FreeNovelChapter 202 Did Lyla Offend Someone?
Instead, Lyla was the one who was horribly insulted by netizens. Having found nothing, Camila decided
to let it go. Since they all wanted to protect her, there was no reason for her to feel upset. When she
arrived at the studio, her employees had already arrived.
They had to catch up on designing, patterning, and production this week because there were still a lot
of products that needed to be customized. After all, they had promised to deliver the products as soon
as possible on top of making new samples. The thought that they would be sold out just hours after the
grand opening had never even crossed their minds. In hindsight, they should have prepared more
products. After Camila arrived at the studio, she held a meeting and told everyone to increase their
speed, but not at the expense of quality. Camila herself also worked overtime to design according to
their customers’ requirements. Actually, she had recruited a few talented designers, but their skills were
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtnot as good as hers. They had designs in their heads, but they were not skilled enough to deliver on
paper and fabric. Hence, she had to monitor them all the time. The silver lining was that they were
smart and got the hang of things quickly. They often said that the work that passed through her scrutiny
seemed to have been given life. Despite the hectic schedule, the whole studio worked in a harmonious
and organized way.
During the noon break, Sophia mentioned to Camila casually, “Miss Brooklyn, that Lyla Fashion Studio
opposite us was closed down by authorities.” Only then did Camila notice this matter. “Looks like it.
What went wrong with the inspection?” Sophia answered, “This morning, I heard a street cleaner say
that the fire prevention equipment in the studio did not pass inspection.” Camila commented, “Our
studio is fine, though. If there is any problematic equipment or wiring, just replace them in time. Also,
we have to make sure everything is neat and orderly; any mess would just make us look particularly
unprofessional!” “I got it. Rest assured; everything is new here since we’ve just opened. There won’t be
any problem!” Sophia stated. Camila nodded but couldn’t help overthinking a little in her heart. Their
fire prevention equipment did not pass inspection? This reason is too vague.
Besides, even if it’s true, it can be rectified easily. Why does the entire studio need to be closed down?
Did Lyla offend someone?
The next day. Lyla returned to the Brooklyn Residence. Although she had changed her clothes and her
hair had been neatly combed, her sluggishness was still obvious. When Leila saw Lyla, she initially
wanted to scold her, but then she noticed Lyla looking rather strange. Hence, she hurriedly asked,
“What’s wrong with you?” Then, she saw the traces of bruising on Lyla’s neck. Suddenly, fury coursed
through Leila’s veins at the thought of Lyla still having the mood to get into bed with someone when the
Internet was in an uproar about her. “What did you do last night?” Lyla was really exhausted. When she
woke up today, she was still in that god-forsaken place, but the beggars were gone. She was
tormented all night and didn’t sleep at all. At this moment, she could barely keep her eyes open. “Mom,
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmstop asking questions. Let me sleep for a while!” Leila frowned. “How are you still in the mood to sleep?
Your dad has been looking for you! W-What’s the matter with you? Why are you making trouble on the
Internet again? Your poor dad was completely humiliated by your actions! Tell me-why are you
behaving worse the older you become?”
Lyla didn’t listen to her mother’s scolding and went straight into her room before slamming the door
shut. It was an effective way to isolate herself from Leila’s nagging voice.
She collapsed on the bed at once.
As she closed her eyes, her mind was filled with the scenes of her desperate yet futile calls for help last
night. There were so many of those long rods and so many disgusting men surrounding her. The dirty
hands that lustfully rubbed over her body were too many to count. Dirty! I feel so dirty. Not only am I
dirty, I’m also sleazy! She got up suddenly and went straight into the bathroom to turn on the shower.
Then, she rubbed herself mechanically over and over again until her skin turned red. Nevertheless, she
didn’t even feel the pain. She used to be the second young lady of the Brooklyn Family, the young
madam of Ryan Group, and a well-known fashion designer. Before Camila returned to the country, Lyla
was highly regarded by all.
Why is it that I’ve been reduced to nothing after her return?
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