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Layla adjusts her clothing to cover herself and gets off Jake's lap and walks back to the kitchen to grab her plate, totally ignoring the obnoxious siblings in the room. Walking back to Jake's side and sits down like nothing happened. Jake follows her lead and starts eating casually. Wendy stands in front of the dining table. "Where is my food?" Layla looks up and smirks. "There is a deconstructed version in the fridge" "Well then cook it for me" Layla sits up straight and looks at Wendy. "And why should I?" "Ohh I am sorry, I thought you were brought in as a slave for the jade pack. I can't see any other purpose for you being here. The very least you can do is fulfill your purpose" Just as Jake is about to reprimand her, Layla grabs his hand and squeezes it. This is h