Forced To Love My Boss

Chapter 18: Hello, Layla

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“Miss, I found out that this Layla has been following Boss around like a sticky candy. Now, she has even moved into Boss’ territory!”

Hearing this, the gorgeous woman couldn’t sit still anymore. She shot up angrily from her seat and snorted coldly, slapping the table in front of her.

The person who was still reporting about the situation was intimidated into silence out of fear. He didn’t even dare to breathe loudly.

This captivating woman was Andre’s older sister, the current leader of the Brian family, Catherine Brian.

Although the Brian family was said to be an enterprise, it was actually one of the largest gangs in the whole country. Its influence infiltrated all kinds of industries—drug dealings, gun sales, gambling, and so on.

Catherine’s eyes shifted as a plan formed in her mind.

Hmph! Such a young little girl looked naive and ignorant. Catherine did not take her to heart.

Although she was not a big threat, it was better to dispose of her early.

“All right, you guys can leave now. Let Emily in.”

After making some arrangements with her trusted aide, Emily, the gorgeous woman seemed to be confident as she calmly reached out her hand to call the makeup artist over and started styling her appearance.

Emily, who had finished making the arrangements, came to report that everything the woman had instructed had been settled.

Emily then went over to hand the woman a glass of decanted red wine. She said somewhat worriedly, “Miss, do you think Mr. Andre will go?”

A smile curved Catherine’s red lips. She said confidently, “This silly child will definitely go. Little An has always held suspicions about his father’s death and is always brooding over it. He will definitely take the bait that I’ll release this time.”

“Little An looks cold, but only I know that he’s actually a deeply sentimental person. As long as I send Little An away, it’ll be easy for me to do what I want.”

“Miss, if it wasn’t for Old Master insisting on arranging a marriage for Young Master back then, you wouldn’t have had to…”

“Shut up!”

Seeing that the Miss had gotten angry, Emily knew that she had misspoken. Frightened, she quickly apologized and raised her hand to slap herself twice.

Catherine was in a hurry to leave the house, so she wasn’t willing to pick at this matter with her anymore either.

She walked into the closet and then chose one of the world’s limited edition, high-fashion long dresses in her wardrobe that she thought looked the best. She picked up her handbag and walked out of the door like she was in a catwalk.

Speaking of which, on the other end, Andre and Layla had just returned home from a busy day at work and were about to eat dinner.

Andre had just sat down when his phone rang urgently. It was Rhode.

Andre said a few words, then quickly hung up the phone, picked up his coat, and was about to leave the house.

When Layla saw this situation, she quickly pushed her wheelchair and followed him. Before she reached Andre, she heard his somewhat stern voice. “It’s very dangerous this time. You can’t come. Stay at home. If there’s anything, call the servants to help you.”

Without giving Layla a chance to refuse or chase after him, Andre floored the accelerator and drove far away amid the roar of the engine.

Layla was a little frustrated, but Andre had already left. There was no other choice. She could only return to Andre’s house and pray that he would make it back before she was tortured to death by the evil spirit.

The servants pushed Layla to the dining table again, but she did not have even an ounce of appetite now. She was thinking about whether she should look for some weapons to defend herself so that she could deal with the evil spirit later.

Layla was about to give instructions to the servants when she heard the doorbell ring.

Layla was overjoyed in her heart. Could it be that Uncle Andre had left in a hurry just now and forgot to bring his keys?!

This time, she must not be left behind by him again!

Layla pushed her wheelchair, rushing to open the door quickly. However, when she opened the door, she saw an unfamiliar woman.

The woman was dressed very exquisitely and glamorously. Although she was not wearing much jewelry, there was a noble and sacred aura around her.

This was a unique aura that only people in power all year round had.

Layla was stunned for a moment.

Layla did not know who this woman was, but all the surrounding servants had already lowered their heads and were calling out respectfully, “Hello, Miss Catherine.”

As if she could see the confusion on Layla’s face, Catherine smiled. “Hello, Layla. I’m Little An’s older sister, Catherine Brian.”