All Chapters of The CEO’s Obsession: Layla, You’re Not Allowed to Die: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Layla held up her phone for Carter to see, a knowing smile tugging at her lips. “Looks like the fish took the bait.” “That fast?” Carter’s eyes lit up with excitement. “Damn, if I’d known, I would’ve come back sooner! My acting skills would’ve been put to good use!”“If you came back earlier, Xena would’ve still been under police investigation. There wouldn’t have been a chance for her to make that call.”Carter scratched his head. “Good point. They needed time to track him down. If we said we found him too soon, Xena wouldn’t have bought it.”Layla tucked her phone away. “We still need to keep an eye on Xena. If she senses something’s off, she might panic and pull something reckless.”“Exactly!” Carter glanced at the clock on the wall and frowned. “She made the call a while ago, but she still hasn’t come back? I’ll have someone check the restroom.”He turned to the bodyguards outside the door. “Go see if she’s in the bathroom.”Half an hour later, a bodyguard rushed back,

“She was the one who chose to kneel. From start to finish, I never forced her.“And let’s be real—those legs belong to her, don’t they? If she wanted to stop, I wouldn’t have stopped her. But she insisted on playing the victim, and now she’s played herself right into losing her own child. Who else is there to blame?“We’re all adults here. She made a choice, and choices come with consequences.”Layla turned to Xena, a faint, almost taunting smile on her lips. “Didn’t you say that whatever happened, you’d take full responsibility? Those were your own words, weren’t they?”Xena froze, staring blankly at Layla, as if unable to process how effortlessly she had deflected the blame.Seeing Layla’s indifference, Mr. Xander seethed, his chest tightening. “Your sister just lost her child, and you have the nerve to stand here making sarcastic remarks? Do you even have a heart?!”Layla flashed a brilliant smile. “I don’t know, Mrs. Xander—did you remember to give me one when you gave birth

“You…!” Mr. Xander was furious, his fists clenching so tightly his knuckles turned white. “Fine. I see how it is. You’ve grown wings and forgotten where you came from! We should’ve never brought you back in the first place!” “Layla, why are you still so stubborn?!” Mrs. Xander sobbed, her entire body trembling. “What does the Xander family owe you?!” Owe? Wasn’t she simply asking for what was supposed to be hers? A father’s love. A mother’s care. A sibling’s protection. Were those things she was supposed to beg for? Layla’s chest tightened with bitterness, but her smile only grew colder. “It’s not me who refuses to change. It’s you.” There was no point in arguing anymore. Layla made up her mind, her voice steady and unwavering. “I’m not letting Xena off the hook. There’s nothing to discuss.” “Fine.” Chris’s gaze turned ice-cold. “If this is how you want it, then the Xander family won’t back down either. We’ll make sure Xena gets justice.” Layla let o

“I…” Xena bit her lip, fear creeping into her voice. “I thought everything was going smoothly. I didn’t expect to fall into their trap. You have to help me.” “Layla is already as good as dead.” The man’s voice was low and cold. “All you had to do was wait. She’ll be gone soon enough. And you couldn’t even manage that? Pathetic.” Xena scrambled to explain. “I know I was too impatient! But help me this once, and I promise—I’ll listen to you from now on. I’ll do whatever you say.” Silence. Xena’s heart pounded in her chest, her grip tightening around the phone. If he refused, she had no one else left to turn to. Then, finally, he spoke. “He’s already taken care of.” The man's voice was low and chilling, like something straight out of hell.“Don't ever make me clean up your mess again. You're a damn nuisance.”The call ended abruptly.Xena clutched her phone, frozen for a moment before realization sank in. Then, her lips curled into a slow, triumphant smile.Relief

Sean stopped in his tracks and turned back to Susan, his voice cold. “Are you threatening me?” “Sean, you’re all I have!” Tears streamed down Susan’s face. “If even you turn your back on me, then what’s the point of my life?“This isn’t me being a cruel mother. I just can’t stand by and watch you ruin your future over a dying woman. You still have your whole life ahead of you. It shouldn’t be wasted like this!” Her voice echoed through the empty hallway, trembling with sorrow. Sean suddenly remembered the day Susan brought him back to the Perry family. She had cried just like this, begging his grandfather to let him reclaim his place in the family. Back then, he had been young, proud, and embarrassed by her desperation. Later, as he navigated high society and enjoyed the privileges that came with his name, he began to understand her actions. With that understanding came ambition—the kind that thrived on power and control. Now, standing here, he asked himself: C