Chapter 86
That very day, Stephen ordered his men to unfreeze Layla’s card. Layla was taken aback. “Why did you suddenly unfreeze it?
“I’m worried you’ll suffer,”
She scoffed. “I can see that you’re up to no good.”
Layla tossed the card back at him with a haughty air. “I don’t need your bank card. Once I get my salary, it’ll be in my own card, my own money.”
Benson mustered up his courage to ask, “Layla, your grandpa’s the richest man around, and there are news reports about you spending two million dollars in a single night.
“You own a multimillion–dollar sports car, but now you seem…kinda poor?”
Layla sighed. “Lam poor now, okay?”
The pre–sale phase was finally coming to an end, and Layla realized she had been working for nearly twenty days straight after more than half a month of intense work Exhaustion was inevitable.
Sally, who had been in her position as the new manager for a few days now, suggested, “We’ve all been so busy, and it’s finally winding down. We’ve gone through a lot, and everyone’s tired.
“Shall we all stay back and have dinner together tonight after work? My treat.”
Layla didn’t want to go, but she knew that refusing might come across as too arrogant. If she didn’t show Sally respect, anyone who didn’t support Sally might not take her seriously.
Layla was someone who remembered kindness. When she first joined the sales team, Sally guided het. Later when Layla got into an argument with Tiffany as a newbie, Sally stood up for her.
During her first sale, sally offered to help and teach both her and Benson. Sally was always there to offer kind assistance whenever she encountered something she couldn’t handle.
“Sure, I’ll go.” Layla agreed with a smile.
Benson chimed in, “It Layla’s going, I’m going too.”
With Layla agreeing, the others couldn’t refuse Sally’s invitation. They all agreed to go a as well.
sally glanced at Layla and smiled gratefully.
Since Sally was going to treat, she decided to splurge and booked a table at a mid–to–high restaurant in Lasville. Everyone was ti heard the name. “Wow, Sally is really going all out!”
filled with anticipation when they
Layla corrected them. “Yall should start calling her Ms. Brown. If a client asks for the manager, are you going to keep calling her Sally?“” As a result of Layla’s mysterious identity, her words carried weight among her colleagues. When she addressed Sally respectfully, anyone who might have felt resentment would still have to keep it to themselves.
d that among the sales consultants,
s, there were only two who didn’t fully accept Sally’s authority. The two of them were veterans who had the qualifications to challenge Sally for her position. The newer or “Alas, Stephen was right after all.”
or less successful ones were all s
I supportive of Sally,
“What did he say?
Layla eyed Benson but didn’t answer.
Since the pre–sale phase was over, they
three colleagues in the backseat
hey finished work two hours early that day. Some colleagues had cars and offered rides to those who didn’t. Layla’s car had
Benson sat in the passenger seat, navigating, “Layla, tum left at the next traffic light.”
Being a native of Lasville, Layla knew the streets like the back of her hand, even more so than a delivery guy. She felt sulted to see Benson navigating beside
