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?"

quickly covered her neck. "I...

but grumble. "That mosquito is so fierce.

go home and rest.

"Of course. Stay safe."

"I will."

Layla said goodbye to Samantha

leave. As she approached the club's entrance, she

to impress a big

lengthy detour to sneak past them unnoticed. However, before she could escape, Matthew spotted her. She lowered her head further, avoiding

twisting in anger. "What's going on? Are you working here? Have you no shame? It's

only came here to work as a waitress.

the events of last night, she felt guilty and couldn't

and acted disgracefully outside. We're lucky to have kicked you out of the Newton family. Otherwise, you'd embarrass us

steal the

didn't take it, how could it possibly have ended up in your pillowcase? Stop lying. It's

eyes, and it felt like a dagger piercing her heart,

part of a loving family, but everything changed the day Matthew unexpectedly brought a young

she had been an orphan since childhood, losing her mother in elementary school and never knowing her father. Samantha had grown up believing she belonged, yet

a rising star in the entertainment industry. She was beautiful, well-mannered, and always a delight

parents swiftly shifted to Liliana, leaving her neglected and forgotten. With nowhere else to go, Samantha could only retreat into the shadows, silently watching the happiness that was no longer

After a lengthy search, it was ultimately hidden in Samantha's pillowcase. As she gazed into the disappointed eyes of the Newtons, she

frustrated and kicked her out of the Newton family. And just like that, Samantha truly became an orphan with no one left

didn't take

way!" The club's security guards swiftly moved in, dispersing the crowd

inside the club. "Mr. Garrett is here too? Why am I only hearing about this

had gathered, eager to see the