“Just doing the right thing,” Carter chimed in from the driver’s seat, casually inserting himself into the conversation. “I recognized you the moment I saw you. Uncle William heard me out and decided to help. That’s just how he is—he can’t stand owing anyone.“Am I right, Uncle William?” Carter asked.William remained silent. Taking his uncle’s silence as confirmation, Carter raised an eyebrow smugly. “They say blessings and misfortunes go hand in hand. I’ve seen it firsthand today. Sis, you might’ve been rear-ended by us, but I’d say your good fortune is just getting started!” “And now you’re acting like it’s a good thing you drive recklessly?” William’s deep voice cut in, sharp and disapproving. Carter chuckled sheepishly. “I was just trying to cheer her up. After everything she’s been through, her mood must be awful, right?” “I’m fine,” Layla said with a faint smile. “And you’re not wrong.” Blessings and misfortunes go hand in hand. She had fallen ill, but in d
“Xena is your sister, and I’m her future brother-in-law. Is it wrong for me to take care of her?” Sean’s gaze moved past Layla, landing on William. “And what about you and Mr. Lucas? What’s your relationship? Why is he helping you?” Following Sean’s line of sight, Layla saw William approaching. Dressed sharply in a tailored suit, he walked with an aura so commanding it felt as though the world bowed at his feet under the golden sunlight. Sean’s question seemed aimed at both of them. Ignoring Sean’s hostility, William strode directly to Layla’s side. “Miss Xander, is there anything I can help you with?” Layla snapped out of her thoughts. “Mr. Lucas, why are you…” “After the accident, I’ve been thinking about your injury. I won’t feel at ease until I know you’ve fully recovered,” William said, handing her a bag of breakfast. “Carter asked me to bring this to you.” Accident? Sean’s expression shifted as he recalled Layla mentioning the rear-end collision when she firs
In just one week, Layla had received all kinds of deliveries, and without exception, every single one ended up in the trash. Today’s delivery was right on schedule: a large bouquet of vibrant yellow roses in full bloom. The delivery guy struggled to carry it to her door, sweating profusely. “Hi, your delivery is here.” Before he could finish, the door opened. Layla glanced briefly at the card’s signature. “Could you please throw it in the trash downstairs?” “What?” The delivery guy was stunned. “But these flowers are beautiful.” “They take up too much space.” Layla smiled politely before closing the door. She used to treasure the two bouquets she would receive every year—one for her birthday and one for her anniversary. She would carefully dry them and save them as keepsakes. But now, with flowers arriving daily, even a single glance made her feel like she was about to develop a pollen allergy. If nothing else, this ordeal had taught her something new. Sean a
After some thought, Sean concluded that his repeated attempts to appease Layla had only emboldened her. “Women shouldn’t be spoiled,” he told himself. For an entire week, Sean ignored Layla completely. That day, the company held a shareholder meeting. Sean sat confidently at the head of the table, listening as employees presented the third-quarter performance reports.Suddenly, the conference room doors burst open. Layla entered first, followed by a group of reporters with cameras in tow. Sean shot to his feet. “Layla, what the hell are you doing!” “Nothing much,” Layla replied with a lazy smile. “I just thought the shareholders deserved to know the truth. Oh, and leaking it to the press earns me a little extra cash. The money you offered me isn’t even enough for pocket change.” Sean’s face contorted with rage. “You’ve lost your mind!” “Sure, I’m crazy,” Layla sneered. “You drove me to it.” She turned to the bewildered shareholders. “I have some documents I’
“Of course,” William replied. “Then… can I move into your place?” Layla asked tentatively. William: “?” Even Mike, the usually stoic bodyguard trailing behind William, couldn’t hide the flicker of surprise on his face. He shot Layla a glance, clearly amazed at her audacity. This was William Lucas she was addressing—someone who valued peace and quiet so much that even his household staff had to avoid him during his hours at home. “Yes, you can.”Hearing William's response, Mike’s expression faltered completely. He stared at William in disbelief. “Did those words really just come out of Mr. Lucas’s mouth?” he questioned himself.“You don’t need to worry. I won’t stay for free,” Layla quickly offered. She pulled out her phone, tapped the screen a few times, and held it up for him. “Add my contact info. You can name your price, and I’ll treat it like I’m renting a room. I promise to keep a low profile. You can pretend I’m not even there if you like.” “That won’t be ne
When Sean escorted Xena back to the Xander residence, the family immediately swarmed around them with questions. “Sean, is everything they’re saying online true?” “What’s going on with your company? Are you really giving Layla her shares?” “Enough!” Xena interrupted, frustration evident in her voice. “Sean’s already dealing with enough. Stop adding to the stress.” It was only then that Mrs. Xander noticed Xena clutching her arm. “What happened to your arm?” “It’s nothing, just a little bruise,” Xena replied awkwardly, trying to hide it. But Sean grabbed her arm gently and pulled it closer, rolling up her sleeve to reveal a sizable bruise on her fair skin. His brows furrowed. “I’m taking you to the hospital.” “It’s fine,” Xena reassured him with a faint smile. “As long as the injury didn’t land on you, I’m happy.” Sean’s grip tightened as guilt flickered in his eyes, his focus remaining on her arm. “What happened?” Mr. Xander asked, his tone sharp. “It’s
The next morning, Layla finally noticed the buzz online. Lost in thought, she didn’t realize her other hand was still holding the kettle, pouring water until a firm hand gripped her wrist. Startled, she looked up to meet William's calm, steady gaze.“What’s got you so distracted?” he asked. Snapping out of it, Layla quickly pulled her hand back and placed the kettle on the counter. “I was just checking my phone…” she said, hesitating for a moment before turning the screen toward him. “I went out with Carter yesterday and didn’t expect someone to take pictures. It seems like it’s causing a lot of trouble for him. Should I talk to him and help clear things up?”Layla wasn’t familiar with entertainment news and had no idea Carter was preparing to debut as a celebrity. If she had known, she would have been more cautious.“No need,” William replied just as his phone buzzed with a call from Carter.As soon as he answered, Carter’s anxious voice came through. “Uncle William, is Layl
Sean hadn’t managed to hear a word from Layla before Xena suddenly dropped to her knees, pleading desperately.“Sis, please, let Sean go,” Xena’s voice was choked with sobs. “You love him, don’t you? How can you bear to let him suffer like this? If Grandpa Perry keeps going, Sean might really get hurt!”Susan quickly joined in, raising her voice. “Layla, do you want my son dead before you’re satisfied?”Layla calmly set down her teacup, her gaze shifting to Xena with an air of indifference. “First of all, whether or not I love him is none of your business. And second, whether or not he’s hurting, you’re in no position to feel sorry for him.“He betrayed me. He deserves this.”Hearing this, Susan raised her voice in protest. “What has Sean ever done to wrong you? You’ve been his only girlfriend, his only fiancée, from the very beginning!“My son is outstanding! He’s already treated you better than most would. What more do you want?”Layla curled her lips into a mocking smile. “Th
Fighting back the nausea, Layla forced herself to take a closer look at the body, carefully confirming the suspect’s identity.Once the police had recorded her statement, they dismissed her, telling her to go home and wait for further updates.Back at the hospital, Layla ran right into Xena, who was getting discharged. The Xander family crowded around her, fussing over her like attendants catering to a queen.The image was so ridiculous that Layla almost burst out laughing.“Layla Xander! You actually have the nerve to show up here?” Shane was the first to spot her, immediately stepping in front of Xena like a human shield. “What now? Trying to throw more dirt on Xena?“Didn’t you swear up and down that you had evidence? And now? Nothing. Just baseless accusations. Do you think the law bends to your will?” Layla shot him a look—one reserved for the truly dim-witted. “You’ve been here for days, and you still haven’t gotten your head checked? What a waste of a hospital stay
“We live in a lawful society.” Chris sighed, shaking his head. “No matter how powerful William is, even he can’t just take lives like they’re nothing.” “But…” Shane swallowed hard. “That guy is really dead.” “Enough.” Mrs. Xander finally snapped, unable to listen any longer. “Stop talking about death. It’s giving me chills.” Her gaze fell on Xena, eyes brimming with concern. “No matter what happens, we have to protect you. We can’t let you suffer any more harm. If Layla—” She caught herself, remembering how heartlessly Layla had severed ties with them. Her expression turned cold. “If Layla dares to slander you again, I’ll be the first to make her pay!” “Mom…” Xena’s eyes shimmered with emotion as she reached for her mother’s hand. “As long as you all believe in me, I don’t care what anyone else says.” “That’s your problem, Xena! You’re too soft. That’s why Layla walks all over you!” Shane huffed, his frustration evident. Xena shook her head, placing a gentle
“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
“Let it go.” In a moment of desperation, Layla grasped William’s hand. “You’ve already done more than enough for me.” Under the soft glow of the lamp, her amber eyes remained clear, yet deep within them, traces of fear and worry lingered. The unspoken concern in her gaze struck William unexpectedly, as if her emotions had reached out and wrapped around his heart.She was worried about him.Realizing this, an inexplicable warmth crept into William’s chest. He swallowed, his Adam’s apple shifting slightly as he forced his voice to stay even. “Alright. I’ll listen to you.”“Mm.” Layla exhaled softly, only then realizing their hands were still entwined. As if scalded, she quickly pulled away. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to overstep.” “It’s fine.” William slowly retracted his hand, his fingers absentmindedly brushing against his palm, as if trying to hold onto the fleeting warmth she left behind.As Layla settled back under the covers, his gaze darkened. This matter might
“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
No one really knew what kind of person Layla had grown into under her adoptive parents’ care. And now, Chris finally saw the truth—she was beyond saving. Shane leaned in, eager to chime in. “Xena, I believe you too!” Mrs. Xander clutched Xena’s hand tightly. “Our family believes in you.” Mr. Xander, however, remained silent, his expression grim. He had been counting on Xena’s child to seal the family’s alliance with the Perry family. But now, with the baby gone, so was that last shred of hope. *Once they returned to the hospital room, Layla sank back onto the bed. Only now did she fully register just how exhausted she was—every muscle ached, and she didn’t even want to move. William poured a cup of warm water and set it beside her. “You didn’t need to handle this yourself. It wasn’t worth exhausting yourself over.” Layla blinked in mild surprise. “You noticed?” “Yeah.” Layla chuckled. “I didn’t expect talking to be this exhausting. This body of mine gets
“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
Shane scoffed. “Evidence? Didn’t you say you’d show us proof if we asked? Well, where is it?”“We have it!” Carter shot back, frustration thick in his voice. “Xena contacted that driver today. The police traced the call and pinpointed a location!“For all we know, they’ve already caught him! Once the evidence piles up, let’s see how you keep defending her then!” Layla sighed inwardly, too late to stop him. This kid never thought before he spoke. But still, she caught it—a fleeting moment of panic flashing across Xena’s face. So the number was right. Chris frowned and turned toward Xena. “What number? Who did you call?” “I didn’t—” Xena frantically shook her head, eyes wide with feigned innocence. “I just answered a wrong number. It wasn’t the driver at all.” She turned to Layla, her voice trembling. “Layla, are you really not going to let me go?” Tears streamed down Mrs. Xander’s face as she threw her arms around Xena, shielding her. “Don’t be scared, sweethea
“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