All Chapters of The CEO’s Obsession: Layla, You’re Not Allowed to Die: Chapter 311 - Chapter 320

Sean turned to Kiera, a trace of irritation in his voice. “Did you say something to her?”“No,” Kiera replied calmly. “We just talked about the house. Maybe it didn’t quite meet Miss Xander’s expectations.”She met his gaze without flinching, then asked with a curious smile, “You seem really disappointed that she didn’t want to rent my place. Why is that?”Sean froze for a second, caught off guard. He quickly pulled himself together. “No, not at all. I was just asking. I didn’t want you to read too much into it…”“You mean, you were afraid I’d give her a hard time?” Kiera cut in quietly.The color drained slightly from Sean’s face, and he snapped back in protest, “See? You’re overthinking again.”He looked like someone whose guilty conscience had just been poked.Kiera saw right through him and let out a helpless little smile. “Forget it. Let’s not talk about this anymore. We should go see Grandpa.”As she walked down the steps ahead of him, Sean’s expression darkened, his eyes

Everyone at the table understood the unspoken rules. By the day of the party, every eligible socialite with matchmaking hopes would show up dressed to impress, the whole event turning into a dazzling showcase of beauty and style.Layla, however, had no idea about any of this. To her, Levi had once saved her life. No matter how she looked at it, she couldn’t bring herself to say no.“Alright,” she said, taking one of the invitations. “I’ll be there, on time.”She slipped the card into her handbag, and from the corner of her eye, she noticed William also taking one and tucking it into the inside pocket of his suit jacket.Just then, the door to the private room swung open. A man stumbled in, holding a bottle of liquor and reeking of alcohol.Carter stopped singing mid-song, still holding the mic as he frowned. “Hey! You got the wrong room, buddy!”“I’m here on purpose,” the man slurred, “to toast Mr. Lucas.”As he stepped into the light, everyone finally recognized him—Felix Pe

“That’s enough,” Mr. Xander said sharply, brows furrowed in displeasure. “Stop bringing her up.”“I’m back,” Xena spoke up just in time, greeting everyone one by one before taking a seat beside Mrs. Xander.“You’re home early,” Mrs. Xander said with concern. “Weren’t you out with Felix tonight?”“Yeah…” Xena lowered her gaze slightly, clearly dodging the question. “Felix wasn’t in a great mood, so he dropped me off early.”“What happened?” Mrs. Xander took her hand gently. “Xena, you can’t upset Felix. You two still need to make things official. Only then can I finally stop worrying.”All in all, Xena had been with Felix for two and a half years. If things didn’t work out between them, what future would she have left?“I didn’t upset him…” Xena said, voice soft and tinged with the threat of tears. “He went to toast Mr. Lucas, but ran into Layla. I don’t know what happened, but after that, he came back angry and took it out on me.”Mrs. Xander’s eyes widened slightly. “He ran int

The art district was far from the city center, and with it being peak rush hour, traffic was a mess.It wasn’t until nearly an hour later that Ivan finally saw a car slowly pulling up.The window rolled down, revealing Layla behind the wheel. She looked at Ivan, surprised. “Mr. Dixon? What are you doing here?”“Waiting for you,” he said casually, flashing a smug grin as he held up a set of keys. “The place you’re coming to see? It’s mine.”Layla blinked. “Seriously? What are the odds?”North City was starting to feel way too small. First, she had ended up at Kiera’s property, and now this?“You should’ve just come to me in the first place,” Ivan said, cocky as ever. “I know exactly where in North City is perfect for a photography studio. Come on, hop out. I’ll show you around.”He jingled a hefty ring of keys like a proud real estate agent. “If this one’s not a fit, I’ve got plenty of others to show you.”Seeing the ridiculous number of keys in his hand, Layla, for the

Levi let out a sigh. “Mr. Perry Sr.’s condition really isn’t looking good. He insisted on leaving the hospital and going home. None of us could stop him.“He’s been strong-willed his whole life. To him, staying in a hospital means admitting he’s a patient. He just can’t accept that. But… everyone has to face aging eventually.”He looked troubled. “I even brought it up to William, hoping he could convince him. But it didn’t work. If you’re willing, maybe say something too. He might actually listen to you.”“Alright,” Layla nodded. “Send me his medical records when you get a chance. I’ll see if I can find someone to help.”“Will do.”Levi nodded in agreement.“Go on, then,” Layla said with a smile. “I’ll wander around on my own. You’ve got hosting to do.”After all, this was the Young family’s event. He couldn’t stay glued to her side all night.Still, Levi hesitated, not entirely at ease. “If you need anything, let me know right away.”“I will,” Layla said, smiling as she wa