Layla and Mary saw the kid heading toward Layla and grabbing her collar, but none moved to get out of his way.
Layla was confident that this kid would not be able to hurt her.
Just as she expected, the kid's mother noticed what he was trying to do, and she quickly pulled him back with a terrified look on her face.
"Liam, what are you doing? You need to let go of her right now. Behaving like this will not bring your father back."
The mother quickly scolded her son before she made him let go of Layla.
Layla had to admit that Liam had quite a grip on him. He flexed his hand to get rid of the phantom sensation in his hand, and his eyes looked angry enough to devour Layla and her maid.
"Stop lying to me! My father is not dead, and I will prove it to you. Just wait and watch! My father will come back to us-"
"And then he will be killed by some other noble because of his trade or to shut his mouth. But oh well, it is not my problem, right?"
