Chapter 37: A "Good" Husband

Poppy was baffled by Layla's inexplicable allure that seemed to attract all the men around her. As Layla walked past Poppy, she shot her a cold, piercing look and issued a stern warning. "Just so you know, I'm not one to play games with. Cross me again, and you'll regret it." Layla said before taking Tristan's arm and leaving without a care in the world about what Poppy might say to Ashton. Feeling a surge of anger and frustration, Poppy watched them leave together, clenching her fists so tightly that her silver teeth felt in danger of being crushed. She couldn't make sense of it all. Layla could effortlessly capture the attention of good men and could seemingly have anything she desired. Meanwhile, Poppy struggled to break free from the constraints holding her back in the entertainment industry. A fierce determination rose within her, burning like wildfire and consuming her thoughts. "I think I've found the answer you were looking for, Mr. Hayes." After ending the call, Poppy