Wendy was in some kind of trance where she thought it was all a joke. Layla seemed decent and trustworthy, how could she do such bad things?
It was something illogical that Wendy still didn't understand. It had nothing to do with her though, did it?
—I still don't understand why she's involving me? I'm just doing my job, and she's been very good to me,— said Wendy.
—Poor, sensitive Wendy. You should think more about your sick sister and less about your boss. She'll soon succeed and leave you out without any recognition. —
If she was so bad, why was everyone after her? Something about Margot's words didn't make sense to Wendy.
—So you want me to destroy Layla's reputation through the parade? It's absurd what you're asking me to do. I'm not going to do it! You're crazy,— Wendy replie
