Nyla laughed lightly, her gaze indifferent as she said, "Do you even believe what you’re saying? If you really didn’t want to see her, you wouldn’t have allowed her to keep the baby or stay in the city. With your power, you could have easily taken care of that.""The baby… I had no choice but to let her keep it…" Clark explained.Nyla lowered her gaze and spoke slowly. "You don’t need to explain yourself to me. I don’t want to argue about it anymore. If you want to see her, I can leave and take a taxi home."As soon as she finished speaking, the black Cayenne sped off.…Less than half an hour later, they arrived at the villa.Nyla was about to get out when Clark said coldly, "Nyla, remember, you’re the one pushing me toward her.""If you really want to be with her, I won’t blame you. I came back prepared to accept her and the child," Nyla replied.Clark didn’t look at her and said coldly, "Get out!"Nyla got out of the car. As soon as she closed the door, Clark sped away. Wat
Nyla remained unfazed by Cindy's words. Had she not become a housewife after marrying Clark, she could have maintained her current lifestyle on her own."Mrs. Sumner, didn't you know? I didn't want to come back. It was your son who forced me. Why don't you go tell him to kick me out?" Nyla said.Cindy's face flushed red with anger as she pointed at Nyla. "You!"Finding it pointless to argue with Cindy, Nyla stood up and said, "Patricia, I'm hungry. Let's start dinner."Seeing Nyla's blatant disregard, Cindy was livid and immediately called Clark to complain. To her dismay, he coldly told her to leave the villa and refused to take any more of her calls, not even giving her a chance to tell him that Nyla couldn't have children.Cindy was nearly driven to a heart attack by the frustration.He had truly forsaken his mother for his wife!After Cindy left, Nyla called the hospital where she had her checkup and requested a copy of her report. When the report arrived, it was identical t
Nyla widened her eyes and quickly asked, "Which bar are you at?""The one on Tancy Street, where we went before. Are you coming?" Valarie asked."Yes," Nyla answered, hung up, and hurriedly changed clothes to go out.As Nyla started the car, she hesitated. She worried that showing up might escalate the situation, especially since she wasn't sure if Damon had hit Clark because of her. If it was for another reason, her presence would be pointless and embarrassing.Nyla doubted Damon would do anything for her after their fallout at the Sumner residence.After calming herself, Nyla decided against going.Just as she returned to her bedroom, her phone rang. It was Valarie. "Nyla, I was wrong. Damon wasn't trying to purge. He was standing up for Erin, who had a conflict with Jordyn at the mall earlier."Nyla gripped her phone with a bitter smile. It was a good thing she hadn't rushed over—she would have made a fool of herself."I see," she replied.Valarie continued. "But do you thi
Feeling frustrated and aggrieved, Clark watched as Nyla finished her breakfast and left the table. As he stared at her retreating figure, he slammed his fork and knife onto the table, startling Patricia, who was seated nearby."Mr. Sumner, is the breakfast not to your liking?" Patricia asked.Clark rose from his seat and departed without responding, his expression stern.As soon as he got into his car outside the villa, his phone rang. Seeing that it was Cindy calling, he answered with a frown. "Mom, what's the matter so early in the morning?""Clark, did you know Nyla can't have children?!" Cindy demanded.Clark's expression turned icy as he asked, "Did Jordyn tell you?""Never mind who told me. If she really can't have children, you need to divorce her immediately!" Cindy insisted.Her commanding tone made Clark's gaze harden. "Mom, this is between Nyla and me. You don't get to make decisions about it. Also, I don't want anyone else in the Sumners to know about this. If it get
Damon's expression turned icy as he looked at Erin and said, "Ms. Hulle, I hope you understand the implications of what you're saying."Erin smiled, showing no fear. "Of course I do. I wonder if you understand the consequences of your actions. Coveting your nephew's wife—if this gets out, you know what will happen to Ms. Nyla."Damon's eyes narrowed. "Are you threatening me?""Not at all. I intend to help you," Erin replied.Damon asked, "Oh? How exactly do you plan to help me?"Sensing the cold aura around Damon, Erin took two steps closer and said, "Mr. Damon, you should know that even if Ms. Nyla divorces your nephew, you two can never be together. But if you choose to be with me, I'll help keep your secret."Damon let out a cold laugh, each word dripping with ice. "Ms. Hulle, I don't like you and will never be with you."If this gets out, Prospectus Technology will immediately cancel all contracts with Builders Property and never cooperate again. You should consider if Build
Nyla added the solution to the flask and began the reaction before sitting down to write her experiment records.She soon found herself distracted until her phone rang, jolting her back to reality. Seeing that it was Clark, she answered. "What's up?""Nyla, there's a charity gala tonight. Come with me," Clark said.Nyla hesitated for a moment before replying, "Alright. What should I wear?""No need to worry about that. I'll have my secretary prepare something for you," Clark assured her.Since Clark was taking care of it, Nyla didn't dwell on the matter. After confirming the time, she hung up.…Time flew by, and soon it was the end of the workday.Nyla finished filling out her experiment records, cleaned the equipment, put everything back in place, and locked the lab before leaving.…Nyla and Clark arrived at the gala around 7:00 p.m.After getting out of the car, Clark asked her to link arms with him and whispered, "You know most of the people here. I'll be discussing bus
Erin turned to Jacqueline. "You know her?"If she remembered correctly, Jacqueline had also just returned to the country not long ago.Jacqueline sneered. "Of course I know her. She's good friends with that slut clinging to Tom."The mere thought of Valarie filled Jacqueline with disgust. If she hadn't gone abroad, there was no way Valarie would have gotten close to Tom.Originally, Jacqueline had planned to deal with Valarie today, but since Valarie hadn't shown up, targeting Nyla would suffice.Surprise flashed in Erin's eyes, and she frowned. "What are you planning to do?"Jacqueline pondered for a moment before removing the diamond necklace from her neck. "I heard her family isn't well off, so it's understandable if she resorts to stealing."There was a glint in Erin's eyes, but she didn’t stop Jacqueline.With the Sumners' influence, Nyla wouldn’t face severe consequences. However, if she were branded a thief, it would tarnish the Sumners' reputation. And who would want a
Clark frowned, about to speak, when a loud female voice suddenly echoed in the banquet hall. "Oh no! My necklace is missing!"The voice was so piercing that it immediately drew everyone's attention.Staff members quickly approached her. Upon hearing about the missing necklace, they turned on the lights, illuminating the ballroom as bright as day."Ms. Rainford, don't worry. We'll have our staff search for it right away. If it's here, we should be able to find it quickly."Jacqueline looked anxious and said, "Why not check the security cameras? We should be able to find it quickly. I'm sure I lost it here."The staff member apologized, "I'm sorry, Ms. Rainford. To ensure the privacy and security of the charity gala, there are no cameras in the ballroom."Jacqueline was aware of this already. She was simply trying to convey her urgency. "Please help me find it. The necklace was a birthday gift from Tom, and it means a lot to me.""Of course, Ms. Rainford," the staff member assured
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