After stopping for an iced coffee, and a bagel, Clare headed over to the production studio, and was surprised that it wasn't open at the moment. "Mayb... I'm too early." She told herself, and noticed that there was someone moving around inside, through the slotted blinds that were put up. Trying the doorknob, Clare scolded herself for not trying it before, and set her things down, before looking towards the back of the office. "Hello?" She called out, and started to walk down the hall, when she. Layla was very glad it was being done that way ... for several reasons.First, she didn't think she could stand to go through that much emotion in a single day. Not the way Bob was ... helping her. Another reason she was glad it was being strung out was because, the way they were doing it, she really needed to have her lines memorized. That was because when Bob started doing things to her, she couldn't remember to look at the script.She thought about the third reason while she got dinner ready.. Seth ne apni attachi se koi 3 laakh rs. Ki rakm nikali, ek stamp lage kaagj pr sign karaye aur agrrement ho gaya ki main aur meri mom dono shaah ji ki company me kaam karenge.Usi din raat ko seth ne hame apne ghar bulaya jahan unki bibi aur beti bhi thi. Dinner vahin kiya.Seth ki beti ne bataya ki vo ‘ nude model ‘ h. . Shaukiya. .Seth ki beti kaa nam ‘kritikaa’ tha. To kritika ne kaha ki uski mom santaanheen dampatiyon ke liye ”breeding farm ‘ chalati h.Seth ne rahne ke liye hamen ek khali. ” He turned towards her. She was dressed in a long, sheer blue tunic that slid over her upper thighs, bound around her waist by a gold belt. The outfit was thin enough he could just make out the color of her ruby red nipples against her pale white skin. He smirked as he hefted a musty old blanket towards her. “Best bundle up.” She examined the blanket with her toe, scowling contemptuously as she did. “Ugh, I’ll be fine thank you. I don’t need to wrap myself in a dog blanket. Think I’d rather.