Beast Love Show: All For Her (by Sylvester Raven) novel Chapter 2

George knew exactly how Layla would react.

She'd force a smile, apologize, then cling to him again with that desperate, sycophantic look.

Her beautiful face was filled with a sickening, unmistakable scheming.

In her eyes, it didn't matter who he was. What mattered was that he was one of the fiancés the head of the Grant family had picked out.

In comparison, he far preferred Stella, who actually understood the meaning behind his songs.

George looked at Stella, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth, but to his surprise, Layla, standing right next to Stella, rolled her eyes.

She actually rolled her eyes at me?

With looks like mine, what makes her dare roll her eyes at me?

Instantly pissed, George rolled up his sleeves, ready to storm over and give her a piece of his mind.

"Hold on." A hand reached out and stopped him. Carson Fields reminded him, "The livestream is about to start. If you go over there now, you're falling right into her trap."

George froze, then it clicked.

Layla had previously tried to start a romance rumor with him to stake her claim, but after he warned her off, she lay low for a while.

Apparently, she hadn't given up. She was waiting to spin her lies in front of a live audience.

Good thing he didn't take the bait.

Seeing that George was stopped, Layla shifted her gaze to Carson, another fiancé of the female lead.

He was the top-tier tycoon who had signed George and Stella, effectively controlling half the entertainment industry.

Because his beast form was a prairie wolf, netizens often called him "Wolf Boss."

Beyond all that, he stood about six feet seven inches tall with an imposing physique. Though dressed in an elegant suit, he couldn't hide his commanding presence. His broad chest and refined yet rebellious demeanor perfectly matched Layla's type.

Her inner voice gnashed in jealousy. Stella is so lucky!

She shot them both a glare. Why do you have to be so ridiculously good-looking? Now you've shaken my resolve, and I almost went down the same path as the former Layla.

The two men reacted differently.

George interpreted her glare as an invitation to retaliate, while Carson simply raised an eyebrow.

Nearby, Stella watched as Layla effortlessly grabbed the attention of two males. She yanked Layla's sleeve. "Layla, the livestream is starting."

Layla snapped back. "Oh! Right."

The childish game of glaring contests was over. Now she had to focus on earning 46 billion credits.

Driven by an intense competitive spirit, George, once determined to glare her down, found his frustration mounting as she ignored him, vowing revenge once the show began.

With a beep, all the multifunctional live-streaming robots, "Vanguard," powered on.

They looked like cute yet awkward potatoes with propellers, but incredibly powerful.

These devices not only followed guests in real-time for 24 hours and automatically applied pixelation, but they could also display live chat comments on the screen to facilitate interaction. More importantly, in case of danger, they would automatically trigger an alarm to call for help.

That was why every guest had one.

As the broadcast commenced, the Primal Hearts livestream split into nineteen screens, and excited viewers flooded the chat with comments.

Stella flashed a radiant smile, effortlessly engaging with the camera and responding to comments.

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