All Chapters of The CEO’s Obsession: Layla, You’re Not Allowed to Die: Chapter 381 - Chapter 390

Even now, Gwen couldn’t help wondering—if she had confessed her feelings earlier, would she have made it into William’s heart before Layla?But life didn’t work like that. There were no what-ifs. She had already lost, long ago.By the time Gwen snapped out of her thoughts, Layla had already walked off, her steps light and unsteady.“Miss Harris, why bother saying so much to her?” A soft voice drifted from behind.Gwen turned to see Kiera. “What are you doing here?”“You’d been gone a while. Mrs. Lucas asked me to look for you. I happened to overhear your conversation with Miss Xander.”Kiera’s voice was calm, her smile gentle and refined, exuding an easy warmth. “I wasn’t trying to eavesdrop. But if it makes you uncomfortable, I can pretend I didn’t hear anything.“Before that, though, I just want to say a few words. You're from the Harris family. That alone puts you far above most people. Let’s not even talk about someone like Miss Xander.“Mr. Lucas was born into the Lu

Online, netizens were practically analyzing the photos under a microscope, adding their own imagination into the mix. Before long, the comments had turned into a full-blown soap opera about two heiresses fighting for love in a wealthy family.“Gwen Harris is clearly full of herself just because she comes from a powerful family! That arrogant attitude is practically dripping off the screen. Why are all rich girls the same?”“Let’s be real—she is born superior. She’s the Harris family heiress, and she’s set to marry into the Lucas family. If she looks down on people, honestly, who can blame her?”“Layla Xander isn’t some nobody either, okay? When she launched her studio, a ton of major figures from the art world showed up to support her. You think that kind of backing comes without talent?”“Why are we pitting women against each other? If anyone has a say in this, it’s William Lucas. Let him step up and say who he actually wants!”Just as Gwen was scrolling halfway through the heate

“William,” Gwen said softly, meeting his eyes. “I know that since I came back, all the kindness you've shown me has just been to provoke Layla. You wanted to make her jealous.“Even if I was just a tool,” she added with a sad smile, “I was willing to let you use me…”“You don’t need to be,” William interrupted coldly. “I’ve changed my mind. From now on, I’ll be keeping my distance.”It was clear that he had seen through her.At first, he had treated Gwen like an old friend. He thought she was still the same naive girl from years ago. But when she repeatedly went behind his back to confront Layla, she showed him she wasn’t as innocent as she seemed. More importantly, she wasn’t someone he could control.A woman like that? He couldn’t risk using her again.“And one more thing,” he added. “You’d better stay away from Miss Xander. Don’t appear in front of her again.”It wasn’t a suggestion. It was an order and it didn’t require a response.William turned to leave, but Gwen sudden

William’s answer was straightforward.Layla let out a small breath of relief. “So… I just slept the whole way?”“No,” William replied flatly. “You were causing a scene for half the ride.”“Causing a scene?” Layla’s throat tightened. “What kind of scene?”William looked at her, a faint, lazy smile flickering in his eyes. His tone was casual. “You said you wanted to make money. A lot of money. That you were gonna be your own damn rich family.”Layla exhaled again. “That sounds like me… I am pretty shallow.“You said you wanted to marry me.”Layla stared at him, completely dumbfounded. She couldn’t believe what she had just heard.“I said that?”“Yep.”She was rendered speechless.Whatever hope she had left just died—completely gone, without a trace.Her mind went totally blank. Then she heard William let out a low chuckle and that only made her more annoyed.“Are you messing with me?” she snapped. “Why would I ever say something like that?”“Mike was in the car too,” Willia

“You're really the owner of QS Entertainment?” Layla asked, clearly surprised.Hannah nodded. “What do you say? Since I’m the boss, think you could give my artist a really great shoot—for me?”Layla smiled. “Even if it weren’t you, I’d still give it everything I’ve got.”“You haven’t changed a bit,” Hannah said with a soft laugh. “Still got nothing but that camera in your head. Totally clueless when it comes to human relationships.”Layla laughed too, giving Hannah a quick once-over. She looked different than Layla remembered—more mature now, with sharper features and a confident air.Her gaze landed on Hannah’s cropped hair, and she couldn't help but sound a little regretful. “Hannah, how could you bear to cut off that gorgeous hair?”Hannah raised an eyebrow. “Didn’t I tell you? I’m just learning from you. You looked amazing with short hair back then.”“That short hair of mine was…” A result of regrowing it after a serious illness.When she first met Hannah, it had only just