Lahat ng Kabanata ng The CEO’s Obsession: Layla, You’re Not Allowed to Die: Kabanata 591 - Kabanata 600

Compared to the harmony on Layla’s end, things were far more chaotic at Hannah’s house.She had just gotten home from work and barely stepped inside when an ashtray came flying out of nowhere, shattering at her feet. Glass shards sliced across her ankle, and blood instantly welled up.Her father, Steven, shouted furiously from across the room. “Hannah Stone, are you trying to take the entire Stone family down with you? You’ve really outdone yourself! Going behind our backs to challenge the Lucases—have you completely lost your mind?“I’m telling you right now, that ridiculous magazine of yours is not going to print. I don’t care what excuse you come up with, you go apologize to Mrs. Lucas. You wasted their time!”Hannah lowered her eyes to the cut on her ankle. Her expression was unusually calm, as if she had known this was coming.The moment they decided on the feature for their debut issue, she had anticipated that Mr. Lucas Sr. would eventually pressure the Stones. And knowin

“I only borrowed your authority, Mr. Lucas Sr.,” Gwen Harris said with a polite smile, calm and composed. “It was your influence that made it possible.”“You’re being far too modest!” Mr. Lucas Sr. waved his hand, clearly pleased with himself. “That magazine’s launch barely made a ripple. Sooner or later, Scarlett will realize Layla was just using her. Roping her in for that photoshoot was all part of the trap.“She’s obsessed with saving face. After inviting all those socialites to take part, only to have it flop? She’s bound to feel humiliated. And when that happens, she’ll turn all that anger on Layla. Then I’ll just step in, offer her a few sweet words, and she’ll come running back.”He stroked his chin, smiling smugly. “I even had a custom set of green gemstone jewelry made for her. I’ll give it to her once she comes home.”“You really do care about her,” Gwen said with a trace of envy in her eyes. “I’ve always admired the love you two share. I hope I can be as lucky one day—t

The screen was filled with glowing reviews from readers—endless praise and a flurry of confused curiosity.“I was just walking past a newsstand when this magazine caught my eye! That sleek, high-end cover stood out so much among the usual papers and tabloids. No way you’d miss it.”“Wait, the lead photographer is Layla Xander? The legendary Begonia? She used to shoot exclusively for aristocrats and A-list celebrities overseas. How is there no buzz about this release today?”“What year is this? Who even does only offline marketing anymore? I heard all the major distributors got advance copies on consignment. That’s a serious gamble.”As the discussion heated up, someone inevitably brought up how both QS Entertainment and the Layla Studio had posted launch announcements earlier in the day, only for them to disappear shortly after.“Is this some kind of blacklisting? There’s no way a name like Layla Studio would get zero media coverage otherwise.”“Didn’t Layla Studio just do that s

“Is it really that big of a deal? It’s just a photographer. With your name, Director Mason, can’t you get anyone you want?”The woman was in her forties, still stunning, with elegant eyes that sparkled with amusement. She was alluring, but never over the top.“You don’t get it.”Seth’s eyes gleamed. “She might just become my official photographer. No one else compares to her.”That only piqued her curiosity. “I heard this Layla Xander isn’t even thirty yet. You really think someone that young is up to the task?”Seth had already grossed over ten billion at the box office, and yet he had never named a personal photographer before. Everyone in the industry knew he was still searching for someone who truly matched his vision. Most assumed it would be a seasoned veteran. Who would have thought the one he had his eye on was a girl in her twenties?“Art has never been about age. Plenty of young talents rise fast, and just as many old ones never amount to much.”He raised an eyebrow.

Gwen said nothing. She simply shook her head and downed the wine in a single gulp.Olivia leaned against the bar, resting her chin on one hand as she silently watched Gwen finish one glass after another.Unbidden, Olivia’s mind wandered back to years ago, when Gwen had just started high school. It had been another quiet night, much like this one. Gwen had slipped under Olivia’s covers, whispering about the boy she liked.She had gone on and on about what William Lucas was reading, what he had done that day, and how smart, handsome, and capable he was. Her cheeks had flushed pink with admiration, and her eyes had sparkled like she was describing the center of her universe.Even though Olivia was older, she had understood. William had always been exceptional. With his looks, intellect, and talent, he was the kind of boy who could unknowingly break a dozen girls’ hearts.What Olivia hadn’t expected was for Gwen’s schoolgirl crush to take root—deep, tangled, and impossible to pull fre