Chapter 160 A Mere Maid

The instinct to survive kept Lila going as she clung to the wall and forced herself upright. Staggering to the door, she threw all her strength into ramming the old door in. With an audible click, it locked into place. The moment she did it, her strength nearly gave out, but she didn't dare stop. She turned at once and lurched toward the tiny window that was letting in a sliver of light. The window was set on the high side. In her current state, there was no way she could climb up to it. Lila glanced around and fixed her gaze on a small, dusty wooden table in the corner. Gritting her teeth, she strained to push the table beneath the window. The table legs scraped across the floor with a harsh squeal. … Meanwhile, at the Hart residence's banquet hall, the lavish banquet was still ongoing. However, a thread of impatience had already begun to permeate the air. When the much-anticipated Layla left her seat and didn't return, the partners and reporters the Harts had invited assum