Chapter 69

Clara's POV

She could get any information, and she'd find a way to turn it into an evil plot.

My phone rang, stopping Layla from finishing her plan.

"It's Derek," I answered, staring at my screen.

I couldn't help but feel a bit of excitement.

"Answer it," Layla spoke.

I paused for a moment before answering the call. "Hello," I replied with a cough.

"Hi," Derek answered, mirroring my excitement. "I asked around, and Marcus said you weren't coming in today because you are sick. Are you feeling alright?" He asked.

"I'm okay, it's just morning sickness. I was vomiting constantly this morning, and I felt a bit lightheaded, but I'm much better now," I lied.

"Okay," Derek answered, letting out a sigh. I could tell he was relieved. "I hope it wasn't because of what you ate last night." He spoke.

"No, not at all." I cut him off. "The food was delicious," I answered.

Layla sent me a signal to hang up the phone. She was very persistent in her request, and she shot me a glare.

"I was just..."

"Li