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
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
"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
"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
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
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
"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
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
Nyla was momentarily stunned but reached out to accept the gift."Can I open it now?" she asked.Alexander nodded. "Of course."She lifted the lid and found a stunning ruby necklace inside, surrounded by diamonds that shimmered like a star-studded sky. It was breathtaking—impossible to look away from."It's beautiful. Thank you," she gasped."As long as you like it, that's all that matters. By the way, where's Buddy?" Alexander asked."He's probably in the main hall," Nyla answered.Alexander chuckled. "Alright. I'll go look for him."As soon as he left, Valarie let out a gasp of amazement. "Nyla, who was that guy? I just saw this necklace on the news a while ago. It was auctioned off for 20,000,000 dollars to a mysterious buyer! And now, I see it in real life—right here!"Nyla was taken aback. She hadn't expected the necklace to be that valuable.She examined it again. Aside from its beauty, it didn't seem all that special."Are you sure it's worth so much?" she asked.Val
Opening the food container, Nyla found it filled with all her favorite snacks. She couldn't help but smile."Valarie, you barely ate anything earlier. Want some?" she asked.Valarie glanced at the food, raised an eyebrow, and replied, "I'm already full—from all the PDA I've been force-fed today."Time passed quickly, and before they knew it, it was already 2:00 p.m.Valarie led Nyla out of the dressing room, where Harrison waited at the entrance, seated in his wheelchair.The moment Nyla saw him, her eyes welled with tears. "Dad."Harrison's voice thickened with emotion. "I'm here to walk you down the aisle."Nyla squeezed his hand as they descended the stairs together.At the entrance to the grand hall, Nyla held her bouquet with one hand and her father's hand with the other, her heart racing with anticipation.The doors swung open.Damon stood at the end of the aisle, dressed in a sharp white suit. His eyes locked onto Nyla's, filled with nothing but love and tenderness.E
At that moment, Nyla finally understood what Damon had meant by a "surprise."Her eyes welled with emotion as she turned to Valarie. "Where is he now?""I'm not sure, but he's probably still handling the wedding preparations. Try on the dress first and see if it fits!" Valarie said with a grin.Nyla blinked back her tears and nodded. "Okay."With Valarie's help, she slipped into the wedding dress.It fit her perfectly—just as she had imagined.Gazing at her reflection in the mirror, she felt a bit dazed.It had been so long since she'd last worn a wedding dress—so long that she had almost forgotten what it felt like.Beside her, Valarie admired the sight. "You look gorgeous! My best friend never disappoints. Oh, wait—there's still this!"Nyla turned to see Valarie holding a diamond-studded tiara. She couldn't help but smile."Let me put it on for you," Valarie offered."Okay."Valarie carefully adjusted the tiara on Nyla's head, making sure it sat just right."Perfect," sh
"Then it's settled. I'll pick you up tomorrow morning. We'll need to get our hair and makeup done too," Valarie said.Nyla nodded. "Alright."…That evening, during dinner, Damon mentioned his upcoming business trip.Nyla looked slightly surprised but quickly nodded. "How long will you be gone?""Two or three days. I'm not sure yet," Damon replied."Okay, got it."Damon placed a piece of braised pork on her plate and gently reminded her, "While I'm away, let Lydia and the maids handle things. Don't try to do everything yourself.""I know. Don't worry," Nyla assured him.After dinner, once Damon had gone to his study, Nyla called Valarie. "He's definitely leaving in the morning. Come pick me up after nine.""Got it," Valarie answered.After hanging up, Nyla turned on the TV and curled up on the couch, waiting for Damon to finish working. Before she knew it, she had dozed off.Around 10:00 p.m., Damon emerged from his study to find her asleep on the couch again.With a sigh,
Brandon only knew how to send flowers, gifts, or food every day. He never thought to create surprises like Damon did.Valarie could always predict what Brandon would send, and it never surprised or touched her.It was boring."I'll leave it to you tomorrow, then," Damon reminded her."I'm happy to help," Valarie replied. "But I have a suggestion for you."Damon raised an eyebrow. "What suggestion?""Teach Brandon how to create surprises." Valarie huffed. "That way, he won't just stand outside my office building every day."Damon chuckled. "Thanks for the compliment. I'll do my best."After hanging up, Valarie tidied her desk, grabbed her bag, and left the office.As soon as she stepped outside, she spotted Brandon waiting nearby.She rolled her eyes and pretended not to see him.Brandon quickly caught up. "Valarie, I've been waiting outside your office for half a month now. Can't you just give me a chance? Let's have a meal together."Valarie glanced at him. "Brandon, if yo
The parents and the children sighed in relief after hearing what Mason said.Some parents even began praising him, encouraging their own kids to learn from his kindness.After another ten minutes of pleasantries, they finally left, and the house fell silent again.Damon turned to Nyla. "Are you satisfied with how this was handled?"Nyla glanced at him. "That's not a question for me. You should be asking Buddy. If he's satisfied, then I'm satisfied."Mason looked up at Damon and smiled. "Thank you, Daddy. I'm very happy with the outcome.""As long as you're happy. If anyone at school bullies you again, you need to tell Mommy and Daddy right away. Let us handle it, okay?" Damon reminded him.Mason nodded seriously. "I know, Daddy."This time, he had intentionally acted upset in front of his parents, ensuring they noticed something was wrong so they would discover he was being bullied.Thinking about it, he felt a little sneaky.Then again, they had bullied him first, so it seem
"I feel the same way, Mr. Sumner," one of the parents said, her voice trembling. "I never expected my son to do something so cruel to a classmate. Whatever it takes to make it right, I'll do it—even if that means making my son kneel down and apologize right now!"Another parent spoke up. "Mr. Sumner, this is my failure as a parent. I want to personally apologize to you. I'm truly sorry."One by one, eight adults, all around Damon’s age or older, lowered their heads and offered their apologies.Damon watched them coldly, his face unreadable.Meanwhile, Nyla continued playing with Mason as though she hadn’t noticed the scene unfolding.Mason, having recovered from his initial shock, remained silent. He calmly stacked his toy blocks, as if he hadn’t heard a word of their apologies.The children who had bullied him earlier huddled close to their parents, their faces pale with fear.Seeing their strict, distant parents suddenly humbled in front of Damon, they began to understand the
Candice, the youngest daughter of the Taft Group's CEO, had a birthday party that attracted guests from powerful families. Given that Mason attended one of the most elite kindergartens in Saintornia, it was safe to assume that all of the students' parents were influential and wealthy."Spencer is still looking into it. I'll update you as soon as I have answers. Don't worry too much," Damon reassured her.Nyla lowered her gaze. "Okay."Noticing her distress, Damon pulled her into his arms and spoke gently. "Nyla, don't be too hard on yourself. We caught this early, so we can handle it properly."I'll arrange for a child psychologist to help Buddy process this. He won't be left with lasting trauma. You're not to blame."Nyla rested her head on his shoulder, her voice trembling. "I've been neglecting Buddy lately. That's why I didn't notice anything was wrong. And from the way those kids treated him in the video, this isn't the first time they've bullied him."She couldn't bear to i
"Buddy clearly doesn't want to talk about it," Damon said. "If you keep pressing him, it'll only make him feel worse. I'll have Spencer look into what happened at the party today. Once we have the full picture, we'll figure out what to do. For now, let's go eat dinner."Nyla pressed her lips together. "I don't have much of an appetite."Thinking of how dejected Mason had looked earlier made her heart ache."You still need to eat something," Damon coaxed.Distracted, Nyla took only a few bites before setting her utensils down.Damon didn't push her. Instead, he asked Lydia to keep the food warm in case she got hungry later.Soon after dinner, Spencer arrived. "Mr. Sumner, I managed to get the surveillance footage from the Tafts' party today."Damon nodded and had Spencer send it to his phone.The video was over half an hour long. At first, everything seemed normal, but midway through, things took a turn.A group of kids cornered Mason, forcing him to eat all the cake in their h