Shane raised his voice. “She must be feeling smug right now, thinking she’s won.” “Enough.” Chris’s patience was wearing thin. He turned to Layla, his gaze firm. “Now that I’ve brought you back, I won’t let you leave again. Just focus on recovering.” “Let me go!” Layla repeated stubbornly, her eyes dark and filled with defiance. “Let you go so you can keep running around with other men and dragging the Xander family name through the mud?” Mr. Xander demanded, his voice cutting. “You may not care about your reputation, but we do!” His glare deepened as he spat out his next words. “I’m telling you now, you’re not walking out of this house today! You don’t want to die at home? Too bad—I won’t let you have your way!” At that moment, everything clicked for Layla. They never truly cared about her well-being. Bringing her home wasn’t about helping her recover—it was about saving face. It had nothing to do with her health, her future, or their so-called "family
Thirty minutes later, William strode into the banquet hall, his presence carrying a chilling weight. Without hesitation, he headed straight for the stage and, in one swift motion, snatched the violin from the musician’s hands. The music came to an abrupt stop. Laughter and chatter died down as all eyes turned toward the stage. A murmur of shock rippled through the crowd as they recognized him.What was the infamous William Lucas doing here?“Apologies for the interruption,” William said, his deep voice cutting through the silence. “I’m looking for someone. Has anyone seen Miss Layla Xander?” The moment his words fell, whispers erupted from the guests below. “Layla Xander? The Xander family's daughter? She’s here?” “Look at him—he seems desperate to find her. What’s going on?” *Scarlett rushed onto the stage, barely squeezing through the sea of murmurs. Her expression was laced with frustration. “William, what the hell are you doing? Are you trying to make
Over the next few days, Chris needed to get through to Layla and convince her to stay.As long as she was willing to stay, William wouldn’t be able to just take her away by force. “Don’t worry, I’ll handle it. Besides, Layla is my sister. It’s only natural that I brought her back.” Chris’s voice grew more resolute. “Even if William shows up at our door, he has no right to take her, and I’m not afraid of him.” After reassuring his anxious friend, Chris ended the call. Just then, Xena approached, concern evident in her eyes. “Is William giving you trouble?” Chris turned around and smiled gently. “No, you don’t have to worry.” But Xena still looked uneasy. “If anything happens, don’t carry the burden alone. Bringing Layla home was a decision we all made. We’ll face it together.” Hearing her speak so sensibly, Chris couldn’t help but compare her to Layla. One was considerate and understanding, while the other acted as if the whole family owed her something. The
Chris hesitated for a moment before finally speaking. “Layla, I’ll get your medicine—but you’re not leaving this house.” Since yesterday, William’s men had been searching everywhere for Layla. If he went straight to Levi, it would be like walking into a trap. He needed to find another way. Layla didn’t know what was going through his mind. The only thing she heard was “medicine”, and that alone was enough to make her exhale in relief. “You can have the medicine.” Mr. Xander’s voice cut through the room, his expression unreadable. There was a flicker of concern in his eyes, but his tone remained firm.“But you have to agree to two conditions. First, you cut all ties with William. Second, you go to Mr. Perry Sr. and plead on Xena’s behalf so she can keep her child.” His gaze darkened. “If you don’t agree, you won’t be getting any medicine today.” Mrs. Xander’s face paled. “Honey, you can’t do this! Layla is in so much pain—just let her take the medicine first. Whatever
“Layla, why are you making things so difficult for yourself? You’re sick. You should’ve just behaved, but instead, you decided to rebel.“If you had just stepped aside and let me have Sean, then quietly died in bed, none of this would’ve happened. At least you would’ve lived a little longer.” Her lips curled into a smirk. “But now? You brought this on yourself.” Xena let out a soft laugh, as if enjoying a private joke. “Once you’re dead, I’ll marry Sean with my child in tow. The entire Xander family will rely on me to keep their status afloat.” Her voice dropped into a whisper. “It won’t be long before they forget they ever had a daughter named Layla.” She clicked her tongue in mock pity. “You really are hard to kill, though. Surviving those two lowlifes and still making it back here? I have to admit, I didn’t see that coming.” Layla gritted her teeth, her fingers digging into the edge of the bed, desperately trying to maintain her composure. Her voice was hoar
Mr. Xander led the family upstairs. But when they reached the room, they found it completely empty. He froze. “No… no way…” Stunned, Mr. Xander turned sharply to Xena, grabbing her by the arm. “Weren’t you watching her? Where is she?” Xena trembled, her voice barely above a whisper. She didn’t even dare to meet William’s gaze.“I… I let her go…” “What?!” Mr. Xander’s eyes widened in fury. “How could you let her go?!” “Dad…” Xena’s eyes filled with tears. “She kept begging me to let her leave when she woke up. I couldn’t bear it.” “You—” Enraged, Mr. Xander shoved Xena toward Mrs. Xander, then turned to William. “Mr. Lucas, as you can see, Layla is already gone.” But William’s eyes never left Xena. “You’re coming with me.” Xena’s face drained of color. “Mr. Lucas, she really left! If you go back now, she’s probably already waiting for you at Luxe Villa…” William didn’t respond. Beside him, Mike immediately stepped forward and dragged Xena aw
For a brief moment, Xena truly thought she was going to die at William’s hands. But just as she was on the verge of suffocation, he let go. She gasped for air, chest rising and falling violently. The sharp, metallic taste of blood spread in her throat—it hurt to even breathe. “If anything happens to her, you’ll die with her.” His words weren’t a threat. They were a cold, emotionless statement of fact. Xena’s terror spiked. She knew he meant it. No! Layla couldn’t die! Desperate, Xena blurted out, “Mr. Lucas, I don’t know where she was heading, but I saw which direction she went!” William’s piercing gaze locked onto her. “Show me.” *The night was eerily silent as an old van rumbled along a narrow, uneven road, surrounded by towering, two-meter-high wild grass. Inside the van, Layla stirred awake, her head no longer throbbing as violently. The sedative Xena had injected into her had dulled the pain but now, clarity set in. She remained still
At the hospital, Layla slowly opened her eyes, momentarily disoriented by the stark white walls.For a moment, it felt like a dream—like she couldn't tell what was real anymore.“Where… am I?” Her voice was hoarse and scratchy. “You’re awake?” William’s hand instantly gripped hers, his voice urgent. “Do you feel any discomfort?” “I…” Layla instinctively tried to move—only to suck in a sharp breath of pain. “Ahh—” “Don’t move.” William gently pressed her down, his voice soft yet firm. “You have two fractured bones and a stab wound in your abdomen. You need complete rest.” Layla’s brows furrowed slightly as she murmured, “So it wasn’t a dream. Xena really tried to kill me.” William didn’t catch her words. “What?” Before she could answer, a chaotic commotion erupted outside. The door was pushed open, and a group of people forced their way into the room despite the guards’ attempts to stop them. Sean rushed straight to her bedside, his face fu
During the celebration dinner, Layla received a call from Jenny.Since it was too noisy inside, Layla grabbed her phone and stepped out into the hallway, finding a quieter corner before answering. “Miss Jasper.”“Did you forget you even have a mentor?” Jenny half-scolded. “Something this big happens, and you didn’t even think to tell me? I had to find out online!“If I don't mean anything to you anymore, then stop thinking of me as your mentor,” she huffed.“Don’t say that,” Layla said quickly, her voice warm and coaxing. “I just didn’t want you to worry. And honestly, it’s a complicated situation. I didn’t want you getting dragged into it.“Besides, it’s not that serious. I’ve been handling it fine. If I ever hit a wall, you’d be the first person I’d call.“You’re not just my mentor. You’re my safety net. You’re my strength.”“Alright, enough,” Jenny said, laughing despite herself. “That silver tongue of yours—how am I supposed to stay mad at you?”She had stormed into the con
Fabian muttered under his breath, “Weren't you crushing on Mr. Lucas before?”“Nope! I’m all about Miss Xander now!” Diana declared, purposely raising her voice so Layla could hear her loud and clear. “Smart, capable women are the real deal! Who wouldn’t be smitten?”Layla chuckled. “I’ll gladly accept your admiration.”“Aaah! She accepted it! Did you hear that? I knew it! Women really are the best!” Diana squealed in excitement, practically bouncing in place. Fabian could only shake his head and gently push her away, then hurried to wrap up the call with Layla.*As the promotional video’s popularity exploded, the calls started pouring in that very afternoon.Most of them came from the mentors, artists, and family friends that Jenny had once introduced to her. They had only just found out about the troubles Layla’s studio had been facing, after seeing the video hit the trending charts.Normally, those artists lived in their own world, blissfully detached from outside news.
Scarlett was curled up on the sofa, scrolling through her phone. She had just finished watching the entire promotional video when she muttered, “Looks like a great place to walk around.”“Not bad,” William replied without even looking up.Scarlett shot him a look and said, a little sharply, “Your dad ended up in the hospital because you ran off with Layla to the south.“I’m not saying you can’t go travel and clear your head, but you can’t be following a woman around like that. It doesn't sound good if people start talking, you know?”William furrowed his brows and was about to respond when Scarlett added, “How about this? Next time you want to follow her somewhere, bring me along. If people see a mother and son traveling together, it’ll look a whole lot better than making it seem like you're chasing after her.”Feeling quite pleased with her own cleverness, Scarlett nodded in satisfaction. “I usually only travel abroad, but clearly, there are plenty of beautiful places right here
“Who exactly was hiding something?” Kiera only muttered the words in her heart. On the surface, she kept her tone casual and said, “I was watching a promotional video Miss Xander produced. I didn’t want you to get the wrong idea if you saw it.“If you don’t believe me, take a look for yourself.”As she spoke, Kiera handed her phone to Sean, her expression calm and composed.Sean frowned slightly. “Layla Xander? Isn’t her studio the one Mr. Lucas Sr. basically shut down?”“You seem pretty up to date on her situation,” Kiera said with a half-smile. “Here I thought you didn’t know anything.”“I just... heard about it. Everyone in the circle has,” Sean said, clearly uncomfortable, avoiding her gaze. “She crossed the Lucas family. Of course she was going to end up like this. When she first came back, everyone was talking about her, but in the end, all it took was one word from Mr. Lucas Sr. and her studio couldn’t land a single project.”“Is that so?” Kiera tightened her grip on
Kiera had always played the part of the gentle, obedient wife.But right now, the cold sarcasm in her eyes made Sean feel like he was looking at a stranger.Sean sobered up a little in an instant. “What the hell are you talking about?” he snapped. “All I did was ask you to play the harp. Do you really have to twist it into something so ugly?”He huffed and continued, “Mr. Zimmer has sent us quite a few projects over the years. I know he’s into classical music, so I thought bringing you tonight might give you two something to talk about.“How was I supposed to know that asking you to play one song would feel like pulling teeth? You refused to drink, which was fine, but then you just sat there with that sour face. Who would even dare start a conversation with you like that? Anyone watching would have thought I treat you like garbage at home.”Grumbling, Sean let go of her arm and leaned back against the car door, putting distance between them.To his surprise, Kiera didn’t move clo
“I’ve heard Mrs. Perry plays the harp,” someone across the round table suddenly said. It was Mr. Zimmer, one of the business partners. “There happens to be one here tonight. Mrs. Perry, would you mind playing a piece for us?”“This…” Kiera hesitated, but before she could reply, Sean jumped in with a smile, “Of course not. My wife plays beautifully. Tonight’s the perfect chance for everyone to enjoy it.”Hearing that, Kiera’s heart sank.It was rare for Sean to ask her to attend a business dinner. In all their time married, this was the first time he had willingly brought her into one of his work events.If she didn’t already know better, she might have been flattered, maybe even excited to join him.But she knew too much. She could see right through him. When something felt this out of the ordinary, there was always a hidden reason. Still, she smiled and nodded. “Sure, I’d be happy to.”A few minutes later, the restaurant staff wheeled in a harp and set it up in the private di
From the moment Mr. Xander stepped through the door, his face was clouded with anger. He didn’t even bother putting on a friendly face for Felix like he normally would.It wasn’t until Felix left after dinner that Xena finally approached her father. “Dad, did you go see my sister today?”“She’s no sister of yours! There’s no place in this family for someone as heartless as her!”Furious, Mr. Xander slammed his hand against the table, the loud thud making Xena flinch.Mrs. Xander rushed over to shield her daughter. “Easy, don’t scare her. She’s pregnant, remember?”“I’m fine, Mom.” Xena lowered her gaze, looking guilty. “Dad only lost his temper because of me. Maybe we should just drop it. I’ll talk to Felix myself. I’ll keep the baby, and we’ll figure the rest out later.”“What are you saying? You can’t have that baby now!”Mrs. Xander immediately objected. “Even if you two get married afterward, people will still talk! If the baby comes before the wedding, everyone will trea
“If you don’t like it here,” William said coolly, “the elevator’s just to the right.”Scarlett was fuming. Just a few words in and she was already being shown the door? Was she not even allowed to speak?And she hadn’t even said anything bad about Layla. She was just feeling protective of her precious son. Was that so wrong?For the rest of the time, Scarlett sat stiffly on the couch, clutching her glass of water and sipping from it every now and then. William sat across from her on another sofa, silently scrolling through his phone.Neither of them spoke. The only sound in the apartment came from the kitchen, where the soft clatter of cooking echoed faintly.Soon, the scent of food filled the air.Scarlett couldn’t help glancing toward the kitchen. Through the frosted glass, she could only make out the blur of Layla’s figure. Doubts crept into her mind. “Could Layla’s cooking actually be edible?” she wondered.After all, she was still a woman who had grown up with a silver sp
Layla braced herself as she welcomed William and Scarlett into her apartment. After a quick round of small talk, she headed into the kitchen with the groceries.She had just started unpacking when she heard William call from behind, “Need a hand with anything?”“No, I—”She was about to turn him down, but then thought of Mr. Xander and hesitated. Instead, she handed him a bag of snap peas. “Help me trim these.”“Sure.”William stepped up beside her without hesitation. As he got to work, she lowered her voice. “How’s Grandpa Perry doing?”“He’s fine,” William replied, eyeing her curiously. “Why are you suddenly asking about him?”“Gerald Xander came to see me today. He wants to meet with Grandpa Perry.”Layla said her father’s name without a trace of emotion, as if she were talking about a stranger.William glanced over at her. “Did he give you any trouble?”“Not really. He can barely walk straight, can’t argue, and definitely can’t catch up to me. What else is he going to do