If Nyla died, not only would Lucia refuse to pay him, but she might also turn on him and accuse him of murder.Kenneth had no power or influence, and with Mabel in jail, there was no way he could fight against Lucia. Keeping Nyla alive was more advantageous for him now."Are you crazy? Clark Sumner might already know we've kidnapped her. The longer we wait, the worse it gets for us!" Lucia yelled."As soon as I see the money, you can kill her. I won't care," he replied.Lucia was furious. "It's the middle of the night. How can I transfer money now? We'll have to wait until the bank opens in the morning!"Kenneth was just as useless as his daughter, Mabel, always messing things up. Even if she could transfer the money, she would have to use an overseas account to avoid detection."I don't care. I just want the money," he insisted.As they argued, a distant light grew closer.Lucia was appalled and ordered, "Hurry! Take her to the rooftop!"Realizing the urgency, Kenneth stopped
As the knife pierced Nyla's hand, she let out a muffled groan, her face turning pale from the pain. Blood flowed from her wound, creating a gruesome sight.Lucia smirked and pulled the knife out, causing blood to spurt.Nyla bit her lip hard to stifle a scream.Lucia's smirk widened at Nyla's pained but restrained expression. "Didn't think you were this tough. Let's see how long you can last."Lucia raised the knife again, aiming for Nyla's heart.Just as the blade was about to reach its mark, a sharp pain shot through Lucia's wrist, and the knife clattered to the ground.Lucia stared in disbelief at the dart lodged in her wrist. She looked up and saw someone running toward her.Panicking, she bent down to retrieve the knife, but a powerful kick sent her flying before she could. She hit the ground hard and spat out blood before losing consciousness.Spencer quickly kicked the knife away and helped Nyla up. "Ms. Jayston, are you okay?"Nyla was shocked to see Spencer. She hadn'
On the way to the hospital, Nyla kept glancing at Damon. She looked like she wanted to say something but hesitated.Damon turned to her, his voice deep. "What do you want to say?"Nyla bit her lip. "Mr. Sumner, I was just wondering… How did you know I was kidnapped? And how did you find me?""Spencer had some experimental data he wanted to ask you about. When he couldn't reach you on the phone, he went to your house and found you missing. So, we investigated," he explained casually, but Nyla felt a surge of gratitude."Mr. Sumner, I really appreciate it… If you and Mr. Hogg hadn't arrived in time, I might not have survived the night."Damon's expression remained indifferent. "Don't think too much about it. The most important thing for you now is to recover."Nyla fell silent and lowered her gaze, deciding she must find a way to repay Damon.As they neared the hospital, Nyla looked at him again. "Mr. Sumner, it's already very late. You can drop me off at the hospital entrance, an
Nyla struggled throughout the journey, trying to make Clark put her down, but to no avail.When Clark finally placed her on the emergency room bed, he pressed her hands down and said in a low, serious tone, "Nyla, I'm in a bad mood right now. You'd better behave."Detecting the threat in his voice, Nyla shook off his hands and looked at him coldly. "What does your bad mood have to do with me? If you like obedient behavior, you should go find Jordyn. I'm not capable of being as understanding as she is."Clark stared at her impassive profile and suddenly smiled. "Nyla, are you jealous?"Nyla frowned, unsure of where he got that idea from. She didn't want to argue with him, so she let him think whatever he wanted.Soon, the doctor arrived, conducted a thorough examination, and rebandaged Nyla's injured hand. He advised her to stay in the hospital for a few days for observation.Once in the hospital ward, Nyla noticed that Clark hadn't left and felt a flicker of annoyance. "You can l
"Jordyn, it seems I've been too kind to you lately, and you've forgotten your place," Clark remarked.The pain in Jordyn's scalp made her eyes well up with tears, and Clark's menacing expression terrified her."Clark… what are you saying? I don't understand…""You don't understand? If that's the case, then you should go outside Nyla's ward and stay there until you do," he said.Jordyn's face paled as she realized what was happening. "I didn't know… Ms. Jayston called and said she was kidnapped. I thought she was trying to get you to go to her place… I'm sorry…"The moment she finished speaking, Clark slapped her hard. The force was so great that if he hadn't been holding her hair, she would have fallen.Jordyn let out a cry of pain, feeling her face burn as it started to swell.Clark looked at her with a chilling glare. "She is my wife. Even if she was manipulating me, as long as I'm willing, it's not for you to interfere. If you don't want to end up dead, don't try to test my l
"Vicious?" Nyla scoffed. "Is it not vicious when your daughter had her colleague plot against me, almost ruining my face? Or when she deliberately had someone kneel in front of me, filmed it, and posted it online to incite people to cyberbully me?"And kidnapping me, almost getting me killed—don't tell me that's not vicious?"Jade tried to retort but was momentarily stunned by Nyla's icy gaze, forgetting what she was going to say.Seeing Nyla's sharp-tongued response, Clement said coldly, "Nyla, your father is not well. If he finds out about your kidnapping, he'll likely be very worried."Nyla shot a sharp look at Clement, her hands tightening under the covers. She was about to respond when the door to the room was suddenly pushed open."Mr. Pollard, you're quite bold, even daring to threaten people."Clement stiffened as he turned and saw Damon's cold gaze fixed on him. He looked visibly uneasy. "Mr. Sumner, what brings you here?"As a department manager of a Prospectus Technol
"Do as you like," Damon said."Okay. Uncle Damon, you're busy with work. If you don't have to, don't waste your time coming to see me," Nyla commented.Damon raised an eyebrow, his gaze scrutinizing Nyla. "Is this how you treat someone who saved your life?"Nyla looked up at him and said slowly, "It's precisely because you saved my life that I should be more grateful. I don't want to waste your time when you're so busy, Uncle Damon."Seeing her repeatedly address him as "Uncle Damon", a constant reminder of their relationship, Damon suddenly leaned in closer.Startled by his magnified face, Nyla backed away quickly, as if avoiding the plague.Just as Damon was about to speak, the door to the room was pushed open."Nyla—" Clark's voice halted abruptly when he saw Damon.From Clark's perspective, Damon's movement seemed like he wanted to kiss Nyla.Clark's expression turned icy as he strode to the bedside, glaring at Damon. "Uncle Damon, I've told you before to stay away from Ny
Clark sneered and was about to speak when his phone suddenly rang. Seeing it was Jordyn, he coldly ended the call."Nyla, do you really think my uncle likes you? If he genuinely cared about you, he wouldn't have tried to seduce you while you were still my wife. The fact that he's acting like this now just shows he's playing with you…"Nyla was disgusted by Clark's words and looked at him coldly. "Clark, I've told you before—don't assume everyone is as vile as you.""Vile? Is he having inappropriate thoughts about you as an elder not vile?" he taunted.Nyla's expression turned even colder. "What right do you have to criticize others? You haven't even dealt with your mistress and her unborn child. Clark, the truly vile person here is you."Clark's expression darkened, and his gaze toward Nyla was filled with chilling anger."Nyla, it seems you're not learning your lesson." He smirked and dialed a number on his phone. "Stop looking for a kidney donor for my father-in-law."Nyla was