The first room—empty.The second room—also empty.By the time Nyla had checked every room, there was still no sign of Mason. Her patience was wearing thin, and her emotions were teetering on the edge of breaking.Gabriel's voice broke the tense silence behind her. "Nyla, don't worry. Buddy is in a very safe place. You just need to—"Slap!Before he could finish, Nyla spun around and slapped him hard across the face.The crisp sound echoed down the hallway, plunging it into silence.A bright red handprint bloomed on Gabriel's cheek, stark and glaring. Yet, instead of anger, he let out a faint laugh. "Nyla, you still don't trust me, do you? You still think I'd hurt you, is that it?"Nyla's gaze was icy. "I'll ask you one more time. Where is Buddy? If you don't tell me, I'll call the police."Gabriel might use gentle words, but his actions spoke differently. From his underhanded tactics that had brought down Prospectus Technology to taking Mason without her consent, everything he
Gabriel's expression changed when he saw the police. He hadn't expected Nyla to actually follow through and call them.One of the officers turned to him, his tone stern. "Is what Ms. Kinsey said true? Where is the child? If you don't hand him over, we'll have to treat this as a kidnapping case and take you into custody."Gabriel forced a smile and glanced at Nyla. "Nyla, didn't you just say you already know where Buddy is? Why involve the police if you've already found him?"Nyla scowled. "Yes, I know where he is, but the location requires your fingerprint for access. Now that the police are here, don't try any more tricks."A flicker of surprise crossed Gabriel's face. He hadn't expected her to figure out where Mason was being kept. That location indeed required his fingerprint to enter.When he'd taken Mason earlier, he had anticipated that Nyla would come looking for him, so he had locked the boy in his company office.Since Nyla already knew, and with the police present, cont
Nyla quickly comforted Mason. "I'm sorry, sweetheart. Mommy's late."She hugged and consoled him for a long while before he finally calmed down, though his little body still trembled with occasional sobs, his cheeks streaked with tears.Nyla gently wiped his tears away, her voice soft. "No more crying now, okay? Mommy's taking you home."Mason sniffled. "Okay."When Nyla stood up, she noticed Gabriel still lingering nearby and frowned. "Why are you still here?"Gabriel ignored her question. He crouched down and looked directly at Mason. "Buddy, tell me—how did you get out of the office?"The security systems at Nyce Tech had always been flawless, yet right after locking Mason in his office, everything had gone haywire.It seemed impossible, but Gabriel couldn't shake the suspicion that somehow Mason was involved.Mason's eyes mirrored his mother's disdain. "Why should I tell you? You're a bad man! I hate you!"If it hadn't been for this man, he would have been home, enjoying d
No one dared to answer. In truth, they had made no progress—neither fixing the bug nor stabilizing the system.The silence in the conference room was suffocating.Heads lowered, each person desperate to avoid eye contact with Gabriel.Their collective silence only fueled his anger. He slammed the files on the table. "Get back to work! If this isn't resolved today, don't expect to leave!"Relieved to escape his presence, the team scrambled out of the room.Left alone, Gabriel pulled out his phone and reviewed the security footage from his office. He rewound to the moment right after he had locked Mason inside.At first, Mason tried the door but quickly realized it was locked. Then he began wreaking havoc—knocking over a teapot, pulling a painting off the wall, scattering important documents across the floor, and gleefully stomping on them.Gabriel's jaw tightened as he watched the destruction unfold, veins bulging in his temple.He continued to watch. Mason hopped onto Gabriel's
Hearing that, Nyla instinctively bit her lip and lingered at the door momentarily. In the end, she sighed quietly and walked away without saying anything more.When she returned to the living room, Lydia immediately approached her. "Ms. Kinsey, how is Mr. Sumner?"Nyla shook her head. "He's fine, don't worry. But he still doesn't want to come out to eat. Just keep the food warm for him tonight and take it to him whenever he feels like eating."Lydia nodded quickly. "Got it. Ms. Kinsey, you should go have dinner.""Okay," Nyla said, though she didn't have much of an appetite.Between Prospectus Technology's bankruptcy and Mason being forcibly taken by Gabriel earlier in the day, she was utterly exhausted, both mentally and physically.Despite that, she had to force herself to eat for Damon and Mason's sake. They both needed her to stay strong.She sat down at the dining table, and Mason frowned slightly upon noticing it was just the two of them."Mommy, isn't Daddy coming to eat
However, things might change once Damon regained his footing.Hearing Caroline's unspoken caution, Nyla lowered her gaze and said earnestly, "I know you're saying this for my own good, but Damon is worth it."He spent five years alone without knowing if I was even alive, and he never let another woman into his life. I trust him. Even if I lose this bet, I won't regret it.""Alright," Caroline relented. "As long as you've thought it through. I'll support you no matter what. But if you stay in Saintornia, it'll be hard for us to see each other again."Caroline had decided to remain in Capitarnia while still studying there. Over the years, she had saved enough to buy a place for herself. Even before Nyla's return, Caroline was already searching for a property."That's okay. As long as we keep each other in our hearts, no distance is too far. Besides, our little family of three might move to Capitarnia someday. We'll have chances to meet," Nyla replied.Caroline chuckled. "Alright. I
"I know," Damon replied.Looking at his expressionless face, Lydia hesitated for a moment before cautiously asking, "Mr. Sumner, what's your plan from here?""I'm not sure yet. For now, I'll handle the company's remaining affairs," Damon answered.Filing for bankruptcy didn't mean everything was finished. There was still a mountain of follow-up work to manage. Now that he had accepted Prospectus Technology's bankruptcy, his immediate priorities were tying up loose ends and suing Nyce Tech for stealing the company's core data.Lydia finally breathed a sigh of relief upon noticing that, despite his exhaustion, Damon didn't look utterly defeated. As long as he hadn't lost hope, that was what mattered. What she feared most was that Damon might crumble under the blow and let his thoughts spiral into something irreversible."Mr. Sumner, you didn't eat dinner last night. You must be hungry. Let me make you some breakfast. What would you like?" she asked.Damon pondered before answer
"Alright. I'll keep paying your salary during these three months," Damon replied.Spencer shook his head. "That's not necessary. I've been working nonstop for years. I'll treat this time as a break to recharge."Besides, Spencer thought Damon would need the money if he planned to start over. Paying him would only add to Damon's burden.Damon, who had spent years navigating the business world, easily saw through Spencer's intentions but chose not to point them out.He nodded. "Alright then.""If there's nothing else, Mr. Sumner, I'll head out. Please don't hesitate to call or message if you need anything," Spencer said."Mm," Damon hummed in response.After Spencer left, Damon turned on his computer and got to work.Upstairs in the bedroom…Nyla woke from a nightmare, gasping for breath. She looked around, taking a few moments to realize she was in the bedroom, then ran downstairs.She pushed open the study's door to find Damon seated at the desk, working. A wave of relief was
Then, Stefan was enveloped by the fragrance.When Valarie's arms wrapped around his waist, his body stiffened as though he had been struck by an electric jolt.Before he could respond, she had already released him.Smiling, she said, "Thanks for dinner and for showing me around campus tonight. Goodnight.""G-Goodnight..." Stefan stammered.As Valarie walked away, the faint scent of gardenias lingered for a moment before fading, leaving Stefan with an inexplicable sense of loss.He stood there, watching her car until it disappeared from view. Only then did he snap back to reality and head toward his dorm.Just as he reached the building, his phone rang. Seeing the name "Michelle" on the screen, he hesitated before stepping aside to answer."What do you want?" he asked."Nothing much. Just wondering how things are going with Valarie," Michelle replied."It's whatever. If that's all, I'm hanging up," Stefan said.A cold laugh echoed from the other end of the line. "Stefan, if y
"Fine, Brandon. Don't regret this!" Jayden snapped and hung up the phone.Brandon set his phone down and walked out of his office.…When Jayden returned to the hospital ward, Michelle looked at him with anticipation. "Jayden, what did Brandon say? Did he agree to come?"Meeting Michelle's hopeful gaze, Jayden pressed his lips together and lowered his eyes, unable to meet hers. "Michelle... Brandon's been really busy with work lately, so he doesn't have time to visit. But once he's less busy, he'll come see you—""You don't have to lie to me," Michelle cut him off, her gaze falling as she gave a self-deprecating smile. "He's not busy… He just doesn't want to come, does he?""Michelle..." Jayden walked over to the bedside, wanting to comfort her, but he didn't know what to say."Jayden, can I have some time alone?" Michelle asked quietly.Seeing the heartbreak on her face, Jayden felt a sharp pang of sadness. He also felt a growing sense of unfairness toward her.She had been i
Valarie raised an eyebrow and called Stefan.The call was answered almost immediately, followed by a nervous voice. "V-Veevee? You're calling me?""Did I interrupt anything?" Valarie asked."N-No! Not at all! I'm just surprised, that's all," Stefan replied.Valarie smiled. "Have you eaten yet?""I... uh... n-not yet... There's a new menu in the cafeteria. It's really good. Want to come try it?" Stefan asked.His cautious, hopeful tone tugged at Valarie's heart."Sure. Give me 20 minutes," Valarie said.After hanging up, she drove straight to Saintosh University.…The moment Valarie parked near the entrance, she saw Stefan walking toward her.She stepped out of the car and met him halfway. "Have you been waiting for me this whole time?"Stefan shook his head. "No, I just got here."As he spoke, he avoided her gaze, his eyes darting nervously.They walked across campus together, Stefan eagerly pointing out buildings and landmarks.Valarie laughed. "You know, I actually at
Valarie pushed him away, her expression impassive. "Say that again when the month is over.""You can trust me. I'll keep my promise," Brandon assured her.A flicker of sarcasm crossed Valarie's face, but she remained silent.She walked into the villa, and only once the door clicked shut behind her did Brandon turn and leave.Back in her bedroom, Valarie collapsed onto the couch, pressing her fingers to her throbbing temples.…The following days passed in a blur of work.Valarie was so consumed that she barely had time to eat.Every now and then, her youthful admirer would text her, asking what she was up to. If she had a free moment, she'd send a brief reply. Otherwise, she ignored him.Thankfully, he was tactful enough not to press when she didn't respond.By Friday evening, the preliminary phase of the project was complete, and Valarie finally had the chance to enjoy a proper weekend.She called Nyla, hoping to meet for drinks.There was a brief pause before Nyla's voice
"Just go, Brandon. I don't want to argue with you here," Valarie said.Upon seeing her cold expression, a sharp pain stabbed at Brandon's chest. Without a word, he turned and walked away.Only when his figure disappeared through the restaurant's doors did the young man finally release Valarie's hand."Are you okay, Veevee?" he asked softly.Valarie exhaled, offering a small smile. "I'm fine. Let's finish eating."But throughout the rest of the meal, she was clearly distracted.The young man noticed and did his best to make her laugh, but her mood remained subdued.After dinner, Valarie offered to drive him back to his university.The drive was quiet, her energy subdued—nothing like the lively spirit she'd had when they first met up.When they reached the campus gate, he turned to her. "Veevee, do you... still have feelings for that guy from earlier?"Valarie hesitated before answering, "No, I'm just tired. Don't overthink it. Get some rest.""When can I see you again? I'll t
Valarie frowned and coldly asked, "Brandon, what are you doing here?"Brandon glared at her, frustration thick in his voice. "Valarie, I should be the one asking you that. You promised me that if I stayed away from Michelle for a month, you'd forgive me. So why are you here, on a date with another man?"His tone dripped with jealousy, but Valarie remained unfazed."I did say that," she replied calmly. "But if I remember correctly, we're already broken up. Who I see and what I do is none of your business, is it?"Brandon's face darkened. "You say we're broken up, but I never agreed to that. We just had a fight. And if you're seeing someone else while we're in a rough patch, that's not fair to us, is it?"Before Valarie could respond, the man across from her spoke up. "It's fine, mister. Even if I'm just a backup for her, I'm willing."The words hung in the air, and the entire restaurant fell silent.Brandon's anger flared, and he let out a laugh, though it was devoid of humor. He
Brandon noticed Nyla's cold attitude and sat down in silence. Neither of them spoke until Damon returned with the fruit."Why so quiet?" he asked.Nyla took the bowl of strawberries from his hands. "Nothing to talk about."Damon looked slightly surprised. Nyla rarely made her feelings about someone so obvious.He turned to Brandon and asked, "Did you do something to upset my wife?"Brandon was speechless.He was innocent! He hadn't even seen Nyla recently—how could he have offended her?Then it hit him. Valarie must have told her everything during her visit earlier. That had to be why Nyla was siding with her friend and giving him the cold shoulder.Realizing this, he grew anxious. "Aunt Nyla, I swear, there was nothing going on between me and that friend. Valarie misunderstood.""Oh," Nyla said flatly. "Then go explain it to her. She's the one dating you, after all."Thinking about Valarie's dinner plans that evening, Nyla suddenly chuckled. If Brandon knew about the younger
"I really don't know. I can barely remember how we even started liking each other. By the time I realized it, we already had feelings," Nyla explained.Seeing how serious Nyla looked, Valarie let out a sigh. "Fine. I guess I'll have to figure it out on my own."The two continued chatting for a while. Just as Valarie was about to leave, Damon walked in.She stood up to greet him but frowned slightly when she saw Brandon following behind him. Without a word, she completely ignored him.Brandon's face darkened for a moment, and he was about to say something when Valarie turned to Nyla and said, "Nyla, I'm heading out.""Okay, I'll walk you out," Nyla offered."No need. I've been here so many times—I know the way," Valarie dismissed.Watching Valarie disappear out the door, Brandon hesitated for a moment before turning to Damon. "Uncle Damon, I need to talk to Valarie. Give me ten minutes."Without waiting for a response, he rushed out after her.When he reached the entrance, he s
Nyla knelt in front of Mason and gently said, "Of course.""Thank you, Mommy!" Mason chirped.For the next week, Mason slept with Nyla and Damon every night. Only after he was completely sure they weren't going anywhere did he finally move back to his own room.…As soon as Valarie found out that Nyla and Damon were back, she drove straight to their house.The moment she saw Nyla, her eyes turned red, and she rushed over to hug her tightly. "I thought you were never coming back! You didn't even tell me—you just disappeared! Do you even consider me a friend?!"Nyla gently patted her back. "I didn't want you to worry.""And that's why you just left without a word?! You're a terrible person!" Valarie whined."Okay, okay, I admit it. I'm awful. I'm sorry, alright? Please don't be mad," Nyla coaxed.Valarie scolded her a little more before finally sitting down on the couch. "So now that you're back, you're not going back to Meristate, right?"Nyla shook her head. "Nope. I have not