Her Tears Are His Weakness

Chapter 3

When Layla announced in the locker room that she was treating everyone to supper, her colleagues cheered excitedly.

"Layla, you're so generous! Did you meet a big shot?"

"With Layla's charm, wouldn't it be effortless for her to impress someone influential?"

"Thank you, Layla!"

Everyone cheered and hurried to change clothes, joyfully discussing which upscale restaurant they should go to. No one noticed Samantha in the corner or how she was feeling.

Soon, after everyone had left the locker room, Layla finally noticed Samantha in the corner. She walked over and tenderly caressed Samantha's cold face and asked, "Why are you crying?"

Samantha glanced upward, her eyes falling on Layla's beautiful and charming face.

Layla was a close friend Samantha had made at the club. As a newcomer, Samantha had felt lost, and the others seemed indifferent to her struggles. However, Layla had been the only one willing to lend a helping hand.

"I accidentally misplaced a bottle of alcohol yesterday," Samantha admitted. "Because of that, over 8,000 dollars were deducted from my salary this month. Now, I don't have enough to pay for my tuition."

"It's just money. I'll lend it to you," Layla replied.

"But....." She bit her lip, feeling embarrassed at the thought of having to borrow money.

Layla offered a warm smile. "Don't worry about it. I've already transferred the money to you. Pay it back whenever you can. It's not a big deal. Please don't cry. It hurts me to see you sad."

Samantha stared at the notification of receiving 20 thousand dollars on her phone screen, biting her lip to hold back her tears. She had never expected anyone to help her in her lowest moment, yet Layla's remarkable kindness had shown her otherwise.

"Thank you, Layla!" she exclaimed. "I promise to repay you as soon as I earn the money."

"Samantha, what happened to your neck?" Layla frowned. "Why is there a red mark?"

"I... must've gotten a mosquito

is so fierce. Let's go eat

to go home and rest.

"Of course. Stay safe."

"I will."

said goodbye to Samantha

her seat, gathered her things, and got ready to leave. As she approached the club's

there for a business meeting, smiling as he tried to impress

the situation entirely, and chose a lengthy detour to sneak past them unnoticed. However, before she could escape,

he called, his face twisting in anger. "What's going on? Are you working here? Have you no shame?

her head to clarify. "No, I only came here to work as a

stopped mid-sentence, unable to continue. Remembering the events of last night, she felt guilty and couldn't

disgracefully outside. We're lucky to

the necklace. It wasn't

take it, how could it possibly have ended up in your pillowcase? Stop lying. It's truly

it felt like a dagger piercing her heart, leaving

been part of a loving family, but everything changed the day Matthew unexpectedly brought a young woman home. He revealed that there had been a mix-up at birth. Samantha was never truly a

orphan since childhood, losing her mother in elementary school and never knowing her father. Samantha had grown up believing she belonged, yet she was suddenly cast aside as an outsider, living under someone

who took her place was Liliana Johnson, a rising star in the entertainment industry. She was beautiful, well-mannered, and always a

shifted to Liliana, leaving her neglected and forgotten. With nowhere else to go, Samantha could only retreat into the shadows, silently watching the happiness

Samantha's pillowcase. As she gazed into the disappointed eyes of the

just like that, Samantha truly became an orphan

take it," Samantha

Garrett is coming through. Please clear the way!" The club's security guards swiftly moved in, dispersing the crowd obstructing the entrance

was eagerly looking inside the club. "Mr. Garrett is here too? Why am I only hearing about this now? I shouldn't be begging Mr. Zain Quigley. I should've gone

stepped out of the elevator, flanked by a group of bodyguards dressed in black. A crowd had gathered, eager to see the well-known figure in Jedo. As the leading contender among the heirs of