Beast Love Show: All For Her (by Sylvester Raven) novel Chapter 31

Chapter 31 What Right Do I Have?

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On screen, Layla looked stunning and dead serious as she told Shane, “I’m petty, and I hold grudges, but I also know right from wrong. Everyone who wrongs me will get what’s coming for them.”

Shane matched her tone. “You’re right.”

Liam watched, a thoughtful look on his face.

Why is Shane even chiming in? Could he actually have feelings for Layla?

Then again, among them, Shane was the only one who’d never really shown any hostility toward her. But that was probably because he didn’t care much for Stella either.

If he had genuinely fallen for Layla… now that would be interesting.

“I need to test this out,” Liam muttered. He put away the Vanguard and headed for the door.

He nearly collided with George, who was coming in with two fish, his hair still dripping.

“Going to give Layla a hard time again?”

Liam paused, then turned with a bright smile. “Again”?”

“You think I don’t know?” George snorted. “Who doesn’t?”

Everyone in this stone house knew. From the day Liam arrived, he hadn’t done a single useful thing. His only goal seemed to be making trouble for Layla, trying to get her kicked off the show.

“And if you do?” Liam lifted his chin, not bothering to argue, and walked out.

George watched him leave. He stood there for a long moment,

Yeah, what if I do?

lost in thought.

He went inside, cleaned the fish on a stone slab, and leaned against the window, looking out.

Stella was there, holding a small bunch of yellow wildflowers. She wore a simple white dress, looking perfectly put together despite the rough surroundings.

She was beautiful. A delicate, fragile beauty.

But as George looked at her, an image of Layla flashed in his mind-the sting of her slap, something he’d never felt before.

He’d always been spoiled, the center of attention. Even if he pissed someone off, they’d never

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dare lay a hand on him.

Layla dared.

She hadn’t hesitated at all, hitting him like it was the most natural thing.

Just then, Stella came in. “I’m back.”

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A softer smile tugged at her lips. Her eyes scanned the room. “George, are you the only one here?”

“Yeah.” George nodded. “Wolf Boss and Prince Oliver went hunting. General Hartwell went to… have a ‘talk’ with Layla.”

A complicated look flickered in Stella’s eyes. After a pause, she sighed, “I really don’t want you all to fight with her like this. She’s your mate.”

“Is she?” George uncrossed his long legs, walked to the table, and sat down, watching Stella arrange the wildflowers in a vase.

“Yes. I’m the one who stole Layla’s life. I came here hoping to… to give you all back to her. I never meant to keep what isn’t mine. Why doesn’t anyone understand?”

George’s gaze settled on her face. “Why do you think Liam is targeting Layla?”

“I don’t know.” Stella shook her head, all innocence and confusion.

“Couldn’t it be for you? To get back at her for you?” George pressed.

“No!” Stella jerked her head up, looking utterly appalled.

George chuckled, “Just asking. Why so nervous?”

“I’m not.” Stella sat across from him. “George, do you… misunderstand me?”

“Of course not.” He offered a small smile. “I’m just curious. You’ve never once asked Liam to lay off Layla, have you?”

[Yeah, why haven’t you told General Hartwell to back off?]

[Why should she? What’s wrong with Stella disliking Layla? Everyone hates Layla! I wish Layla would just die by General Hartwell’s hand.]

[Am I the only one who thinks George has a point?]

[Yes, you are! You’re the only one. Happy? What’s it to you if Stella tries or not?]

Stella hung her head, speaking sadly, “What could I say?”

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