff exit without looking back. I didn't check over my shoulder to see if Kian followed and I didn't waste any energy checking to see if Gabriel was lurking somewhere in the shadows.
As soon as I made my way out of the front entrance, successfully avoiding the media throng that was congregating at the entrance of the bal
