Her Tears Are His Weakness novel Chapter 85

Chapter 85 

Ethan lifted his gaze and, upon seeing Layla, wasn’t the least bit surprised. 

She always had a habit of meddling. 

“Give me back me phone.” 

Layla almost laughed out loud in frustration. “They’re clearly running a scam, and you’re actually about to pay them? Did you get locked in the head?” 

“My business is none of your concem 

“They’re playing you for a fool! How can I not step in? Use your damn brain!“. 

Ethan remained utterly unfazed, simply repeating himself, “Dive me back my phone. 

“No way.” She outright ignored him and tumed to the two men instead. “You’re trying to scam him, so he’s not paying you. 

The men had been seconds away from an ease payday, but now Layla had mined everything 

Due of them glared at her menacingly. “You nosy bitch! What the hell are you sticking your nose into? This ain’t your business!! already settled it he pays, we go. Who the hell are you? Get lost!TM 

His partner chimed in, vosce dripping with threat, “Yeah, best mind your own business before you piss us off. You wouldn’t like what happens then.” 

Seeing the situation escalate, Samant hatugged at Layla’s ann 

men clearly weren’t the type to be reasoned with. To be honest, this whole thing had nothing to do with them–they really didn’t need to get involved. 

Layla, maybe we should just let it go.” 

way.” Layla refused outright, standing her ground against the two men without the slightest hint of fear 

“you think just because you’re scamming people, you’re in the right? I saw he didn’t hit your car, so you’re not getting a cent. You’d better leave now, or I will call 

the cops.” 

“Call the cops? What the hell does this have to do with you?” 

“Why doesn’t it? He’s my friend!– 

“Quit running your mouth, brat–stick to things you actually understand!” One of the men sneered and reached out, 

“your friend? Does he even know you that well? quit aiming to pat her cheek in mockery. 

Before he could touch her, a large hand clamped down on his wrist. 

He looked up in shock and found that it was Ethan. 

Ethan’s expression was cold and detached. “Talk all you want, but don’t touch her.” 

The man immediately switched to a friendlier tone, flashing a fake smile. “Come on. I was just trying to stop this clueless brat from causing you trouble.” Then, just as quickly, he shot another fierce glace at Layla, “Give him back his phone. Now!” 

“I’m calling the cops. None of you are going anywhere.” 

Layla pulled out her phone and started dialing. 

Panicked, the other man lunged at her to snatch it away. 

She wasn’t about to give in. “Let go! What right do you have to take my phone?”