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Chapter Twelve: Help Me

Ashton couldn't care less, acting like he was in his own world.

He then grabbed Layla around the waist, looking all smug as he attempted to plant a kiss on her. Layla dodged his advances, discreetly squeezing his hand that held her waist and gritting her teeth while pressing her heel against his foot.

Meanwhile, Doris, completely missing the tension between them, saw them being lovey-dovey as usual.

Ashton picked up his phone to show he meant business and instructed, "Get ...

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