“Miss Xander, right now nothing matters more than your surgery. I’m sure that’s exactly what William would say, too,” Levi said gently, meeting her eyes.“Even if he were standing here right now, he wouldn’t want you getting involved in this.”Layla’s voice was already choked with emotion.“Mr. Lucas has done so much for me. And now he’s under all this public pressure because of me. If I don’t do something, I won’t be able to go into surgery with a clear conscience.“If I die on that operating table, the Xanders will use it as an excuse to stir up more trouble. They’ll say it was Mr. Lucas’s fault. They’ll say he killed me.“Dr. Young… if I die and this isn’t cleared up, I won’t be able to rest in peace.”Still holding out her hand, Layla pressed on, her tone stubborn but calm. “Please give me the phone.”Levi watched a single tear roll down her cheek, and it tugged at him hard.“Miss Xander,” he pleaded, “please listen to me. Let it go. Trust that William can handle this.”
“So... you knew William had taken Layla away this whole time?”“Yeah.”Sean leaned into the crook of Kiera’s neck, breathing in her scent like he was trying to fill some empty space inside himself.But no matter how tightly he held her, he couldn’t shake the image of William sliding a ring onto Layla’s finger.And then, as if on cue, Layla’s voice echoed in his mind—clear as day.“Sean Perry, I don’t love you anymore. I haven’t loved you in a long time!”A sudden surge of rage and jealousy crashed over him, swallowing him whole. How could she say that so easily? How could she just turn around and promise herself to someone else?He couldn’t accept it. And for a brief, terrifying moment, an awful thought crossed his mind. Maybe it would be better if she died in William’s hands. If he couldn’t have her, no one should.Kiera felt his arms tightening around her and let out a soft gasp. “Sean… you’re holding me too tight.”Snapped out of it, Sean quickly let go. “
At 2:30 p.m. the day before Thanksgiving, Layla was wheeled into the operating room. Around the corner in the hallway, Levi stood beside William.“Try not to worry,” Levi said softly. “She’s in the hands of a miracle doctor.”“The success rate is only thirty percent,” William replied flatly.He had asked Yuna directly. That was the most optimistic number she had given.He had nearly backed out right then until Yuna doused him with a cold, hard truth.“If she doesn’t have the surgery, her chance of survival is zero.”Now, her words still echoed in his ears.William’s expression darkened further as he stared at the tightly shut doors of the OR. He didn’t want to say another word.Levi sighed. “No matter what, at least she still has a chance.”He gave William’s shoulder a firm pat. “I’m heading in to get ready.”*Inside the operating room, Yuna stood beside Layla.“How are you feeling?” she asked.“Pretty calm,” Layla answered honestly.“You’re about to have your skull op
“Things are way better this year without her, aren’t they? Before Layla came back to the Xander family, this is exactly how we used to celebrate.”In Shane’s mind, Layla had always been a bug in the system—a glitch in the Xander family. Now that the bug was finally “fixed,” everything felt back to how it was supposed to be.Feeling good, he knocked back three more drinks in a row.The alcohol made him even more fired up.“I hope she never comes back! She’s seriously ill anyway, probably won’t make it much longer...”“That’s enough,” Mrs. Xander cut in, frowning. “Don’t say such unlucky things on a holiday.”“Come on, Mom, drop the act. We all should. Who at this table actually wants Layla to survive?”Shane let out a loud belch. “Sure, we’re related by blood, but she’s never truly been one of us—not once.“If she dies, it’ll be just like it was fourteen years ago. Back when Xena was twelve. We were doing just fine.”“You’re drunk.”Chris snapped, clearly annoyed, and shot
On Thanksgiving night, the sound of football and sitcom reruns buzzed from TVs across the country.“Shit!”Shane’s sudden outburst cut through the living room.Mrs. Xander jumped. “It’s Thanksgiving, for God’s sake. What’s with the yelling?”“No, seriously—check your phones. Layla just posted a farewell letter. It’s trending right now.”A farewell letter? A will?The words landed like a stone in everyone’s chest.They all knew she didn’t have much time left but seeing it written out, like a death notice, was still hard to accept.Mrs. Xander’s hands trembled so badly she nearly dropped her phone. Xena, more composed, went straight to the trending page.“Layla Xander’s Farewell Letter” was already trending fast.The top trending post came from Layla’s personal account. It was a scheduled farewell letter, accompanied by a photo of her lying in a hospital bed, bald but smiling.Her face was pale and sickly, yet carried a delicate, almost haunting beauty. Her eyes, clear and bri
The tide of public opinion turned instantly.Once again, the Xander family found themselves dragged to the center of a media firestorm.Xena almost couldn’t keep the corners of her lips from curling. The script was all too familiar. Once again, the Xander family had been outplayed by Layla.Who would have thought? Even in death, Layla was still protecting William.Xena sniffled softly, glancing around at the others with glassy eyes. “She never forgave us… not even at the end.”The implication was clear that this farewell letter wasn’t just a farewell, it was Layla’s final strike against the family.The storm brewing online? Exactly what she intended.The mood in the room shifted immediately. Grief gave way to anger.“She’s still coming after us—even in death!” Shane snarled, jaw clenched. “Why should we feel bad for her?”“But she’s gone…” Mrs. Xander murmured, wiping away her tears.“Mom, don’t kid yourself. She never cared about us. She only cared about William.” Shane s
At the police station, Kiera rushed through the doors and grabbed the nearest officer. “Where’s Sean Perry?”“Are you family?” the officer asked.“I’m his fiancée,” Kiera replied quickly.Just then, Chris stepped forward. “Hi, I’m here to pick up Shane Xander.”“You’re both just in time,” the officer said. “Come with me. You can take them home together.”He led them down the hallway. Chris glanced sideways at Kiera, quickly putting the pieces together. Shane and Sean must have gotten into a fight at a bar.It didn’t take long to find the two bruised and beaten men.“Chris!” Shane rushed over, looking pitiful. “Sean Perry sucker punched me! He’s out of his mind!”The stench of alcohol hit Chris like a wall. He frowned and stepped back. “You reek. How much did you drink?”“I just—”“You’re the one out of your mind!” Sean shouted. “Only a piece of garbage like you would go out drinking to celebrate your own sister’s death!”Sean lunged, but Kiera quickly grabbed him
“Let’s go back...” Kiera said through her tears as she looked at Sean. “You promised me you wouldn’t get involved with the Xander family again. Have you forgotten?”Kiera muttered softly, “Layla is already gone. Can’t you let it go?”She didn’t dare say that part out loud. She was afraid if Sean hesitated, that would be her answer.She gripped his hand tightly. “Let’s go home.”Seeing how anxious she looked, the anger in Sean’s eyes slowly faded. After a long silence, he finally said, “Okay.”As the two of them turned to leave hand in hand, Shane let out a mocking laugh. “Haha! Pretending to be some heartbroken lover when you’re nothing but a two-faced jerk.”“Shut up.” Chris snapped and shot Shane a warning glare.Kiera paused and looked back at Chris. “I’ll cover his medical bills. Just… please don’t come to Sean about this again.”“There’s no need,” Chris replied. “My brother was out of line. He deserved to be hit. Let’s just call it even.”He could tell what Kiera was t
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