Lucas set his phone down. He did not reply to her message. He lay in his bed and stared blankly at the ceiling.
He could not protect his dog, nor could he protect his servant. He was nothing more than a puppet of the Woods family.
He refused to live his life this way, but the Woods would serve as a good platform for him to better himself.
At the moment, he simply needed to be patient and wait for his chance.
Meanwhile, Layla was in her office at Tate Industries.
"Are you worried about something? You've been looking troubled for the entire day. Is there a company crisis?" The assistant Tyler walked inside with a cup of coffee.
Layla rubbed the bridge of her nose and accepted the coffee from her assistant.
"I confessed my love to someone and was rejected," Layla said, before taking a sip of coffee and frowning at the bitterness.
"Huh? Who did you fall in love with? Who has the luck to catch your interest?!" Tyler was shocked. "Do you know what our employees say about you? They all say that you will never get married because your father and brother are just too brilliant, so ordinary men won't impress you."
"That's not quite right... I don't just value someone's ability to make money, okay? Two people have to be happy to be together."
"I like guys like Eric Santos," Layla said before grabbing her purse to leave.
Tyler remained frozen in place and thought to himself, "Eric Santos? Does she likes Eric Santos? Oh my, what standards! But Eric has been popular for years, and it feels like he is from a different time."
Layla took the elevator to the underground parking lot and drove her car out of the building.
She had reflected on her actions and thoughts after Eric had rejected her, and she could not quite regain her composure as she had never been so miserable in her life before.
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