Chapter 1100 You Only Think Of Me When You Need Something

• Olivia's expression turned cold, and the smile on her face took on a sharp edge as she looked at Layla. “Ms. Layla,” she said with an air of mockery, “as a teacher, shouldn't you know by now that what you're doing is wrong?”
• Layla's face flushed, then paled, as her emotions battled to stay in check. “I-I thought I'd explained this before,” she stammered, her excuses sounding weak even to her own ears.
• Olivia, far from being swayed, lowered her gaze and let out a small, dry laugh. “Did I agree to any of that?”