Chapter Fifty Five: Who's Who: Mistress or True Mate?

He endured Layla's chatters. So, when she asked for a bathroom break. He was all too happy to grant her request. He needed a break from her. He knew she was deliberately doing that to rile him up, but he wasn't giving in to her tactics. He had approached Alpha Canaan on her behalf as he couldn't watch while she starved herself to death. Victor decided then that he wouldn't budge if she tried to venture down that path; he would turn a blind eye to her. He stood at the entrance of the hall, leading to the women's bathroom. He brought out his phone and called Luther while he waited for Layla to finish her bathroom break. "Hello, big brother," Luther's voice emitted from the phone with a smile in his voice. Victor's gaze narrowed in suspicion. "Where are you?" "Working." "You're never as happy as that about work. Where are you, Luther?" "Okay. You got me. I'm having a couple of drinks. I need to chill a little." "Drive back here to cover your shift, Luther." "There are still a