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
After breakfast, Nyla drove Mason to school while Damon headed directly to the office.On the way, Mason asked, "Mommy, is Daddy upset about something these past couple of days?"Nyla glanced at him. She and Damon hadn't told Mason about Prospectus Technology's bankruptcy, fearing it would upset him.At five years old, he likely wouldn't fully grasp its implications. Still, they had underestimated his perceptiveness. Even at his age, Mason could easily pick up on the emotions of the adults around him.Over the weekend, Damon had spent most of his time in the study, barely interacting with Mason. Naturally, Mason had noticed something was amiss.Reaching out, Nyla gently tousled his hair. "Yes, Daddy has been a little upset lately, but don't worry—he'll feel better soon."Mason nodded, though he didn't completely understand. "Okay."Before long, the car pulled up in front of Mason's kindergarten.After walking him inside, Nyla paused to speak with his teacher, Ms. Ferrier, at th
Nyla frowned. "What are you trying to say?"Gabriel hesitated before explaining, "On Friday, when I left Buddy in my office, the company's system suddenly had issues during that same timeframe. I—"She cut him off sharply, "Are you suggesting my five-year-old son somehow sabotaged your company's system? Do you even realize how ridiculous you sound?"Gabriel stood in silence, his expression awkward. Even he knew how absurd it sounded."I don't have time for your nonsense," Nyla commented. "Instead of pointing fingers at Buddy, maybe you should look into whether your system was already faulty."With that, she shoved past him and left.Gabriel stood there for a moment, watching her car disappear down the road before finally heading back to his vehicle.…As Mason walked into his kindergarten classroom, he quickly noticed his classmates giving him odd looks.He ignored them, found his seat, and waited quietly for the teacher to arrive.After a while, one of the children approache
"That's more like it," Valarie chirped.Nyla couldn't help but say, "Valarie, stop bullying Brandon all the time."Brandon turned to her and sighed dramatically. "Aunt Nyla, since you mentioned it, I have to say something. You have no idea what I've been through these past six months, I— Ouch!"Before he could finish, Valarie pinched his waist. "What was that? Tell me, Brandon. Have you been unhappy these past six months?""N-No... I've been very happy..." Brandon winced."Have I bullied you then?" Valarie pressed."No..." Brandon murmured.Valarie huffed. "If not, then keep your mouth shut, or Nyla will really think I mistreat you." Brandon gave her a pitiful look, lowering his head like a scolded puppy.Before they married, Valarie had been gentle and beautiful in his eyes. But after marriage, he realized how wrong he had been.Gentle and beautiful? All an illusion.If he stayed out drinking and came home late, he'd have to choose between sleeping on the couch or outside.
Taking Mia to work was exhausting, but every time she smiled at Damon, it made everything worth it."She'll be fine. Didn't you just say she loves us both equally? She'll cry for a bit, but if you stop taking her to the office, she'll get used to being at home," Nyla reasoned.Seeing Nyla's determination, Damon finally relented. "Alright, we'll try it tomorrow. But if she cries too much, you'll have to take her to the office.""Deal!" Nyla said....After getting ready for work the next morning, Damon kissed Mia on the cheek and headed for the door.As soon as he changed his shoes at the entrance, she reached her little arms toward him, asking to be held. She had grown so accustomed to going to the office with him every day that it had become a reflex.Damon glanced at Nyla. "Nyla, maybe today we should—"Nyla interrupted, "Nope. You go to work. And if you're free for lunch, don't bother coming home. If you need to work late, no rush to come back either."Damon chuckled. "You'
"Brandon, from now on, I'm entrusting Valarie to you," Jonathan said. "She's been spoiled by us and can be a little willful at times. I hope you'll be patient with her in your marriage, and I wish you both a lifetime of happiness together."Brandon held Valarie's hand tightly, his expression solemn. "Dad, don't worry. I'll cherish her with all my heart."Jonathan nodded, stepping down from the stage. He discreetly wiped away his tears.After exchanging vows and rings, Valarie and Brandon sealed their love with a kiss, surrounded by cheers and applause.…On the way home from the wedding, Nyla glanced at Damon. "I saw Mr. Weir wipe his tears so many times today. When Bunny gets married, you'll definitely be just like him, sneaking off somewhere to cry."Damon's grip on the steering wheel tightened slightly, his gaze sharpening. "No one will ever be good enough for my daughter. If she never gets married, we'll take care of her for the rest of our lives."Nyla raised an eyebrow and
"Of course! When's the wedding?" Nyla asked.Valarie shook her head. "We haven't decided yet. He'll come to my house in a few days to discuss it with my parents."Nyla raised an eyebrow. "You're about to get really busy. Planning a wedding alone will take a lot of work.""Yeah, I'm already getting a headache just thinking about it," Valarie replied....For the next few months, Valarie was completely consumed by wedding preparations and work, barely having time to catch her breath.The wedding was set for August 8th, leaving them with less than six months to finalize everything.Valarie even traveled abroad several times to meet with designers and ensure her wedding dress was exactly what she wanted.Beyond the dress, she and Brandon spent hours discussing every detail—from the venue to the wedding favors and bouquet choices....After months of nonstop planning, the big day finally arrived.Valarie was already up, getting her hair and makeup done at 2:00 a.m.By the time N
Valarie looked up and saw the approaching glow.When the figure finally stopped in front of her, she realized it was Brandon.Frowning, she asked, "Where did you go? I waited so long for you. And what are you hiding behind your back?"Brandon flipped his phone face-down on the table, revealing the flowers he had hidden. Then he dropped to one knee."Valarie, I had planned a perfect proposal for you, but when you asked earlier about the meaning of wearing a wedding dress, I knew I couldn't wait any longer."Before I met you, my life revolved solely around work. I never paused for anyone—I never cared whether the sun was rising or setting, or if the moon was full or waning. But everything changed after I met you."I began cherishing the thought of greeting you every morning, sharing meals with you, and standing by your side for life."Valarie, I want every morning to begin with us waking up together, and every night to end with us holding each other as we fall asleep."Finally, B
Of course, every time they visited Valarie's home, Phoebe would subtly—or sometimes not so subtly—hint that they should get married.Brandon had always assumed Valarie wasn't interested in marriage since she never responded to those hints. He hadn't considered proposing.But today, seeing her so excited about picking out baby clothes made him start to imagine a future with her—building a family, raising a child.That thought filled his heart with warmth.After more than three hours of shopping, they finally left the mall, their arms full of bags.Once they loaded everything into the car, Valarie turned to Brandon. "I'm starving. Let's grab something to eat."Brandon nodded. "Sure. What are you in the mood for?""I'm not picky. Is there anything good around here? I don't feel like going too far," she replied.Brandon paused, then said, "There's a place with ethnic cuisine nearby. I went there once for a business meeting—it was pretty authentic. Want to give it a try?""Sounds g
Nyla was silent for a moment before nodding. "Alright. If you ever need Damon to help figure out Brandon's thoughts, just let me know.""I will. Don't worry about us, though. You just gave birth. Your main priority should be resting," Valarie said."Okay," Nyla replied.Valarie lingered in the bedroom for a while, but when she saw Nyla looking tired, she stood up and left.Downstairs, only Brandon was in the living room.Valarie walked over to him and asked, "Where's Damon?""He had something to take care of for work, so he went to the study. How's Aunt Nyla?" Brandon asked."She seems to be doing well, and the baby is adorable. Oh, right, I forgot to ask what the baby's name is. I only know her nickname is Bunny," Valarie said.Just thinking about Mia Sumner's cute little face made Valarie smile. She was already looking forward to the day the baby would call her godmother.A flicker of something crossed Brandon's eyes. "You really like kids, huh?""Of course! I've said befor
Once they were in the car, Nyla suddenly recalled Damon's phone call earlier. "By the way, what did Alexander want?"After a brief pause, Damon glanced at her. "He said Ms. Kinsey left you an inheritance and asked when we'd be able to go to Meristate to take care of it."Nyla pressed her lips together before replying, "Call him later and tell him to donate it or keep it for himself. I don't want it.""Alright," Damon replied.When they arrived home, Damon helped Nyla settle onto the couch, placing a pillow behind her back for support. Then, he said seriously, "Nyla, you've been through enough. Let's not have any more kids after this."During her first pregnancy with Mason, Damon hadn't been around, so he hadn't realized how difficult it was for her.Now, experiencing this pregnancy with her, every checkup and blood draw made his heart ache.Once Nyla gave birth, he planned to get a vasectomy. Two kids were enough for them.Nyla shot him a look. "This wasn't exactly planned, was
More than half an hour later, Nyla finally stirred from her nap.When she opened her eyes, she found Damon sitting by her bed, watching her. She froze for a moment, caught off guard.Rubbing her eyes, she realized he was still there and confirmed she wasn't dreaming.She slowly sat up, her voice still heavy with sleep. "Why are you here? Shouldn't you be in your study working?""I missed you, so I came to see you," Damon replied.Nyla narrowed her eyes. "You definitely have something to say if you're here all of a sudden."Damon chuckled, a little helpless. "I guess I can't fool you.""Of course not. I know you too well. Ever since I got pregnant, you've never come to see me like this in the afternoon," Nyla said."Alright. Go freshen up first, and I'll wait for you downstairs," Damon suggested."Okay," Nyla replied.After washing up, she went downstairs and sat beside Damon. "Alright, tell me. What's going on? You're acting all mysterious."Damon hesitated for a moment befo