"Boss! Wake up! We need to check on the supplies and make sure they are right! Oi! Stop lazing around!"
Layla felt sothing hit her hard, and her eyes snapped open.
Looking around, she found that sothing had not hit her hard. Rather, she had hit sothing hard.
She lay on the ground, looking up at the designer ceiling, which emitted lights of all colors over her head.
"How weird! I do not think historical tis had such detailed ceilings filled with lights. No, there is no concept of light to begin with. Did I fall asleep and wake up after a thousand years?"
Layla wondered as she kept looking up at the lights.
She would have kept looking at it all day, but a shadow blocked her view and made Layla blink as she registered that she had other people around her.
"Tsk, did you get hurt too much, Boss? Did that fight yesterday cause your head injury to worsen? Do you even rember who you are and where we are?"
The shadow asked, and he sounded familiar…not so much in how he spoke, but his voice sounded familiar to Layla.
She was sure she had heard it before, but she could not find the place where she had heard it before.
"Let it go, man! The boss is just testing us all right now. You know her! She does this once or twice a few months. You are falling into her trap by paying attention to her."
Now, this voice was one that Layal knew very well.
It belonged to her secretary in her past life.
Layla might have been a mafia boss and part of the underground, but so of her business was legally done. To maintain that business, she needed people to operate it on her behalf.
One such person was her secretary in front of her.
"Boss! Get up now. What is wrong with you today? You are not usually this lazy, even when you get hurt. Are you sure you are not coming down with sothing worse? Should we go to the hospital-"
"No hospital! We cannot have the rumors spreading about ."
Layla's mouth moved, and her voice ca out as well. But she did not feel like she was in control of herself.
Moreover, her voice sounded older than any other ti she had heard it.
Layla reached out to check her throat and to make sure she was not missing anything. Her hands felt larger than she was used to, and even her height felt wrong.
Her whole body felt wrong, even more evident when she pulled herself up and blinked a few tis to clear her vision.
She was far too tall compared to what she rembered.
"Was I always this tall? I feel a little awkward standing like this."
Layla complained, only realizing what she had done when silence engulfed the room.
For a whole minute, no one knew what to say to her, and they all looked at her awkwardly.
And then, her secretary laughed awkwardly to clear out the air.
"Co on, boss! You can be quite funny at tis when you want to be. You wanted to make us laugh, right? Get back to your working mood, and we can head out."
The secretary covered for Layla, and she felt a little thankful for her help. Standing before her previous group with her new ntality felt much more awkward.
But the more ti Layla spent there, the faster she could adjust to what she already knew.
Despite this familiar setting, Layla knew she was wrong to be there. She needed to return ho and reassure her people that she was fine.
'I have too much responsibility back ho to be playing around like this…. saying that, how do I get out of here? What even is this place, and how did I get here?'
Layla wondered as she tried to put pressure on her mind.
She did not rember anything that happened. All she knew was that she had hurt herself in a way that was not easy to endure, and she had gotten help at the last second.
Anything more than that had been a mystery to Layla, and her brain refused to tell her what had happened.
'It's fine. I can pretty much guess what happened based on the context clues. I am sure Mary ca to save and must have taken to a doctor. But I should not rely too much on the outside help. I should try and look for an exit as soon as possible.'
Layla's brain felt scattered all over the place, but she could still make it focus and head out.
She had not even taken two steps outside when her secretary grabbed her arm and pulled her back inside.
"Boss, where are you going unsupervised? Do you not rember what happened and how you ended up getting injured? It is because you went into the enemy territory alone.
This ti, we will not allow you to head in alone. If you are going to head in, then take so people with you. That way, we will feel much more relieved."
The secretary laid down her rules with a straight face. She would not budge on her wishes, and Layla sighed tiredly.
She saw no point in denying the people in her dream and making them suspicious of her, so she agreed to remove one of the most incompetent people.
Layla might not have rembered all the people from her past, but her mory was beginning to return as she spent ti here. That also made her rember the most incompetent person she had ever t.
"Boss, not him! Anyone other than him would do. But we cannot leave your safety to soone like him."
The secretary was instantly against this, just as Layla expected. But Layla was not going to back down so easily. She needed that incompetent man to be her guard so that she could give him the slip and look around on her own.
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