After freshening up, Layla stepped out of the room as she couldn't lock herself in forever.

She needed to come out and face Nolan.

She walked over to the sitting room and saw him sitting on a couch with a cup of hot coffee In front of him.

"Good morning sir.." she greeted in a low tone picking her nails.

She wanted to do two things, clear this matter up, and if possible she didn't want them to talk about anything and just forget it happening.

Secondly, she wanted to seek permission to leave. ...