Chapter 98 Layla's Arrogance
On her way, she had considered all the possibilities that could happen. But all she had to do was abandon her pride and cooperate with Layla.
Actually, it wasn't difficult at all.
What did self-esteem matter compared to death?
That was her first time entering the interior of Willowbrook. The decoration style was to her liking - blue arches, horseshoe-shaped windows, gray mud walls, and white curtains that appeared even more mysterious and romantic under the sea breeze.
Unfortunately, the owner of the house was Layla.
Under the guidance of the servant, Avery arrived in the living room - spacious and bright, with a 270-degree panoramic window that offered a clear view of the sea from every angle.
She hadn't seen Layla yet when suddenly something hung on her leg. It was none other than Ethan, whom she hadn't seen for some time.
"Mom." His pronunciation had improved since the last time, and his chubby cheeks were very cute.
The child's eyes sparkled like stars in the sky. Seeing him again, Avery felt a sense of familiarity in her heart.
Ethan opened his arms towards Avery while drool trickled down from his plump lips. "Mom, hug..."
Avery wanted to rub his head, but the nanny hurriedly came and took Ethan away.
"Oh my, my little master, go upstairs quickly. Your mom has something important to do."
Ethan was very dissatisfied with being taken away forcibly, so he started crying and reached out his arms towards Avery. "Mom, mom."
Avery's heart clenched as well. She had unexpectedly developed such complex emotions towards Layla's son.
Layla arrived belatedly from the second floor. She heard Ethan's voice from afar. "Good boy, you finally know how to call Mommy. Mommy will come and play with you later."
Ethan ignored her and continued looking in Avery's direction.
Layla sat down on the sofa. A servant approached and asked pleasingly, "Madam, what would you like to drink?"
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