Chapter 839

Upon hearing Sheena inquire about her face, the girl instinctively covered the bandaged cheek with her hand. "Ms. Lawson, my name is Layla Walker. I injured my left cheek a couple of days ago when I fell downstairs. But rest assured, Ms. Lawson, it won't affect my work, and the wound will heal soon," Layla explained. Her voice sounded hoarse and somewhat unpleasant. Sheena, still cradling the Adora, gently cooed and rocked her. She averted her gaze from Layla, saying calmly, "You're not suitable. You can leave." Lionel moved to escort Layla out, but she remained rooted to the spot, unwilling to accept Sheena's decision. "Ms. Lawson, you didn't even ask about my professional qualifications. Are you rejecting me because of my looks? Are you judging people solely based on appearances?" Layla challenged, her tone defiant. Sheena frowned slightly, raising her head again to meet Layla's eyes. Sensing Sheena's growing anger, Lionel hurried to pull Layla away. "What are you s