side and stormed towards them, kicking the door open and shoving the model who wa

hen she realized it was Ashton, her expression turned ici

and felt his anger boiling over. Just as he was abou

and asking, "Mr. Hayes, why have you been ignoring

y and was ready to give

and Ashton and motioning for the model to follow her. "The night is still young, so I

Layla, and it dawned on her that their marriage was truly over. The once obedient Layl

he kept a poker face. Smirking, she mocked, "Well, if it isn't Mrs. Hayes! Who knew

even more. There was even a storm of suppr

hot back, "I'm not quite sure about that, but shouldn't you have the answers? He

raised her hand to strike. But before she could make a move, Layla

t fell onto the ground. She then s

rolled her eyes, grabbed the mo

in the nick of time to witness the show

him. With lips pressed firmly together and a steely

teps, she unexpectedly found herself locking eyes with

to leave the room when Ashton grabbed her arm. "Layla, there's no ne

ink highly of yourself, don't you? Just so you know, I'm here to have a good time,

cking her path. She never imagined encountering Tristan, a m

not me, too?" Layla shot back. "Ashton, don't think so highly

eady caught the eye of the onlookers in

g the spectator

e social circles, it was rare for things

r help, "Mr. Frucht, could you please help me solve th

man, was looking for an outlet for his pent-up emotions. Fixing a chil

mistake. Before he could clarify his innocence, Tristan seized

ough the manager as Tristan callous

elt as if he was staring down

each breath feeling like a struggle, his face drained

ustry as someone not to be trifled with. However, t

me fun. I'm just trying to run a business here. I can't turn away customers, can I?" Having encountered all

spleasure. Just as the manager braced himself for the worst, Tristan, unexpectedly showing cle

s with her again, you can

ent, the fear evident in his eyes as he