Her Tears Are His Weakness

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Noticing where Samantha was looking, Wesley smirked and teased, "Oh, feeling a bit jealous, are you? If you want a shot at it, you'll have to put in some effort. Who knows? Maybe Leonardo will be in a generous mood today and grant you that chance."

Overwhelmed by fear, Samantha kept her head down and chose to feign ignorance, refusing to utter a word.

Wesley was disappointed by Samantha's sudden change. Just moments ago, she had been bold, but now she seemed timid. Losing interest, he turned his attention to Leonardo instead.

"I heard you even brought her to your suburban villa, where your dog lives. So, is she your sugar baby now?"

"It was my grandpa's doing." Leonardo gracefully swirled the wine glass, appearing indifferent.

Samantha gripped the bottle tightly, her knuckles turning white. She was shocked that Layla had been taken to the villa due to the events that night.

She realized that Leonardo probably mistook Layla for her, but she decided not to dwell on it. She would pretend she didn't know.

That night had merely been an accident, and she had no intention of seeking anything from Leonardo. Layla had always been so kind to her, and she refused to cause any trouble for her because of this.

Wesley was curious. "Why didn't you bring your sugar baby here?"

"I don't see the point."

Wesley was taken aback by Leonardo's response, and with a playful grin, he couldn't help but tease, "No way, Leonardo! You're usually the most responsible one among all of us. Turns out you're the real player here, huh? You're tired of her after just one night?"

"Maybe." Leonardo remained indifferent, but he drained his glass in one go.

Although he had sipped his drink before, never more than a mouthful at a time. This time, he downed half the glass in a single gulp.

"Since you're already a scumbag, why not go all in and bring a woman home tonight to really live up to the title?" Wesley suggested.

glance at him. "There's

just like

just afraid of

"I'm perfectly fine."

said I was talking about

for delivering

"If

him. He took out some cash from his wallet, and placed

that, he stood up and left without a second thought,

get the chance to

up all the cash on the table, showing

beyond her duties that night, and the payment was

was truly generous. He had left a

last guests exited the private room, the noise gradually faded. The waitstaff lowered their heads and quietly

empty corner of the corridor, by the locker room, Xenia left work early and secretly called Layla. It took several attempts before Layla finally answered.

to her ear. If Xenia hadn't incessantly tried to reach her, she

joined the club at the same time, but their relationship had always been fraught with

out if you have something to say. Stop beating

I'll get straight

continued speaking. "I already know your

try to trick me. It

Garrett? Everyone thinks you slept with Mr. Garrett, right? I heard it myself when I was delivering drinks to the private

you

something else as well. I know that the person from that night

luxury before her were something no one

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