The Strongest Warrior’s Revenge

Chapter 16

In the headquarters building of the Taylorizon Group.

Originally, Taylorizon Group was a small company, and it even needed to rent an office building.

Now, it already boasted its own building in the heart of Brookspring's Central Business District.

It was all thanks to the continuous support from Horizon Group over the years.

Gavin, however, was oblivious to this point, since Vincent had undertaken this endeavor voluntarily and secretly.

Because Vincent knew that Layla was Gavin's fiancée.

At this precise moment, a young woman decked out in flat-soled shoes, denim jeans, and a pristine white shirt, found herself grappling with an abundance of crucial documents, firmly clutching them in both her hands. At the same time, she affixed her cell phone firmly to her ear with an anxious look, a delicate sheen of sweat forming on her forehead as she hastened her exit from the building. She reassured the woman on the other end of the line.

"Mom, please don't worry. I've just left the headquarters, and all the necessary information is ready. I won't miss today's bidding conference!"

The voice on the other end of the phone, however, was full of reproach.

"Don't call me 'Mom'! Remember, you're just an adopted girl of the Taylor family!

"And can't you hurry up a bit? If you're late, you'll be in big trouble!"

Layla heard the scolding from her mother, and her face bore a mixture of pain and helplessness.

But obviously, she had already been used to all of this.

She continued to say in a soft voice, "Mom, please calm down. I admit it was my fault, but I promise I won't be late. You can

trust me."

As Layla uttered these words, she faintly heard that someone called her name from behind.

"Layla!"

Hearing the voice, Layla froze in place at once.

And meanwhile, her pupils were dilated instantly.

Layla had heard her name from countless people in this world.

However, no voice had eyer sounded as exquisite as the one she had just heard since it was the voice that she had dreamed of hearing for ten long years.

Her mother continued to berate her on the phone.

But Layla turned her head slowly as if she had ceased to hear the scold from her mother.

Then, she paused all of a sudden.

With a clatter, the stack of documents in her hands all tumbled to the ground at once.

And her cell phone, still clipped to her ear, landed with a resounding splat as well.

The next second.

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"Ah!"

Layla let out a scream with excitement.

Her piercing scream was filled with excitement, surprise, and joy as if she had regained the thing she once lost.

The surrounding onlookers all glanced at Layla with curiosity as if she were a madwoman.

Yet, Layla did not care about the stares of the people around her, as tears streamed uncontrollably from her eyes. With open arms, she sprinted forward as if possessed.

A loud thud resounded as she collided with the figure of her dreams.

That dreamy figure was none other than Gavin.

In that instant, Gavin also appeared somewhat lost in thought.

He gently enfolded Layla in his arms.

He thought that Layla had already moved on with her life during the past ten years.

However, it was now evident that Layla had been patiently waiting for him all this time.

In Gavin's eyes, a profound love also shone.

And right now, he could already clearly feel that his own clothes had been soaked by Layla's tears.

Finally, Gavin tightly embraced Layla in his arms.

"Gavin... Gavin....

"I knew you weren't dead. I knew you weren't dead...

"Gavin, you're finally back. I'm not dreaming again, am I? Are you back to marry me?"

Gavin didn't expect that Layla's first question after seeing him would be about marrying her.

It was evident that Layla's love for him hadn't waned over the years.

Gavin felt the warmth from Layla's body, and his eyes also slightly welled up as he slowly spoke.

"Yes, Layla. I've come back to marry you. I've come back to marry you..."

Gavin repeated it twice.

Facing Layla's infatuation and deep love for him, of course, he wouldn't let her down!

The two of them embraced each other tightly while Layla kept crying in Gavin's arms. It was hard to tell how long it lasted.

At this moment, Zoe's voice interrupted from the side all of a sudden.

"Layla, I don't know who it is, but he's been calling you many times."

After hearing Zoe's voice, Gavin's and Layla's attention finally shifted to Zoe.

Zoe had already gathered Layla's scattered documents and the dropped cell phone in her arms without them noticing.

Seeing this, Layla thought of something at once and spoke loudly.

"Oh, no!

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"There's a very important bidding conference today! I need to rush back home right now!"

Layla took the thick file and cell phone from Zoe's arms in a hurry.

At the same time, Gavin gently pinched Layla's cheek and said, "It's okay. Business is important. You can go ahead and take

care of it.."

However, before he could finish his sentence, Layla reached out and grabbed Gavin's hand at once while saying.

"No!

"Gavin, you're coming home with me!

"My mom and dad will be so happy to see you back!

"For the past ten years, they've been trying to marry me off every day. Now that you, who is supposed to marry me, are back. they can finally stop pressuring me every day, just like they used to." As she said this, a hint of sadness passed through Layla's eyes.

However, Gavin could discern some underlying bad implications in Layla's words, and his brows slightly furrowed.

He knew that Layla was actually just an adopted daughter of the Taylor family.

An adopted daughter held a certain status, serving as a tool to forge connections of interest within such a family.

At that time, the Taylor family had asked Layla to enter into a marriage contract with himself, with the intention of strengthening their ties to the Clifford family.

It was fortunate that Gavin didn't have any unusual fetishes. He liked Layla and thought Layla was the best. They were deeply in love with each other.

But now, the Clifford family had disappeared, and Gavin himself also vanished ten years ago.

Even if Layla's parents wanted to marry her to someone else, Gavin was concerned that they might not want to let Layla marry him now. Thinking of this, Gavin could read from Layla's expression that she hadn't had an easy time in the Taylor family during the past ten years. Gavin nodded and said, "Alright, I'll go back with you."

Layla looked at Gavin, who had agreed to come back with her, and nodded her head happily, her smile growing even brighter.

In the Taylor Villa.

An anxious young man stood outside of the Taylor Villa. He was wearing a very formal suit, and the hair on top of his head. glistened with hair wax.

At the same time, Layla's vehicle slowly pulled up at the entrance of the Taylor Villa.

And the young man rushed over with quick steps.

He then scolded Layla, who had just stepped out of the car.

"You bitch! Do you know what time it is? The bidding conference starts in half an hour. Why are

you just getting back now?"

Bitch?

How could such a word be used in the Taylor family?

But Layla seemed accustomed to the way the other person addressed her and replied softly.

"Elliott, I'm so sorry. There was a delay on the road, and I...

Layla hadn't finished her sentence when she felt a gust of wind near her ears.

And then a figure appeared in front of her all of a sudden. It was none other than Gavin.

In the next moment, Gavin raised his hand and delivered a powerful slap to Layla's cousin's face.

"Slap!"

With a loud sound, Layla's cousin was sent flying through the air, describing a graceful arc before landing heavily on the ground.

"Pift..." A mouthful of blood, along with two teeth, was expelled.