Semua Bab The CEO’s Obsession: Layla, You’re Not Allowed to Die: Bab 551 - Bab 560

Little by little, Layla found herself drawn in, her thoughts swept along by Seth’s rhythm as she unconsciously stepped into his world.Seth might look laid-back and a little rough around the edges, but the moment he started talking about film, he became sharp, articulate, and deeply professional.As a director, he had the ability to oversee everything on set — exactly the kind of big-picture thinking Layla was still learning to master.His arrival, she had to admit, couldn’t have come at a better time.Before she realized it, admiration quietly bloomed in her heart.She had to give him credit. Seth Mason’s billion-dollar box office success wasn’t luck. He had truly earned it.“Director Mason, I—” she began.But a knock at the door cut her off.Layla gave a small, apologetic smile, then turned toward the door.“Come in.”A moment later, a head poked through the doorway. It was Carter, grinning ear to ear.“Hey, Sis! You’ve got company, huh…?”As his eyes landed on Seth, Carte

The setting sun streamed through the car window, casting warm golden light across William's face.The play of shadow and light outlined his already defined features like a painting drawn in bold, deliberate strokes.Layla rested her chin on one hand, watching William with amused curiosity, as if waiting for him to come clean on his own.But William pretended not to notice. He kept his eyes fixed straight ahead, calm and unwavering — like a man about to be sworn into office.As the car pulled into the underground parking garage, Layla smirked to herself, “Alright then. If you won’t admit it, I’ll pretend I don’t know either.”*Time passed. April had come and gone.Zeppelin Mason’s art exhibition opened as scheduled and luckily, the day was bright and clear.There had already been rumors swirling that this would be his final show, marking his official retirement from painting.So reporters from every outlet arrived early, waiting eagerly to catch his appearance and grab the fir

“Are you blaming me?” Mrs. Jenkins asked softly. “I...”“I’m not,” Kiera said with a light smile.“I just don’t want you worrying about my life anymore. After all, I’m married now.”Mrs. Jenkins opened her mouth to respond, then let out a sigh instead.“I’ve only made things harder for you in the end.”*Elsewhere in the gallery, William was pushing Mr. Perry Sr.’s wheelchair, but his thoughts were clearly elsewhere.Mr. Perry Sr. noticed and chuckled.“If you want to go find Layla, just go. I can manage on my own.”“How could I leave you alone?” William replied. “I brought you out of the nursing home today. If anything happened to you, I wouldn’t be able to face the Perry family.”Mr. Perry Sr. let out a laugh.“You don’t strike me as someone who cares much about what the Perry family thinks.”He smiled knowingly.“Just now, the way you spoke sounded like anyone who touches Layla is getting kicked out of North City. Even the Perry family’s heir was just a ‘disgraced illeg

As soon as Layla finished speaking, the reporters rushed back to her, voices overlapping.“I’ll schedule one!”“Count me in!”Just like that, Mr. Lucas Sr. and Lucien were quietly edged out of the crowd.Although Layla had, in a few short sentences, deflected the attention away from them, Mr. Lucas Sr. was seething.“What was that woman trying to pull? That wasn’t helping us. She was clearly showing off!“As if we need her help! Even if I had admitted right there that we tried to suppress her, so what? You think any of those reporters would dare run their mouths online?”Fearing they would attract more media attention, Lucien quickly guided his father away from the commotion.“Dad, it’s Mr. Mason’s exhibition today. Let’s not make a scene. No matter what’s going on, we owe him that much respect.”Lucien looked genuinely troubled.“I just didn’t expect Mr. Mason to be so publicly supportive of Layla. Wasn’t he always known for keeping out of personal drama?”“God knows what t

Layla stayed by Zeppelin's side throughout the dinner and leaned in to ask quietly, “Mr. Mason, isn’t Director Mason coming tonight?”“What would he come for?” Zeppelin snorted. “If he showed up, the spotlight would shift to him. The press would twist it into something else entirely.”“But he was part of the production too,” Layla hesitated. “It doesn’t feel right for me to take all the credit and not even mention his name.”“He was clear from the start that he didn’t want his involvement made public. He was just offering a bit of guidance. He doesn’t need a credit for that,” Zeppelin said, looking at her with a steady gaze. “Given who he is, if his name appears, people will automatically assume the whole project was driven by him. And that’s not what he wants.“I know you’re trying to stay fair, but this is something he chose. Don’t turn down his kindness.”Layla still looked unsure, so Zeppelin chuckled. “He’s my grandson. I know how his mind works. I know exactly what he’s li