His Eagle Eyes on Me

Chapter 2714

"Ms. Tate! Why would you climb a mountain at this time? I'll send you back to the hotel! Be a good girl!" The assistant grabbed

Layla by the arm and attempted to drag her back, but Layla dodged her hand.

After drinking, Layla was exceptionally strong, and her assistant had never seen Layla behave this way before. In her mind, Layla

had always been elegant and brilliant, like a princess in a fairy tale. Though Layla was adorable when she acted normal, her

assistant found it hard to deal with her.

She panted in exhaustion and watched as Layla made a call, wondering who she was calling.

The assistant hesitated and contemplated if she should get the bodyguard to carry Layla back to the hotel despite Layla's protests.

She was worried that Layla might really climb a mountain.

Though Layla was her supervisor, she could not allow Layla to do anything dangerous because she would be held responsible if

something happened to Layla.

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The phone was answered shortly after and Eric's voice cthrough. "Hi. Are you still in Cambrode?"

"Eric...e... climb the mountain with me! | need to talk to you... in person... Let's talk while we climb the mountain..." Layla

stuttered and burped.

Eric immediately sensed that something was wrong and asked, "Layla, have you been drinking?"

"l just drank a little... Just a little... | can drink... | am not drunk," Layla said. Suddenly, a wave of cold wind blew, and she felt it

against her cheeks, and she immediately darted toward her assistant while shivering. "Are youing? If you are noting..."

"Layla, you are drunk." Eric scowled worriedly not knowing who she was drinking with, who she was with at the moment, or if she

was safe. "Hand your phone to the person next to you, and | will ask them about where you are."

Layla felt dazed and had no clue as to where she was, so she obediently handed her phone to her assistant.

The assistant took the phone and noticed the n'Eric Santos' on the screen, so she muttered gingerly, "Hello, Eric. I'm Ms.

Tate's assistant."

"Is she drunk?" Eric was slightly relieved that Layla's assistant sounded sober.

"She didn't drink that much... but she was drinking vodka... It was just a small glass. None of us expected the kick to be so strong,"

the assistant explained. "lI wanted to get the bodyguard to carry her back to the hotel, but she keeps draggingout into the

cold. It's freezing..."

"Which hotel do you stay in?" Eric asked.

The assistant informed him about their hotel and asked, "Eric, are you reallying over? It's eighteen hours by plane!"

Eric hesitated.

Layla snatched the phone from her assistant's hand. e! He ising! | need to talk to him... face-to-face... | can't explain on

the phone..."

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The assistant grabbed the phone again and held Layla with her other arm.

Layla was notpletely limp, and the assistant felt like she was notpletely drunk and wondered if Layla truly needed to

speak to Eric in person.

In the end, the assistant said, "Ms. Tate said she needs to talk to you so see if you are free toe over... The meeting with the

client is over now, and she is just going to spend a few more days here."

"Yeah, | will get there! Just send her back to the hotel."

"Sure." The assistant hung up and placed the phone back on Layla's bed before ordering the bodyguard to carry Layla back to the

hotel.

At nine the next morning, Layla woke up with a severe headache and headed into the bathroom to wash her face before heading

outside ten minutes later.

Her assistant, who was worried about her, had slept on the couch inside Layla's room.