Layla was not a clueless child. She glanced at the woman who followed her in with the corner of her eyes. She did not know this person at all, so why would she claim that there was something she needed from Layla?

Layla relieved herself and swiftly pulled her pants back up.

"Don't be nervous, Layla. I'm not a bad person," the woman immediately started talking once Layla was dressed. "I am sent by Elliot."

Layla instantly lowered her defenses at the mention of Elliot. Though she did not officially admit that Elliot was her father, he had been nice to her; at the very least, she believed that Elliot wouldn't hurt her.

She sighed a breath of relief and said, "you scared me, Auntie! Why did Elliot sent you here to look for me? Why didn't he just contact me directly? I saw him just yesterday!"

Guilt flashed by the woman's eyes. "It's more of an important matter and it's peculiar, so he was worried that he might scare you if he talked to you directly; that's why he told me to come inste