"I rarely go on business trips because Mom and Dad don't wantto exhaust myself. | used to listen to them, but I've had a
moment of clarity. How can | shy away from the exhausting parts of work? | can't do that for work, nor can | do so for life in
general. | want to train myself and to do that, | need to step out of thefort zone our parents built for me."
Ivy nodded in agreement.
That night, Layla posted a photo of Cambrode and her flight ticket with the caption [Looking forward to my trip to Cambrode before
going to sleep.]
After that, she went to sleep.
There was only one flight to Cambrode each day, and it departed at seven, which meant that she would have to arrive at the
airport at six in the morning.
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Elliot's mansion was an hour's drive away from the airport, so, at the latest, Layla would need to wake up by half past four and
leave by five, and this calculation excluded the tshe would need for breakfast.
She rarely needed to wake up early, so she was concerned.
Layla suppressed the urge to play with her phone and went to sleep early, yet she woke up a few times throughout the night.
Finally, the alarm went off.
She lifted the blanket and sat up to turn on the lights in relief.
When she turned off the alarm on her phone, she saw a message from Eric asking why she was going to Cambrode and telling her
that it was freezing cold in Cambrode.
She replied saying that she was going on a business trip before setting her phone down to wash up.
At six in the morning, Layla arrived at the airport and grouped up with the other employees that wereing along. After checking
in, the four headed to the VIP lounge.
"Ms. Tate, why aren't your family here to see you off?"
"I told them not to. | woke up at half past four, so it's not necessary to make them wake up that early as well." Layla bought a bun
and a cup of coffee. Though she was not hungry, drinking coffee on an empty stomach was unhealthy, so she stuffed the bun into
her mouth.
Stunned by the sight, her assistant said, "Aren't you afraid of choking, Ms. Tate?"
"It's not even that big," Layla said.
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"There's no one you care about here, is there? You are not at all concerned about how you look."
"Guys will line up for me, and | never wait for them." Layla knew that she could eat however she wanted.
"Damn, Ms. Tate! Every day, my respect for you grows!"
"Stop sucking up to me. | didn't sleep at all last night, and I'm so tired." Layla finished her bun and started sipping on her coffee.
She instinctively reached into her purse for her phone to check if Eric had replied.
Realizing that he had not replied, she thought to herself, "Right. It's half past six in the morning. He's probably not awake yet."
As she scrolled through social media, she cacross an article and was instantly intrigued by the title that read 'Can Men and
Women Be Friends Again After Failing To Be A Couple?'.
She clicked on the link and started reading the article carefully.