Chapter 330 This is the evidence you want
"Come on! Stop your nonsense and show me the evidence! Apologize if you can't provide evidence."
"Yes! Apologize!" They blocked Layla, shouting. Even Levi couldn't do anything, and even a bit hesitant, awkwardly advised, "Layla, why don't you just apologize? It's not a big deal."
"I did no wrong. I won't apologize!" Layla insisted.
"I suggest you apologize directly before it's too late!"
Seeing this, the construction site manager raised his fist to step forward.
At this moment, a nurse knocked on the door. "Is Miss Adkins here? This is from a gentleman. He said you should open it now."
Layla took it, opened it, and her eyes lit up.
"You want evidence? Here it is!" She waved the documents in her hand.
The person in charge and Fanny both turned pale and then he casually said, "What evidence? Stop playing games."
"Whether I’m playing games or not, you'll know soon enough." Layla handed the documents to Levi.
The thick stack of documents detailed the loopholes and shoddy work of previous projects and even included a family relationship certificate for Fanny and the construction site manager.
Levi's face became increasingly ugly.
"Levi." Fanny saw his grim expression, feeling something was wrong, and started to panic.
"Are you two treating me as a fool?" Levi slammed the documents in front of Fanny.
Fanny's face turned pale.
She never expected Layla to find such detailed evidence in such a short time. 'Who sent it?' She was confused.
The construction site manager was also in panic as this evidence was enough to put him in jail for several years.
"Do you have anything else to say now?" Layla sneered.
"This is fake, Levi. I didn't do that"
"Piss off! I don't want to see you again!" Levi roared.
"Levi…" The construction site manager tried to explain. Fearing that further confrontation would lead to jail, he could only leave in a hurry.
"Wait." Layla stopped him. " Who said they were going to roll out of the ward if evidence was found?"
"Don't push your luck."
"You said it yourself!"
"You're ruthless! Just wait and see; I won't let you off!" The construction site manager pointed at her nose, fiercely warned, and left with a group of people.
"Construction site manager. Cousin." Fanny found herself in a state of isolation, trembling under Levi's gaze.
"Layla, you go out first."
"Okay." Layla closed the door.
"Darling, listen to my explanation. It's not what you think." Fanny shrank back. "Those pieces of evidence are all fake. Layla is framing me. You know we don't get along. Don't let those fake pieces of evidence deceive you. Don't you trust me? "
With a heavy slap, Levi knocked Fanny off the bed to the ground, making her scream shrilly.
Five fiery fingerprints immediately appeared on her face, and her mouth was bleeding.
"Darling."
"Bitch! I trusted you too much! Are you treating me as a fool?" Levi grabbed her by the neck, lifting her from the ground, staring at her angrily as if he wanted to strangle her, making it hard for Fanny to breathe.
"You're usually arrogant and corrupt. I tolerated that. But now you dare to tamper with the project. You're insane. This could lead to fatalities. Do you want to drag me down with you?"
Fanny's face turned purple from being choked, pushing his hand away, her eyes rolling up. "No, darling. Let go of me. You're going to kill me."
"I really want to kill you!"
"Darling" Fanny cried.
"Shut up, don't call me darling anymore. I'm disgusted! Starting tomorrow, don't let me see you again."
"Are you firing me?" Fanny couldn't believe it.
"If I don't fire you now, I will go to jail one day."
"I won't dare. I won't do it again." Fanny didn't expect it to be this serious. She rushed over to hug him, pleading, "Forgive me this time. I can't lose this job."
"Let go!" Levi tried to pry Fanny's fingers off.
Fanny, feeling desperate, cursed, "Levi, you bastard! I've been with you for so many years, working hard for you. I even became your mistress. I really devoted a lot and now you want to kick me out? You're too cruel!"
"If you dare to leave here now, I'll tell your wife and everyone in the company."
"Do you dare?" Levi pointed at Fanny's nose. "Everything you have was given to you by me. I've done my best for you. Don't stir up trouble."
"Since you're going to kick me out anyway, I have nothing to fear? I'll fight to the end. I won't let you off easy." Fanny, with a stubborn and defiant look, said, "If you don't believe me, try me!"
Levi was furious. "Let's see then! Even if I divorce, it's better than being dragged down by you."
With a kick, Levi pushed her away and stormed out of the ward. He glanced at Layla and left angrily.
Layla took out her phone and made a call. "Are you free tonight? I want to treat you to dinner."
At six thirty in the evening, when Layla arrived at the restaurant, Samuel was already there.
"Sorry, there was a last-minute document to deal with." Layla walking briskly. Her face was flushed, and she was slightly out of breath.
"It's okay. Waiting for you is also a kind of happiness." Samuel pushed a glass of water in front of her, considerate and gentlemanly. "Take your time. Have a sip of water first."
Layla took a half glass of water, catching her breath. "Thank you for today. If you hadn't brought that document in time, I would have been in trouble."
"I'm glad I could help," Samuel said casually.
He was willing to do anything for her, but only within the limits she could accept.
Since Layla wanted to work, he would support her.
"It's not just help. You did me a big favor. Order whatever you want tonight. There's no need to be polite." As soon as the words came out, Layla realized she sounded too grand. She deliberately chose a mid-level restaurant. If he really ordered freely, it would cost several hundred dollars, which she couldn't afford. She coughed lightly and added, "Within $100."
Samuel smiled, "With the prices in this restaurant, it's hard to order freely within $100."
"I mean a few dishes."
"I see." Samuel smiled deeply. Layla was so lovely.
Samuel never had the habit of letting women pay, especially Layla.
"The construction team is already in jail. Is everything okay?"
"Yes. They should be locked up because they don't value the lives of residents. Otherwise, there will be trouble sooner or later." Layla praised, "You did a great job."
"Thank you for the praise." Samuel nodded in thanks.
Layla looked at the menu. A steak alone cost over fifty dollars, and she couldn't even ‘order freely’ within $100.
"You can order whatever you like. I'll pay the bill."
"No. It’s supposed to be my treat."
"You treat, and I pay the bill, which is quite reasonable." Samuel chuckled, "Seeing you is the happiest thing for me. A dinner costing several hundred dollars is nothing."
Layla thought, 'It's so good to be rich.'
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