Layla zipped the leather duffle bag for Lucius. She took a deep breath and placed both hands on her chest. "Everything will be fine. Nothing will happen to Aiden and Lucius," she told herself.
She heard the footsteps and turned to look. "I’ve packed your bag," Layla said, holding its straps.
Lucius hugged her tightly, her face buried in his chest and they both closed their eyes. "I know you are worried. But I’m thankful that you have put your faith in . I’ll return safely with Aiden," he said.
"You have to," Layla said, wrapping her arms tightly around him. "I will wait for you. Just don’t worry about anything here."
"Hmm." The two of them stayed like that for so ti. He pulled away only after planting a soft kiss on the center of her forehead.
"I’ll see you at the airport," Layla said.
"No, be at ho. I’ll call you as soon as I land in Russia," Lucius proclaid and carried the duffle bag. The two of them went downstairs, where the others had gathered. Roger stepped up took the bag from Lucius, and went outside.
Demitri ca forward and hugged him, patting his back. "Be safe. If you need any help, call ," he said.
"Yeah, I will."
Lucius then held Layla’s hand and they went outside, stopping near the waiting car. He reluctantly pulled away his hand from Layla’s. She moved her hand to his nape and kissed him before pressing her forehead against his.
He returned the kiss and caressed her cheek using his thumb. Finally, he took a step back and got into the car. Roger started the engine and drove away to reach the airport.
"Let’s go in, Layla," Demitri said. She nodded and the two walked inside.
While they sat in the living room, Roderick ca there rushing. "Layla, where is uncle?" he asked.
"He just left for the airport. Why? What happened?" Layla asked.
"Airport? Why?" Roderick was unaware of what was going around.
Demitri glanced at Layla, wondering if she would tell him the matter.
"To bring Aiden back. He is kidnapped by soone and deported to Russia," Layla replied.
"What?" Roderick exclaid in shock. "Who kidnapped Aiden? And why did you let Uncle go? Was it so mafia group? I can’t believe that this mafia war again started," he said, adding panic to Layla’s current state. When he realized it, he imdiately apologized for it.
"I didn’t an to scare you. I just spoke in the heat of the mont," Roderick reasoned.
"It’s fine. Why did you co here?" she inquired.
Roderick sat on the sofa chair across from her. "I saw soone unexpected in the company," he began.
"Who?" Layla asked.
"Your... Sorry... I an Orabela’s mother," Roderick replied.
"Seraphina? Are you sure? She’s in the prison," Layla pronounced, not believing him.
"I’m one hundred percent sure, Layla. I checked the hiring report for this month of the cleaning departnt and found out Seraphina has changed her na. I wanted to call her right away, but I decided to tell Uncle first," Roderick stated.
"How could she co out of the prison? And why would she change the na?" Layla murmured as nurous questions flooded her mind right away. She decided to call imdiately the manager, ago looked into the hiring.
"You should check in the prison first," Demitri advised. If you have Zayne’s number, then call him; otherwise, I’ll call," he added.
Layla humd and searched for Zayne’s number in her contacts. Finding it, she clicked on it and dialed his number. The ring went, and she patiently waited for the call to answer.
Zayne, who had just finished his field job, took the call from Layla.
"Hello, Layla. How did you co to call at this ti? Is everything fine?" Zayne asked.
"Zayne, I need your help," she requested.
"Yes, say," he encouraged her.
"Could you please find out if Seraphina is still in prison?" she asked.
"Sure. But is everything fine? Shouldn’t Boss have called for this?" Zayne knitted his brows together, feeling worried.
"Well, a lot has happened today. Aiden is kidnapped, so Lucius has left for Russia. We didn’t want to disturb you, so he didn’t call you," Layla asserted.
"Aiden got kidnapped!? I’ll be there in a while. I’ll find out about Seraphina too," Zayne assured her.
"Thank you. This ans a lot," Layla replied.
"ntion not. I’ll hang up and get back to you," Zayne answered. The call disconnected the other second and Layla lowered her phone.
"Are you in contact with Orabela? Maybe she knows what’s her evil mother up to," Roderick opined.
"We don’t talk anymore. Do you think I’ll ever want to keep connection with her after what happened," Layla’s voice raised, mainly because of the stress she was undergoing. "I should be asking you since she was your girlfriend with whom you were cheating on ."
"I broke up with her long ago," Roderick said, his jaw muscles twitching in fury.
Layla brought her hand to her temple and sighed. She shouldn’t be reacting this way, but the circumstances around her were making her react in such a way.
"Layla, why don’t you go upstairs to your room? Take so rest," Demitri suggested to her.
"I should be here," Layla said.
"When Zayne cos, I’ll inform you. Just go upstairs. I know you are panicking because Lucius isn’t here. However, trust , Lucius will co unhard. You know how he is. So, just calm down a bit," Demitri told her in as much as polite way he could.
Layla realized she was indeed losing her temper. She shouldn’t be reacting this way, but she couldn’t help it. As she stood up to leave, she felt nauseated. Since the afternoon, she had nausea but she kept ignoring it. However, now, it intensified and she rushed to the nearest room to vomit.
"Layla, are you fine?" Demitri rose to his feet, walking to her.
Both Demitri and Roderick rushed after her in worry
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