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Then Miles and Florence called her to ridicule her. They told her to stop messing around and that
she should consider the negative impact of such posts on her child even if she didn't care about her
own reputation. Miles even added that Lyla should be a role model for her child! Dealing with these
people made her feel exhausted. Sarah had already arrived for work.
Many people didn't see that post about Camila because it had been posted too early in the
morning. Nonetheless, the post about Lyla was uploaded when everyone was just waking up and
checking on their phones. With Silas's help, the post reached millions.
Sarah came over to put in her resignation today. It was too embarrassing for her to work for such a
boss. What worried her more was that other companies might not want to hire her if they knew that
she had worked here before. âMiss Lyla, I wish to study abroad, so I won't be coming over
tomorrow.â Lyla replied lazily, âOkay. It hasn't been easy for you to stick with me until now. Go get
your salary and leave today.â Sarah was a little embarrassed to hear her say this. âMiss Lyla, I'm
sorry.â âThere is nothing to be sorry about. The branch of a rotten tree must seek a healthier trunk.
Just go.â Lyla's expression remained mild. Sarah looked at Lyla and felt rather surprised. Lyla was not
such a kindly boss after all, so her calm demeanor made Sarah feel inexplicably scared! She had
read about a quote along the lines of âUnless one burst out from the silence, one shall perish in it!
However, the crazy woman in front of her was really not the kind of person who would perish in
silence.
âMiss Lyla, why don't you hide and lie low for a while?â Lyla replied, âI won't hide. Why should I
hide? This is my hometown, and this is my studio. I'm not going anywhere!â
But even if she didn't want to hide, someone was trying to drive her away.
Knock knock! Someone was knocking on the door. Startled, Sarah got up to open the door. Two
men in uniform were standing outside the door. Entering the door, they briefly asked a few
questions. After they confirmed that Lyla
was the boss, they started inspecting the place and found that the partition walls used flammable
and combustible materials. There were also some other problems: the fire partition was not in place;
the fire protection equipment was damaged; the electrical wiring was too old; the leakage switch
was not sealed properly. In the end, Lylaâs studio had to close down for further action! Sarah was
stunned as she stood rooted to the spot. Lylaâs arrogant words about how she would not leave the
place were still reverberating in Sarah's ears, yet the studio was closed down by authorities in less
than ten minutes. This is all too sudden!
On the one hand, Sarah was thankful that she had decided to leave before all this happened, while
on the other hand, she began to sympathize with Lyla. It was obvious that Lyla had offended
someone who was now deliberately targeting her! Lyla tried to argue with the authorities, but
unfortunately, she couldn't do much about it. The results could not be changed. When the two left
the studio, Lyla suddenly felt that she really had nowhere to go. It was impossible for her to go back
to the Ryan Family since the divorce agreement had already been signed. But if she returned to the
Brooklyn Family now, her parents would probably berate her to no end. After thinking about it for a
while, she really had nowhere to go.
Camila is to blame for this! If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have fallen to this point.
Why did she come back? Why didnât she die out there? To drown her sorrows, she went to a bar.
After downing bottle after bottle of alcohol for the whole day, she wobbled out of the bar in the
evening and was immediately dragged into a van. As soon as she got into the van, an icy dagger
was put to her neck. It was accompanied by a hoarse male voice that growled, âAre you the one
who has offended our boss? Do you know that you are courting death?â With the knife at her neck,
Lyla was petrified. When her skin felt the cold metal, her mind immediately cleared as chills ran
down her spine. She looked at the man in a panic, but the man was wearing a mask and she
couldn't see his face clearly. âW-Who is your boss?â The man sneered, âDon't ask. It's someone you
can't afford to offend anyway.â