After safely dropping Layla off at Luxe Villa, Carter sent a message to William to update him. On the other end, William glanced at his phone, his expression calm and unreadable. “Sean’s company hasn’t issued new shares like we expected.” The assistant placed the investigation report in front of William. “Xena made a personal investment to temporarily stabilize Sean’s company.“The amount was significant—too large for her to have pulled together on her own. So, I looked into her financial records and found that a foreign account transferred the funds to her not long ago.”The assistant gave a slight nod. “However, the account has a high level of security, and I wasn’t able to uncover any further details.”“Interesting. Looks like Xena isn’t as simple as she seems.” William rested his hand on the report, tapping his fingers idly against the pages. Their original plan had counted on Sean buckling under the pressure, forcing him to issue new shares to raise capital. That
Mr. Xander let out a long sigh. “Let’s just consider it our family’s way of compensating him.” Seeing that he had relented, Xena beamed with excitement and threw her arms around him, playfully acting spoiled. “I knew you were the most understanding dad ever!” *A week later, the news reached Layla. The call came from Sean’s assistant. Layla had personally recruited him into the company, and he knew better than anyone that the company’s success over the years was largely due to her. He had hesitated for a long time before finally deciding to report the situation to her. “Layla… do you regret it?” Back then, she had been so firm about splitting the shares. Now, that decision had given Xena the perfect opportunity to swoop in and become the company’s largest shareholder. Unlike Layla, who had worked in the background, Xena could now openly stand by Sean’s side, managing the company with him. The assistant couldn’t help but feel frustrated on Layla’s behalf, whi
When they arrived at the dessert shop, Carter eagerly followed a viral food review to make sure they ordered the best items. He then grinned proudly at Layla. “Sis, I guarantee you’ll love this!” Layla chuckled. “Then I’ll thank you in advance.” Living at Luxe Villa was peaceful, almost too peaceful. No one could bother her, but sometimes, it felt a little too quiet. William was always out early and back late, and since Layla had been resting to recover, sleeping early and waking up late, they barely crossed paths. Luckily, Carter visited whenever he had free time, keeping her from feeling completely suffocated in the massive mansion. Tonight’s meal was on her—no question about it. With that in mind, she took the opportunity to slip away to the register while Carter was in the restroom, intending to pay the bill. As she turned around, she bumped into someone. Just as she was about to apologize, a familiar cologne filled her senses. Layla’s expression froze.
Overwhelmed by emotion, Sean finally lost control. He strode over to Layla’s table, slammed his hands down, and leaned in close, eyes locked onto hers. “Having fun?” Layla didn’t even flinch. “Watching my ex go on a blind date? Pretty entertaining, actually.” "Ex." That single word hit Sean like a punch to the gut. His jaw clenched as he grabbed her wrist, his grip tightening. “How far are you going to take this? Do you even realize you almost destroyed the company?” Layla blinked. “Excuse me?” Wasn’t he the one who had nearly tanked his own company? Cutting corners, forcing violent evictions—those were all his brilliant decisions. None of it had anything to do with her. Her expression turned cold as she looked him dead in the eye. “Sean, do you ever get tired of barking at people like a rabid dog?” “Haha.” Sean let out a sharp laugh, his eyes filled with anger. “Still playing innocent? If it weren’t for you running to William, how else would he have known
Layla barely had an appetite, despite the dessert shop’s well-earned reputation. Noticing her mood, Carter didn’t push her to stay any longer and drove her back to Luxe Villa early. As she stepped out of the car, he hesitated before asking, “Sis, are you upset with Uncle William because of what Sean said?” “No.” Layla shook her head. “Just drive safe on your way back.” With that, she turned and walked toward the villa without looking back. Carter could only sigh and lower his head to send William a quick message, giving him a brief rundown of what had happened at the dessert shop. The message was delivered, but William only glanced at it before the sound of the front door opening pulled his attention away. At the entrance, Layla changed into her slippers and glanced at the shoe cabinet. A pair of men’s dress shoes sat neatly in place. He’s back early today. She entered the living room and met William’s gaze. Neither of them spoke. The air between them w
“Mind your own business.” Carter shoved his hands into his pockets, his usual carefree attitude on full display. “You should focus on Sean instead. If you're not careful, one of these blind dates might actually work out, and then you’ll be out of the picture.” Xena’s expression darkened. “What did you just say?” “Oh, you didn’t know?” Carter chuckled. “Guess that says a lot. A huge thing like this, and Sean didn’t even bother telling you.” Xena’s face turned even paler. “That’s impossible. Sean wouldn’t go on a blind date.” “Why not? I saw it with my own eyes. And really, what do I gain from lying to you?” Carter smirked, raising a teasing eyebrow. “Believe it or don’t. It doesn’t matter to me.” With that, he turned and strolled away, leaving Xena standing frozen in place, her hands clenched into fists. She knew Sean well enough to be sure that he wouldn’t agree to a blind date—not at a time like this. That only meant one thing. His mother, Susan, must have s
“That’s right! My sister is the ultimate lifesaver!” Carter strode up beside Layla, only then noticing her tightly shut eyes. He couldn’t help but chuckle. “Sis, relax. We’re all decent people here.” He had only been joking earlier, but apparently, Layla had taken his words at face value. “Uncle William had some friends over for a card game, and he’s been wiping the floor with them. At this rate, they’ll be lucky to leave with their boxers still on.”Layla’s expression went blank for a moment. She opened her eyes and shot Carter a glare. Carter only laughed harder. “Let me introduce you.” He pointed casually around the room. “This is Ivan Dixon, that’s Wilson Harris, and I assume you already know Dr. Levi Young.” Their last names alone were enough to trace them back to their influential families.They were from the Four Great Families of North City. The Lucas family stood at the top, followed by the Dixon, Harris, and Young families.In their world, high society
An hour passed. Layla had warmed up to Ivan and the others, chatting and playing effortlessly. Watching her, William’s gaze darkened slightly. She had just won another round and was eager to continue when a firm grip locked around her wrist. Before she could react, she was pulled to her feet. “It's late. Time to go home.” With that, William casually slung his suit jacket over his shoulder and led Layla out of the lounge. As the two of them disappeared through the doorway, Ivan raised an eyebrow. “Is William actually starting to fall for someone?” “Have you ever seen him in a bad mood over a woman?” Wilson countered. They had all grown up together and knew William’s temperament inside and out. He was always calm, cautious, and impossible to read.He had always seemed above worldly desires—untouchable, composed, as if love and lust had no place in his world.Yet tonight, the moment William walked in, they could tell something was off. And as soon as Layla appear
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