#Chapter55
Layla’s POV
/"You have got to be fucking kidding me!/" I shouted over the phone. I didn't care about their reaction at this point, because they were pushing all my last buttons.
/"Ma'am, you need to calm down/" the person over the phone said in a calm voice. Of course they could be calm.
/"CALM DOWN!?/" I shouted once again.
/"Don't you fucking dare tell me to calm down?/" I snapped angrily.
/"We will try to get everything done before the deadline/" the person spoke once again. They were trying to reassure me and were failing terribly.
/"Try? No you will not try. You will get this shit fucking sorted out before-/" I was cut off when they hang up the phone on me.
/"Did they just-/" I spoke out loud to no one in particular.
No, no, no. I must be imagining this. There was no way that they just hang up the phone on me.
You know what I think I will just go by the store and give them a piece of my mind.