A Taste Of His Own Medicine

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"What do I do?" Layla tugs on Gen's hand after the call, but the maid shakes her hand off roughly, surprising her. "Don't touch me." Gen hisses and Natalie stares at her incredulously. "I thought…" "Nothing!" Gen says sternly. "Think nothing." She growls and Natalie looks at her shocked, unable to comprehend her hostility. "But…" "But nothing. I'm working here and you should know this changes nothing Mrs. Dawson. "I am not Mrs. Dawson!" Layla snaps, hating to be called by Simon's name. "Well I don't know that." Gen says and Layla looks at her wide eyed wondering what the hell is wrong with her only hope of survival around here. She also wonders if she is on Caleb's side too. "Look, around here I'm Gen, not Genevieve and I don't know you, you don't know me. Okay?" Gen says with g

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