The once-bustling top floor of Nyce Tech was eerily quiet. Only a few secretaries remained at their desks.Gabriel approached one of them with a scowl. "Where is everyone?"The secretaries froze at the sound of Gabriel's voice.After a brief moment, one of them looked up, confirming it was him, and quickly stood. "Good afternoon, Mr. Hackett.""I asked you a question," Gabriel repeated, his tone sharp. "Where is everyone else? Why is it so empty here?"The secretary stammered, "T-They've all resigned..."She didn't dare mention that she and the others still present were planning to quit as soon as their work was handed off.Gabriel's expression darkened. "Notify all shareholders to meet me in the conference room in 30 minutes.""Y-Yes, sir..." The secretary hurried off.Back in his office, Gabriel stared at the pile of untouched documents on his desk, his frustration mounting.A bunch of useless slackers! They hadn't even tried to delegate tasks to other shareholders in his a
Gabriel's face was grim, and he didn't speak.The conference room fell silent, the only sound the faint, heavy breathing of those present."Enough. I understand. For now, take care of the backlog of files on my desk. I'll handle the PR situation. I won't let Nyce Tech collapse!" he announced.His words did little to inspire confidence. The shareholders still looked deeply uncertain.From Gabriel's expression, it was clear the allegations of stealing Prospectus Technology's core technology were true.No wonder. That was how they had managed to release the Galaxy chip so quickly.If Prospectus Technology had solid evidence, just the charge of stealing data related to their chip's development would be enough to bankrupt Nyce Tech entirely. Even selling the company wouldn't cover the damages."Understood..." the shareholders chorused.Upon seeing their grimaces, Gabriel's expression darkened further. He waved them off impatiently. "Alright, that's it. You can all leave."The share
There was a brief pause on the other end of the line before Nyla replied in a disappointed voice, "Alright. Just make sure you eat something. I'll call Spencer later to check if you've eaten. Don't skip meals and upset your stomach.""Alright. I'll send you a picture when I eat," Damon replied."Make it a video call instead—how do I know you're not lying to me otherwise?" Nyla challenged.Damon chuckled helplessly. "Fine. I'll call you when I eat.""Okay. I won't bother you anymore. Get back to work," Nyla said.After hanging up, Nyla went to the kitchen and told Lydia to prepare fewer dishes for dinner since Damon wouldn't be home.Lydia nodded. "Got it, Ms. Kinsey. I'll skip the fish and greens.""Perfect," Nyla agreed.Back in the living room, Mason was busy putting his toys into a storage box.Nyla crouched down to help. "Buddy, why aren't you playing anymore?""I'm sleepy, Mommy. I want to take a nap," Mason said.Seeing his drowsy eyes, Nyla replied, "Alright. Let's fi
Nyla clutched her phone, her eyes wide with disbelief and confusion.How could Mason have been taken by Gabriel?Wait...She quickly dialed the villa's phone number, gripping her phone so tightly that her knuckles turned white.Buddy...The call rang and rang until it disconnected automatically. No one answered. Her heart sank.Frantically, she dialed Lydia's number next. Still, no answer.Suddenly, her mind flashed to the maid who had brought her orange juice earlier.That maid... she looked so unfamiliar. Nyla had felt a flicker of suspicion at the time, but Damon's call had interrupted her thoughts, and she'd let it go.Her face turned pale as realization dawned.If only she had been more alert—could Mason have avoided this danger?"Nyla! Nyla!"A firm hand grabbed her shoulder, shaking her back to reality.She looked up to see Damon's anxious face, and tears instantly welled in her eyes. "Damon... Buddy... Did Gabriel really take him? Tell me you're joking. You're lyin
"What exactly do you want?!" Nyla demanded.Hearing the urgency and anger in her voice, Gabriel chuckled. "Nyla, my original plan was to be with you, have a child, and spend the rest of our lives together."The words filled Nyla with disgust. But with Mason in Gabriel's hands, she dared not provoke him. Who knew what he might do?Taking a deep breath to steady herself, she said slowly, "Your goal is me. Taking Buddy doesn't help you. Just let him go, please.""Nyla, that's what I used to think," Gabriel replied. "But after Damon got me thrown in prison and ruined Nyce Tech, I've changed my mind."Nyla's grip on the phone tightened. "What do you want now?""I want Damon to feel the pain I'm going through. Since I can't bankrupt Prospectus Technology, taking Buddy will make him suffer as much as I have.""No! Don't!" Nyla trembled, a wave of terror washing over her. "Gabriel, I'm begging you. Don't hurt Buddy. Please... Let me trade places with him. Take me as your hostage instead
Seeing Nyla's agitated state, Damon pulled her into his arms. "I know. I know. I feel the same way. But we can't panic. The more we panic, the more mistakes we'll make. Buddy will be okay. I promise."Nyla gripped the front of his suit jacket, her tears soaking into his shirt. She tried to stay calm, but the thought of Mason in danger made her tremble with fear.Damon gently patted her back and spoke softly. "Let's go upstairs. We'll wait for Gabriel's call and any updates from my team."They went upstairs.Nyla sat on the couch, her eyes fixed on her phone, anxiously waiting for Gabriel's call.Damon stood by the window, his face grim, staring out as his thoughts churned.The tension in the room was palpable as the minutes dragged on.Finally, Nyla's phone rang.She snatched it up, her breath hitching when she saw Gabriel's name on the screen.Answering quickly, she asked, "Have you decided? Will you let me trade places with Buddy?""I will," Gabriel replied. "But you'll hav
Gabriel was initially furious, but as he looked closer, he noticed that Mason's eyes resembled Nyla's. His expression changed slightly, and he averted his gaze, deciding to ignore the boy. After all, Nyla would soon show up willingly.As for Mason, Gabriel had never planned on letting him go. His original intention had been to abduct both Nyla and Mason and immediately leave the country with them. As long as Mason was in his possession, he could use the boy to threaten Nyla into staying with him.Although the plan had taken a slight detour, everything was still within his control.Once his men brought Nyla to him, he could take them abroad. No matter how resourceful Damon was, he couldn't track them down.Thinking about his future life with Nyla, Gabriel smiled. He didn't notice that the ropes binding Mason's hands were gradually loosening.While Mason worked diligently to secretly free himself, his smartwatch suddenly began ringing.The abrupt sound startled Mason and Gabriel.
Damon replied coolly, "Understood."He ended the call and discussed the plan with Nyla, ensuring the conversation wouldn't raise Gabriel's suspicions.Just as Nyla was about to dial, her phone lit up with an incoming call. Seeing Gabriel's name on the screen, she froze for a moment before exchanging a glance with Damon.Taking a deep breath, she answered. "Hello?""Nyla, you should be on your way by now. I've changed my mind. Go to the Sotoz subway station. Damon should head to the Marsh Street subway station. I'll have someone bring Mason to him there," Gabriel instructed.Sotoz and Marsh Street were in entirely different directions from the original locations he had provided—one to the east, the other to the west.However, Sotoz was only a few kilometers from Garmony Residence."Alright, I understand," Nyla said evenly."Don't try anything funny," Gabriel warned. "If you or Damon deviate from the plan, neither of you will ever see Buddy again."Clenching the phone tightly, N
"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