“Boss! What kind of mountain are you climbing so late…I’ll take you back to rest! Be good!” The assistant took Layla’s arm and wanted to take her to the hotel.
But Layla moved quickly out of the way.
She drank wine, and now she was very energetic.
The assistant had never seen Layla like this.
Usually Layla was synonymous with intelligence and elegance in her heart, but now Layla had changed from a fairy to a real person who could be touched.
She’s still cute, but a little overwhelming.
The assistant was panting from exhaustion, and stood by to watch Layla dial a number. She didn’t know who Layla called.
The assistant was hesitating, and after Layla finished the call, she simply asked the bodyguard to carry her back to the hotel.
Otherwise, Layla would go crazy later and insist on climbing a mountain, what should she do?
Although she was the boss, it’s impossible for the assistant to let her do such a dangerous thing.
If something happened to her, the Foster family would definitely hold her accountable.
After the phone rang for a while, it was connected.
Eric’s voice came from the phone: “Hello, are you still in Bregon?”
Layla: “Eric…come…come to climb the snow mountain! I have something to tell you…you can do it face to face… Climb the snow mountain while talking.”
Layla spoke intermittently, and hiccupped in the middle.
Eric heard that Layla tone was abnormal.
Eric: “Layla, have you been drinking?”
“I drank a little… really just a little… I can drink well… I’m not drunk.” Layla said, a gust of cold wind blew, blowing on her red cheeks, she immediately moved towards the assistant and hugged the assistant, “Are you coming… If you don’t come… “
Layla’s mind was a little fuzzy at the moment, and she didn’t know where she was.
So she obediently gave the phone to the assistant.
The assistant took her mobile phone, saw Eric’s name displayed on the screen, and immediately said cautiously: “Hi Mr. Eric, I am the assistant of our President Tate.”
“Did she drink too much?” Eric heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the assistant’s voice sound sober.
“Actually, my boss doesn’t drink much…but what she drank was white wine…just a small cup…who knew this wine would have such a strong aftertaste.” The assistant complained, “I’m going to ask the bodyguard to carry her to the hotel. She has been dragging me outside just now, it’s so cold outside…”
Eric: “Which hotel are you at?”
The assistant told Eric the name of the hotel: “Eric, do you really want to come? It will take 18 hours to fly from Aryadelle!”
Eric hesitated.
Layla heard the assistant’s words, and answered: “Come! Ask him to come! I have something to tell him…I have to make it clear in person…I can’t make it clear on the phone.”
The assistant held Layla’s cell phone in one hand and supported Layla in the other.
The weight of Layla’s body was not resting on the assistant, and the assistant felt that she was a little drunk, but not completely drunk and unconscious.
What if Layla really wanted to tell Eric face to face?
So the assistant conveyed to Eric: "My boss has something to tell you. Do you have time to come over... We finished talking about the cooperation today, and my boss plans to play here for a few days off."
Eric: "Well, I'll go there! Take her back to the hotel to rest quickly."
"Okay." The assistant hung up the phone, put her mobile phone in her bag, and then told the bodyguard to take Layla back to the hotel.
The next day, nine o'clock in the morning.
Layla woke up with a splitting headache, got out of bed and went to the bathroom.
Ten minutes later, she washed her face and came out.
The assistant was worried about her last night, so she slept on the sofa in the small living room outside her bedroom.