Forced To Love My Boss Chapter 22
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After listening to the truth of everything Layla had experienced in the past few days, Andre looked at the determined eyes of the young girl and did not speak.
While Layla was explaining, she had been silently observing the expressions on Andre's face. Unfortunately, she could not spot any clues from his handsome face.
Andre listened very seriously. When Layla was stating all these things, he did not think she was joking or express any impatience.
However, he was not as surprised or astonished as Layla had expected either. He was very calm the whole time.
Ever since Layla had decided to tell Andre the truth, she had not let go of the nervousness in her heart.
Upon seeing Andre's calm reaction, Layla heaved a sigh of relief. It looked like he did believe her.
After listening to Layla's description, Andre was deep in thought for a while but did not say anything.
He did not say whether he believed her or not.
Layla could only watch as the silent Andre walked to the door of the room and called for two maids to help Layla change her clothes.
Instantaneously, Layla was like a deflated balloon as she allowed the two maids to remove her sleeping gown and put on her outdoor clothes.
This infuriating man had really let her down!
When Layla thought of her decision just now, she felt that Andre had become more detestable. She was really blind and had misjudged him.
Andre arranged for the servants to push Layla out the door and Rhode had already gone to get the car.
Layla glared at Andre, using her eyes to express her anger and dissatisfaction.
However, there was more disappointment than anything.
Layla had already told Andre everything.
Since he did not believe her, Layla had nothing else to say.
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"Goodbye." Andre automatically ignored Layla's murderous look and called the servants back to the room.
Now, only Layla was at the door!
Although Layla was very frightened, she did not want to turn around once more and implore that man who did not believe her!
Layla clenched her fists silently, with a bellyful of fury that she was unable to vent. She was prepared to fight that hateful evil spirit head-on this time. It would be a fight to the death.
Layla felt that cold and gloomy aura at her back lunge at her again. She clenched her fists and turned around to hit it with all her might!
The moment her fist was about to touch the evil spirit, it was enveloped by green flames. A cold and terrifying aura followed her fist and struck her in the heart.
"Foolish woman, how dare you try to kill me?" the evil spirit said ferociously.
The green flames surrounding its body expanded greatly, and Layla felt that she could not move her hands or even her body.
The next second, she was dragged out of the wheelchair by the evil spirit and forcibly dragged nearly two meters across the ground.
The evil spirit decided to grasp this rare opportunity—that had fallen into its hands with much difficulty—to kill this cunning prey.
The evil spirit sniggered cruelly. "How conceited and self-assured you are! How dare you think you can escape my control?! I'll take your life now!"
In the next second, the evil spirit materialized a green longsword. The flames were all retracted, and the blade was dark green and clear, as though it was corporeal.
The evil spirit controlled the long sword and stabbed it at Layla's chest.
This time, Layla definitely had reason to believe that if this sword really pierced her heart, she would definitely meet God in a flash!
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Layla struggled to dodge, but her hands and legs were bound by green flames now, so she could not move at all.
The flames even arranged Layla's body into a spread-eagled pose.
In this actual moment of life and death, there was only one thought in Layla's mind as she shouted loudly.
"Andre! Quick, save me!"
The green sword closed in on her with the aura of death. Layla closed her eyes, and a tear slowly rolled down from the corner of her eye. Her heart was full of despair.
The bone-chilling pain she had imagined did not appear for a long time. Layla slowly opened her eyes, and Andre was standing beside her like a guardian angel.
Lifting her head, Layla looked up, and against the faint light of the early morning, Andre's whole body seemed to be glowing.
Andre bent down elegantly and carried the momentarily stunned Layla back to the house.
Actually, Andre had not left just now. He had watched everything that happened through the surveillance cameras at the door.
Now, Andre really believed everything that Layla had just said.
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