Layla Xander was gravely ill, with little time left. From that day forward, she had a revelation—when confronted with life and death, nothing else mattered. Selfish, leeching family members? She cut them off. A fiancé who proposed one day and cozied up to her 'good sister' the next? Out of her life. With nothing holding her back, she was finally free. Rumors about her slowly began to spread through her social circle. “Miss Xander has landed herself a wealthy benefactor.” “Miss Xander was seen vacationing with a young heartthrob.” “Miss Xander’s fortune has skyrocketed. She’s throwing around millions like it’s nothing.” Later, when the truth came to light, those who had abandoned her were left in tears, begging for forgiveness. Her leeching parents wept, “You’ll always be our sweet daughter. Come back home, won’t you?” Her scumbag ex-fiancé pleaded, “You’re the only one I’ve ever loved. Please, give me another chance.” But it was too late! A man stepped in, blocking everyone from getting near her. His face was cold and menacing as he growled, “Anyone who dares disturb Miss Xander again will leave here with broken legs.” And then, later still, that same man—once so untouchable and feared—knelt on one knee before her. His voice was deep and unwavering. “Whether in life or death, you’ll always be mine.” … William Lucas never claimed to be a good man. As the head of an elite and powerful family, his path had been paved with blood, and his decisiveness struck fear into anyone who dared cross him. No one could have guessed that this untouchable figure, feared by all, had been hiding away a tender place in his heart—for a girl. A secret he had carried for eight long years. Every ounce of gentleness he had was reserved solely for her.
View MoreAt the sound of the voice, Layla turned to see Susan standing not far away with her arms crossed. Kiera was right beside her.Her gaze cooled instantly. She knew coming to the Perry estate meant there was always a chance she would run into someone unpleasant but that didn’t make it any less annoying when it happened.“Well, if it isn’t Mr. Lucas,” Susan chirped the moment she saw William, her voice turning suddenly sweet. “How thoughtful of you to visit Mr. Perry Sr. so often. He’s truly blessed to have someone like you around.”William didn’t even bother responding. He turned to Layla and asked quietly, “Want to head back?”“Yeah,” she nodded. She planned to talk with him later about the nursing home plan anyway. Once Mr. Perry Sr. was settled, she could finally draw a clear line between herself and William.“Mr. Lucas,” Susan’s voice rang out again, louder this time. “I heard you’re getting engaged to Miss Harris. What a happy occasion! Be sure to send me an invitation. I’ll bri
Layla let out a slow breath, not even sure where the sudden wave of frustration came from.*That afternoon, after wrapping up work, she grabbed her car keys and headed toward the Perry family estate.As her car pulled into the driveway, she spotted a familiar Maybach parked near the entrance. It was too late to turn back now.The butler came over to open the car door for her, smiling warmly. “It’s lively here today. Mr. Perry Sr. will be thrilled. Mr. Lucas is already inside.”Layla nodded, inwardly resigned. If she had known William would be here too, she might have waited a day.“These past few years, Mr. Lucas has been visiting often,” the butler continued. “Mr. Perry Sr. always jokes he sees him more than his own grandkids.”He glanced at her with a knowing smile. “Mr. Perry Sr.’s favorite younger generation has always been the two of you. If you ever ended up together, I bet he’d throw in a very generous gift.”Layla forced a polite chuckle. “You’re teasing me, sir.”She
Layla stepped into her office and turned to her assistant. “You can go. I need a minute.”“Of course.”As the assistant opened the door to leave, she froze in surprise. “M-Mr. Lucas?”Layla looked up. “Why are you here?”“I told you I needed to talk. Why’d you run?” William stepped past the assistant without hesitation. The assistant, catching the mood, quietly stepped out and shut the door behind her.As he approached, Layla frowned. “You just left Miss Harris out there?”“She’ll wait,” William said matter-of-factly, then shifted topics. “I want to talk about the Perry family.”Layla blinked. “You actually remembered that?”“Of course. It’s not a small matter.”His serious tone made her uneasy. “There’s more to it?”William nodded. “I’ve been meaning to talk to you about Xena.”He paused before continuing, “Three years ago, after your accident, I tried to use Mr. Perry Sr.’s ‘gift’ as bait to draw out whoever was backing Xena. Does that ring a bell?”He could have brou
Layla met Gwen’s gaze with a calm smile. “I run a tiny studio. I’m hardly qualified to work with the Lucas Corporation.”Gwen kept her professional smile in place. “You’re too modest. With your talent, I’m sure you’ll go far. We’re definitely looking forward to seeing where your studio goes.”“I’m not big on assumptions. I just want to stay grounded and take things one step at a time.”Looking at Layla’s composed expression, Gwen’s heart sank slightly. This woman was sharper than she had expected.“Well, thank you again for the interview.” Gwen stood up and extended a hand. “I hope we get the chance to work together again.”Layla glanced down at Gwen’s fair, well-manicured hand then paused. Where was the ring?William had worn his for three years. Why wasn’t Gwen wearing one?Seeing that Layla still hadn’t lifted her hand, Gwen called out with a smile, “Miss Xander?”That snapped Layla out of her thoughts. She lightly shook Gwen’s hand and replied politely, “Let’s hope so
The next morning, Layla woke up in bed with a pounding head.She sat up, rubbing her temples. Suddenly, bits of last night came flooding back. In an instant, she was wide awake.Wait a second—Did she really lean in that close and whisper that whole scandal about Sean into William’s ear last night?And in that position?That close?Saying that kind of gossip?Oh god.Layla slapped her cheeks in frustration, practically on the verge of tears.“Alcohol ruins lives! Of all the times to spill that story, why did I have to do it then?”She flopped back with a dramatic sigh. “Congratulations, Layla. You’ve officially embarrassed yourself.”After mentally preparing herself to face the world or at least pretend to have blacked out the whole thing, she finally got out of bed.When she walked into the living room, she was surprised to find everything from last night already cleaned up—takeout boxes gone, beer bottles cleared, pillows neatly back in place.Layla couldn’t help but fee
“If you’re short on money, you can come to me,” William said casually.“That’s really kind of you, Mr. Lucas. I appreciate it.”Layla was clearly tipsy now, all her usual boundaries forgotten. William, who used to feel so distant and out of reach, suddenly seemed much closer—like she could reach out and touch him.She did exactly that, giving his shoulder a light pat.“Thanks, Mr. Lucas!”In the soft glow of the room, her eyes sparkled with the warmth of alcohol—like ripples on a quiet lake. There was something beautiful and a little dangerous about it.For a moment, William could almost feel those ripples brushing against his heart. It stirred something deep inside him, something he couldn’t quite name.His gaze darkened. He caught her wrist. “You’ve had too much to drink.”“Just a little,” Layla mumbled, pulling her hand back before perking up like a child with a secret. “Oh! Guess who I saw at Mrs. Young’s birthday party? Xena and Sean.“You wanna hear some scandal that’ll
“Mr. Lucas, what are you standing there for? Come eat,” Layla called out as she waved William over.Seeing someone his height—nearly six foot three—looking awkward sitting at her low coffee table, she let out an embarrassed chuckle. “Uh… want to move to the dining table instead?”“No need,” he said, leaning back against the couch. But his eyes briefly swept over the takeout spread on the table, and his brows furrowed slightly.Layla caught it. She had gotten a little carried away ordering junk food and totally forgot that someone like William might not be used to this kind of thing.She tried again, a little sheepishly. “I can cook something else for you real quick, if you want?”“No need,” William repeated, this time with the look of a man resigned to his fate. If she could eat it, he could too.“Alright then, try it first. If you really don’t like it, I’ll make something,” Layla said—though honestly, she had zero intention of getting back up. It was just a polite offer.She
“Pfft.” Wilson rolled his eyes. “Privacy, my ass. And I wasn’t snooping. I was looking fair and square.” He leaned in, eyeing Ivan with mock suspicion. “Look at you now, acting all supportive of Layla and William. Didn’t you get kicked back to North City three years ago because you tried to mess with them? Weren’t you the one dead set against them being together?” He handed Ivan a glass of whiskey, clearly settling in to hear the story. “So what gives? Why the sudden change of heart?” Ivan waved him off. “Don’t ask. Let’s just say... I regret it.”He raised his glass but didn’t drink right away, lost for a moment in the memory. William had punched him like a lion in a blind rage. Back then, Ivan had been pissed that William was throwing away friendship over a woman. But thinking back on it now—if a woman could drive William to that kind of fury, she had to mean everything to him. And him, as the so-called friend? He hadn’t supported William at all. Hell, he had alm
“Gwen, you grew up with William. You know exactly what he wants.“Love is fleeting. Sure, she has him now—but feelings come and go. One day she holds on tight, the next he’s gone. But interests—mutual benefits—those are solid. That’s what lasts.“In families like ours, marriages are built on alliances. It may not be all romance and passion, but it’s solid and unshakable. When two people are tied together by responsibility, by what they stand to gain or lose—they go farther. They hold on.“You’re not kids anymore. It’s time to think about your families. Miss this chance, and there won’t be another one.”That day, Mr. Lucas Sr. spoke at length over the phone, his voice heavy with meaning.At some point, Gwen had stopped hearing the words clearly. Instead, a quiet voice echoed from deep within her.“Try. Even if it doesn’t work out, at least you’ll have tried.”So, she came home to give her years of silent love a proper ending.“Gwen?” Carly called softly.Gwen snapped out of her
“The tumor in your brain is growing rapidly, and its location is quite problematic. The chances of a successful surgery are very low.“If you don’t undergo surgery, you may have less than a year left.” The doctor’s words echoed endlessly in her ears. Layla Xander stumbled out of the hospital in a daze. By the time she got into a cab, the medical report in her hand was already crumpled from her grip. Finally, it dawned on her. She needed to tell her fiancé, Sean Perry, about this. Her hands trembled uncontrollably as she pulled out her phone and typed a message with great difficulty: “Sean, come home early. I have something to tell you.” Suddenly, a loud crash jolted the car, sending it shaking violently. The impact threw her forward, her head hitting the seat in front of her. Pain shot through her skull, and her vision went black for a moment. Chaotic noises erupted all around her. Before she could process what was happening, the car door was yanked open, and...
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