Viscount Emmerich was a tough nut to crack. He did not back down from using Duke Lockhart's name, and he even tried to make sense of the situation in a way that would intimidate a kid.
'If only I were a kid, I would have run away from here as soon as possible. But my adult mind can see that Viscount Emmerich is panicking as well. A little more push, and he will fold.'
Layla crossed her legs and put her hands under her face to give herself an even more intimidating look.
The Viscount flinched, a clear sign of fear before he regained his composure. He had a child before him, not someone he needed to fear. He did not even realize that he was fearful.
"What do you want, kid? Name your price and go! Is it money? Toys? Support? I'm willing to pay it all if you leave me alone."
Viscount Emmerich finally relented, but none of this was what Layla wanted from him.
