All Chapters of Veil of Desire : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

After his business meeting with Mr. Wade, Harison’s father, a young man left Mr. Wade’s study, ready to return home, but as he got out of the study, he heard shouting down stairs. He walked to the handrail and looked down at the living room. He recognized Harison, Mr. Wade’s son, and there were two ladies with him.One was drenched and looked like a servant being scolded by her masters. He was about to leave when he heard her voice and stopped. He took a good look at her again and took out his phone. He quickly went on Instagram to confirm his suspicions. “It really is her, Layla Reynolds,” he muttered to himself, getting more and more interested in the conversation. He stood there, watching the trio from an inconspicuous angle, like watching a live drama from the gallery.By the time they were done, he adjusted his suit and began walking towards the stairs. He knew he would see Harison, so he was prepared to not look like he had been spying on them.“Mr. Ryan,” Harison said with a s

Layla sat on the bed, considering the ways out of the mess she and her family were in. She had options, but they were rather few.She took out her phone, not sure if she could handle all this on her own. She needed someone else’s view on it. She dialed a number and it rang.“Good morning, Luke,” she greeted, immediately she picked the call.“Layla calling me before seven in the morning is never a good sign. Layla greeting me first thing after I pick the call is an even worse sign. Layla doing both? There really must be fire on the mountain,” Luke joked. Layla chuckled as her mood lightened. Luke had been her friend since they were kids. His mom used to work for the family as a chef, and even after her death, they had both maintained communication with each other.“So… what’s bothering you? I can tell something’s up, what’s wrong?” Luke asked.Layla sighed and looked at the ceiling. “I don’t know where to start Luke,” she said with a shaky voice. “How about you start from the last ti

Ryan dropped his champagne glass on a tray and left the party hall, leaving Layla standing confused. He had neither denied nor accepted her allegations.“If he isn’t the one responsible and I chase after him, I will lose sight of Harison and Felix. Felix is right there, I could go and confirm then find Harison… But Ryan said my clock is ticking, so he knows about the buying of the hospital… he was the one that gave the order!” Layla realized and tossed her glass aside and ran after Ryan.She immediately left the hall and ran towards the parking lot. There were too many cars down there, she couldn’t risk going down to find him, so she stood in the middle of the road, waiting for his car.Ryan’s car came screeching out of the parking lot. His eyes were on his phone, but he luckily saw her on time and swerved to the right.Layla was grazed by the car and fell to the ground, wincing in pain.“What the hell is wrong with you?” Ryan yelled as he parked his car and got out. “Do you want to d

Ryan wrapped his arms around Layla as they walked past Felix and Denise and left the restaurant, he felt as happy as he looked, and Layla was surprised that he could be this merry.“I am starting to think I like you better when you are drunk,” she joled.“Everyone tells me that,” Ryan laughed as they got to the car. “Am I really that boring when I am sober?”“A little,” Layla nodded. “You are a tight-ass meany when you aren’t drunk, and you are too calculative. For instance, you wouldn’t have made Denise feel like a complete fool the way you did just now if you weren’t drunk.”“Hah,” Ryan laughed. “She did look like a fool, didn’t she? Well, it’s a shame no one got it on camera, I would have loved to see her face when I sober up,” he said, took out his keys and handed them to Layla. “You are driving me home.”“I don’t even know where that is,” Layla complained as she got him into the back of the car.“Th-There’s a GPS,” he pointed at the screen. “I know there is a GPS, I don’t know t

Layla ordered a bottle of water. As much as she would have loved to order tequila or something as strong, she didn’t know who she was meeting tonight. She didn’t know if she was going to need to fight her way out of an attempt to sleep with her or if she was going to be meeting someone respectable. “If he is meeting me privately and will only text me the room location when he arrives then that means he has been blackmailed in situations like this because he was trying to help a lady, he is trying to prevent a scandal or something, or maybe he doesn’t want anyone else to know where I last went so he can kidnap me?” he thoughts churned.Layla was still thinking when someone came up to her.“I knew I smelt something foul,” the person said, it was a lady’s voice, and it was laced with hatred and disgust.Layla turned around, wondering what enemy of hers was at the club tonight. “Um… who are you?” she asked, a bit confused.“Are you seriously going to pretend you don’t know me?” the lady