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
After Nyla gave her statement, she was about to leave when an officer stopped her."Ms. Jayston, the suspect wants to see you. She says she won't say anything until she meets you. Can you please cooperate and speak with her?" the police officer asked.Nyla frowned, suspecting that Lucia might have ulterior motives.Seeing her concern, the officer continued. "Don't worry. You'll be separated by glass, so she won't be able to harm you."Nyla agreed reluctantly. "Alright then."When she arrived, Lucia was already waiting on the other side of the glass.Lucia looked calm, probably knowing that no matter how much she hated Nyla, she couldn't do anything now.Nyla picked up the phone and spoke in a cold tone. "What do you want to say to me?"Lucia smirked. "Nyla, do you think you've won?"Nyla remained indifferent, her gaze devoid of any emotion. She thought even hating Lucia seemed excessive."You're overthinking it. I've never tried to win against anyone. Your own greed and extre
Nyla was suddenly yanked from behind and slammed to the ground.A large truck roared past her. Her body ached, but she felt numb, sitting on the ground in a daze."Are you alright?" The person who had pulled her to safety waved a hand in front of her face, thinking she was stunned by the recent events.Nyla nodded. "I'm okay… Thank you…""Are you really sure?""Yes."After confirming she was truly fine, the good Samaritan reminded her to stay alert while crossing the street, then left with a frown.Instead of going home, Nyla went to visit Harrison.…When Nyla arrived, her father was undergoing dialysis.Wren was surprised to see her and quickly wiped away tears from the corners of her eyes, forcing a smile. "Nyla, what brings you here?"Nyla sat beside her and lowered her gaze. "I came to see my dad."Wren sighed. "We don't know when a matching kidney will be found… Your father's health is deteriorating, and each dialysis session is very painful. It breaks my heart to see
Nyla frowned and leered at Harrison. "Dad, what are you saying?! If you say something like this again, I won't come to see you anymore."Before Harrison could respond, Wren quickly spoke up. "Alright, Harrison, stop. You should consider how much this upsets Nyla."Seeing the sadness in Nyla's eyes, Harrison sighed and didn't say anything more.After settling Harrison back into his room, Nyla was about to leave when she couldn't help but ask, "Dad, has the cause of the Harris Pharmaceuticals accident ever been determined?"Harrison was taken aback and then frowned. "Why are you asking about that all of a sudden?""I recently watched some safety accident videos and wanted to know what happened during that incident. After all, I work in a lab and need to be cautious to prevent similar accidents," she lied."I don't remember the specifics. It's been so long, and I'd prefer not to talk about it," Harrison replied.Noticing Harrison's reluctance, Nyla didn't press further. "Alright, I
Nyla's eyes were cold, lacking any warmth.Alexander sighed softly. "Nyla, I truly hope we can have a proper conversation. Aren't you curious at all about how your mother has been living abroad all these years?""There's nothing for me to be curious about," Nyla replied. "Mr. Kinsey, I have things to do, so I'll be leaving now."As she made to leave, Alexander stepped in front of her. "Your mother may be returning to the country next week. She wants to see you. When are you available?""I'm not," Nyla said, sidestepping him. She got into her car and drove off.As she drove, her mind wandered. Why was Emerald coming back now? Years ago, she had left so decisively. Why return now, to disrupt the peace Nyla had finally found?…After arriving home, Nyla sat down on the couch, lost in thought.She hesitated briefly before calling Valarie.When Valarie heard about Emerald's potential return, she immediately suggested, "If she wants to see you, you should meet her. And I think you
As soon as Mason set down the phone, a knock came at the door."Buddy, who were you talking to just now?" Nyla asked.Mason swallowed hard and called out, "Mommy, I wasn't talking to anyone. I was just… talking to myself.""It's late. Go to bed soon," Nyla urged."Okay, Mommy," Mason replied.The sound of footsteps faded from outside the door, and he let out a breath of relief. If Nyla had walked in just a moment earlier, he wouldn't have been able to explain himself....The next morning, Damon, Nyla, and Mason sat at the breakfast table.Damon set his tablet aside and suddenly turned to Nyla. "Nyla, let's get married."The thought of Drake circling Nyla like a predator had left Damon uneasy. He couldn't shake the feeling that he was on the verge of losing her.Nyla froze, looking up at him.Seeing the seriousness in his expression, she couldn't help but laugh. "Other people propose with a ring or at least some flowers."But you? You just hit me with a casual, 'Let's get m
"Grandpa, the hackers attacking our firewall are gone now. The firewall is fixed, and the company is operating normally again!" Theo exclaimed.Pedro remained calm. "I see. You can go back to work now."Theo was momentarily taken aback. "Grandpa, aren't you surprised?""I'm just tired. I'll head home now," Pedro replied.Seeing Pedro stand up to leave, Theo quickly stopped him. "Grandpa, since you're here, stay a bit longer. There are a few documents I don't quite understand. Could you help me out?"Pedro sat back down on the sofa upon noticing Theo's serious expression. "Bring them over."…An hour later, Pedro's face turned beet red with anger as he glared at Theo. "You're a complete failure! I regret handing the company to you. I might as well have given it to Jane!"Although Jane lacked boldness, at least she wouldn't make these rookie mistakes like Theo.Theo's face darkened. "Grandpa, how long has Jane been with the company, and how long have I been here? Isn't it normal
Pedro's expression changed slightly, and he instructed, "I'm on my way. Have the tech department fix it right away!"…By the time Pedro reached the company, more than an hour had passed.Theo sat in his office, fuming, demanding that the tech department resolve the issue within the next half hour.His secretary, visibly trembling, turned to leave but stopped to greet Pedro as he arrived. "Mr. Wilkie, you're here."Pedro nodded. "Get back to work."Once the secretary left, Pedro entered the office and shut the door behind him. "What's going on? It's just a firewall, and it still hasn't been fixed?"Theo's face remained furious. "Ugh, they're all useless—getting paid so much but can't do anything when it matters!"Pedro sat down on the sofa, his face hardening. "If it's not fixed in another half hour, I'll handle it myself."Theo sat across from him, scratching his head in frustration. "What can you do? I don't get it. The firewall was fine before, but now it's under attack out
Drake's smile deepened. "It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that I can help both you and the Wilkie Group.""I asked, why should I trust you?" Pedro repeated."I can invest 10,000,000 dollars into the Wilkie Group right now, no strings attached," Drake said, pulling out his phone and making a call. "Transfer 10,000,000 to the Wilkie Group immediately."Not even 20 seconds after ending the call, Pedro's phone rang."Grandpa, someone just transferred 10,000,000 dollars into the Wilkie Group's account!" Theo exclaimed.Pedro's expression shifted, his voice steady yet wary. "Do not touch that money. Wait for my instructions.""Understood," Theo replied.Hanging up the phone, Pedro glanced at Drake. "Come inside. We'll talk."Inside the study, Pedro closed the door and turned to face Drake. "I believe you're capable of helping me deal with Damon. But I need to know—why are you going after him? Otherwise, I can't trust you."If this man were a plant sent by Damon to trap hi
"You're saying... we should team up with other companies to go against Prospectus Technology?" Theo asked.He frowned as he looked at Pedro. "But Prospectus Technology helped the Wilkie Group before. If we turn around and attack them now, won't people think we're ungrateful?"Pedro let out a cold laugh. "I gave Damon a chance—he chose not to take it. If that's the case, I have no choice but to be ruthless. The Wilkie Group must reclaim that 10% stake!"The thought of that stake being in Damon's hands felt like a sword hanging over Pedro's head, keeping him awake night after night.Initially, he had offered to buy back the shares, but Damon had refused, driven by greed."But—" Theo began."No buts! Do you want the Wilkie Group to end up under the name 'Sumner'?" Pedro leered at Theo, his face contorted with fury.Theo quickly said, "Grandpa, of course, I don't want that. But the Wilkie Group has just stabilized. If we rush into alliances with other companies, it may create future
"Rain boots?" Damon guessed."No," Nyla replied curtly."Galoshes?" Damon tried again.Nyla didn't bother responding."Knee-high socks?" Damon ventured."No! They're torn socks! Didn't you see the little ripped parts I drew?" Nyla cried."I thought those were just wear and tear," Damon reasoned.For a moment, Nyla doubted her artistic ability. Was she really that bad at drawing?"Damon, be honest with me. Are my drawings really that abstract?" she asked.Damon hesitated, choosing his words carefully. "Not exactly. Some words are just harder to draw. Maybe try simpler ones next time."Mason, unbothered, chimed in, "Daddy, stop sugarcoating it. Her drawings are abstract."Damon glared at him. "Be quiet."Mason crossed his arms. "Fine. But I'm definitely not playing Pictionary with Mommy again!""Then I'll play with her!" Damon countered.Mason and Nyla were both speechless.Truthfully, Nyla didn't want to play this game anymore, either. She quickly said, "Alright, it's get
Damon let out a chuckle, his expression full of mockery. "A better life? Then where were you when the Jaystons went bankrupt? Why didn't you take her to Meristate to live this so-called better life then?"Let's not pretend—your real reason for coming back is obvious. No need to spout these hypocritical lies."The other end of the call fell silent.Alexander hadn't expected Damon to uncover his real reason for his arrival to Saintornia so quickly.After a long pause, he finally spoke. "Even if my motives aren't entirely pure, taking her and Buddy to Meristate would undeniably offer them a better life, wouldn't it?""A better life? Or a life of constant fear? I won't let her become a pawn in your family's power struggles. If you want to take her and Buddy, you'll have to go through me first," Damon gritted through his teeth."If she comes to Meristate with me, she'll have a strong chance of inheriting the Nixon fortune. Mr. Sumner, you haven't even asked Nyla how she feels—how do y
Nyla knew she wasn't some extraordinary beauty, and she had a child.Yet, as she thought about Drake's previous investigations into her and his ties to the Nixons, her brow furrowed. A fleeting thought crossed her mind, but it vanished before she could grasp it."Nyla, how about I ask Tom about this another day?" Valarie suggested.Although Nyla didn't want anything more to do with Tom, she couldn't bring herself to care when it came to Nyla."No need," Nyla replied. "Didn't you say Damon was the one who saved you yesterday? He might know. I'll ask him.""That works," Valarie said.Afterward, Nyla lost her appetite and barely ate before parting ways with Valarie and heading to Prospectus Technology.…When Spencer saw her, he looked visibly surprised. "Ms. Kinsey, what brings you here? Mr. Sumner is in a meeting right now, but you can wait for him in his office.""Alright." She nodded and entered Damon's office. She hadn't been seated long when he returned."Nyla, what are yo