The Orphanage Opening

Three days later, the news of a new orphanage sponsored by the president spreads like wildfire.

Layla, seated in the living room of the estate, reads the headline with a mix of excitement and trepidation.

"The President's Orphanage," she murmurs, her perfectly manicured brows furrowing. "This is a huge opportunity."

She knows she can't miss this event - the president himself has extended a personal invitation to her and her group.

But her euphoria is short-lived as she remembers Malik's strict orders.

Layla pouts, her full lips forming a petulant expression. "I have to go, but Malik will be furious if I leave." She taps her perfectly manicured nails against the polished mahogany table, deep in thought.

Suddenly, her eyes light up. "Wait, Malik is leaving for a business trip in three days. That's just enough time!" She claps her hands together, a scheming grin spreading across her face.