Layla stood in front of a mirror as she pulled off the earrings, rings and necklace she was putting on.

It was almost morning and the coronation was over as everyone retired to their various guestrooms.

She was in the room as she had requested to be left alone when the maids wanted to help her undress. Nolan was not in the room instead.

She sighed deeply as she let her hair fall down loosely. Carla's words, still ringing in her head.

She somehow felt so jealous that ...