Beast Love Show: All For Her (by Sylvester Raven) novel Chapter 185

Chapter 185 The Taste of Memory

Carson and Oliver didn’t take the pastries.

Because Layla had never even managed to see those two in person.

Liam had accepted his. Then he casually distributed them among his soldiers.

George’s stance was ambiguous.

He’d taken the pastries from her, then thrown them on the ground and crushed them beneath his heel. Facing Layla’s heartbroken expression, he declared that he could do whatever he wanted with what he was given, asking if she had any objections.

Layla definitely had a problem. She wanted to curse George to death.

But at the time, she’d been too busy fawning over those males. George was hard to deal with, but at least he could be reached.

That was more than could be said for Carson and Oliver, whom she couldn’t even meet.

In a sense, currying favor with George was far more practical than currying favor with the others.

And besides, it wasn’t the males’ love she wanted. She just wanted to reclaim what was hers. These males were merely part of that. Love or not, she didn’t truly care. It was just like playing a strategy game.

As for Shane, since Crownpeak University was heavily regulated, Layla hadn’t even set foot on campus and had the security guard slip the pastries in for her.

At the memory, Layla grabbed the head that was still nuzzling against her neck and held it still. “Did you eat those pastries?”

Shane nodded. “They tasted good.”

Layla was taken aback.

She didn’t know whether to feel comforted or jealous.

The fact that he’d eaten them meant, at the very least, he wasn’t the type to casually toy with someone’s sincere feelings.

But those pastries had been made by the original Layla. And Shane had liked them. An inexplicable blockage settled in Layla’s chest.

“Was it because of those pastries? That you started liking me?”

“No,” Shane said. He pulled Layla toward the heated bed platform. It was warm from the fire beneath, covered in animal hides.

He drew her into the bed and wrapped her in furs. “It was when you mentioned my big appetite on the

show.”

Layla thought back. “Wasn’t that the first time we met?”

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Chapter 185 The Taste of Memory

“No, it was the second. I had eaten eight fish, and you remarked on my appetite.”

Layla realized he held a grudge.

“What were you thinking at that moment?”

“I wanted to eat all the food you had stashed away.”

That actually sounded like something Shane would come up with as a form of revenge.

And, come to think of it, that really was what he’d proceeded to do.

“So all that time you kept eyeing my chickens, you weren’t actually craving them. You just wanted to get back at me?”

“I wouldn’t put it that way.” Shane patted her head. “The food you make really is delicious. I like it a lot.”

Layla huffed softly and burrowed deeper into Shane’s arms. “Forget that. Let’s get serious. I need to discuss something with you.”

Shane gave her a surprised look. “I have something to say too. You first.”

“Before, my plan was that once the show ended, I’d sell Planet A13. Get a massive sum of money. Live the good life.”

A small planet was worth 46 billion, enough for her to live comfortably for life.

She decided not to mention her original plan to adopt young men. She didn’t want to upset Shane.

“And now?” Shane asked.

He knew that if she was bringing this up, her plans must have changed.

“Now, I want to seriously develop this planet. What do you think?”

Shane’s brows lifted. He pulled Layla tighter against him. “I wanted to talk to you about the same thing. What do you think about building a mecha processing plant?”

“Huh?” Layla hadn’t expected him to suggest that. “That would take a huge amount of capital, wouldn’t it?”

“I have it. And I can bring in more investors.” Shane patted his chest with full confidence.

Layla leaned against him. She could hear his heartbeat, fast, urgent, like someone desperate to get something started.

“I’m not saying no. If you think it can be done, then let’s do it.”

“It can be done.” Shane dipped his head and pressed a kiss to her forehead. “As long as you agree to let me, I can make it happen.”

“Then, can you tell me why you want to build a mecha processing plant?”

“Because I want industries that are completely under our own control.”

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