If there were nothing special, Vik wouldn't possibly go to Chyland."We're not sure yet, but he's the only one going for now," George replied.Emerald furrowed her brow, sensing that something was off. She said coldly, "Stop him. Don't let him leave the country.""Understood," George answered."Have you found any leads on Nyla? Any clues?" Emerald asked."No, not yet," George replied.Emerald instructed, "Keep looking."After hanging up, Emerald placed her phone on the desk, her face clouded with anger.Where were Nyla and Damon hiding? Even George couldn't track them down. It seemed she would have to speak with Ross.…The next morning, Emerald went straight to Ross' residence.When Ross saw her, he smiled, appearing in a good mood. "Emerald, what brings you here today?"Emerald got straight to the point. "Ross, where have you hidden my daughter?"Ross raised an eyebrow in surprise. "If I'm not mistaken, didn't your people rescue Ms. Nixon from Darcy already?"Emerald sn
"I'll handle things with Nyla's father. Now that my aunt is looking for you and Nyla, you two should stay in and avoid being seen by anyone for now," Alexander said.Damon nodded. "Got it."Just as Alexander was about to speak, his phone rang.His face instantly darkened after he answered the call. He stood up and said, "I have to go. If you need anything, just call me."With that, he quickly left.Once he stepped out of Damon's villa, he got into the car and told the driver, "Take me to the Kinseys."…An hour later, Alexander's car arrived at the Kinsey residence. He got out and rang the doorbell.When the maid saw him, she hesitated. After all, Warren had given strict orders to cut ties with Alexander. If he showed up again, they were instructed not to open the door.Noticing the maid's hesitation, Alexander furrowed his brow and said in a low voice, "Open the door."After a brief pause, the maid nervously looked at him and replied, "Mr. Alexander, it's not that I don't wa
After the maid left, Warren dialed Emerald's number. "I heard Edward woke up. Is that true?"Emerald, on her way back to the estate, furrowed her brow. "Yes.""So, what's your plan now? Once Edward recovers, he'll want you to return control of the Nixons to him," Warren asked.A flash of frustration crossed Emerald's face. "We'll see. I have things to take care of, so I'll talk to you later."She hung up and set her phone down, still unsettled.The land issue remained unresolved, and now Edward had woken up. The people who were already unhappy with her because of the land might side with Edward. She needed to come up with a solution, or things could spiral out of control quickly.She had finally secured her position. Even if Edward recovered, she wasn't going to give it up without a fight.As she thought it over, George's call came through. "Ms. Kinsey, we've captured Darcy. Should we bring him to the estate now?"A cold glint crossed Emerald's eyes. "Yes."…Upon returning t
Nyla Jayston was in her third month of trying to conceive when she saw a message on her husband Clark Sumner's phone from a contact named "Jordyn Cheatham".Jordyn: [I think my new nightgown is a bit tight. Why don't you come over and check if it fits?]Attached was a selfie of a woman in a deep V-neck red slip dress, her cleavage partly exposed, exuding seduction.Nyla's grip on the phone tightened. She scrolled up and found Clark and Jordyn's previous exchanges to be strictly work-related, which made her frown.'Was the text sent by mistake? Or…'A hand wrapped around Nyla's waist from behind, breaking her thoughts.Clark pressed his warm body against hers and gently nibbled her earlobe. "Honey, I'm all cleaned up. Do you want to do it on the couch or the bed?"Before Nyla could respond, Clark picked her up and laid her on the couch, his tall frame looming over her."Since you're not saying anything, I'll choose. Let's do it on the couch," Clark said, his voice husky and his
Nyla downed her drink in one gulp. She had never imagined Clark would betray her. Seeing him in bed with another woman felt like a dagger through her heart."I just can't believe it. He loved you so much. He didn't seem like the type to cheat. Maybe there's a misunderstanding," Valarie suggested.Nyla let out a cold laugh. "I saw it with my own eyes. How could that be a misunderstanding?"The room fell silent.Watching Nyla drink like there was no tomorrow, Valarie grabbed the glass from her hand. "Even if he cheated, you shouldn't punish yourself by getting drunk. What are you going to do now?""I'm getting a divorce. Just thinking about him with that woman makes me sick."Upon seeing the defiance in Nyla’s red eyes, Valarie's heart ached. "Don't think about it now. You need to rest. Decide what to do next once you’re calm. I'll take you home."Nyla shook her head. "No... I don't want to go back."Returning to that house would only bring back the sickening images of Clark’s be
On Nyla's way back, she hesitated for a long time before finally messaging Damon, someone whose contact she had had for three years but had never contacted.Nyla: [Uncle Damon... Can we pretend tonight never happened? I was really drunk and went to the wrong room.]She waited for a long time, but there was no response from Damon. Frowning, she sent another message.Nyla: [?]As soon as she sent it, a red exclamation mark appeared: [You are no longer friends with this user. Please send a friend request to continue chatting.]Nyla bit her lip. Damon had deleted her. He must not want to bring this up again. Relieved, she finally felt a bit of peace.…When Nyla got home, it was already past 6:00 a.m.As soon as she opened the door, she saw Clark sitting on the sofa. He turned sharply at the sound of the door, his eyes bloodshot from a sleepless night."Where were you last night? I called you dozens of times. Why didn’t you answer?"Clark stood up and walked quickly toward her, r
Nyla froze for a moment, then struggled desperately. Just the thought of Clark kissing another woman the night before filled her with disgust and rage."Let go!"Her struggles were futile against Clark, who only tightened his grip around her waist.As she fought, her towel loosened, revealing her body. His gaze darkened, and he felt a rush of desire.Their bodies were pressed tightly together, and Nyla quickly noticed the change in Clark. Furious, she bit him hard, tasting blood in their mouths.Instead of letting go, Clark's other hand slipped under Nyla's towel. She had nothing on underneath, having just come out of the shower. She stiffened and struggled even more fiercely."Clark, get off me!"Clark ignored Nyla, his fingers teasing her sensitive spots. "Nyla, you need me too, don't you?"Nyla’s struggles were in vain, and she grew increasingly desperate. As Clark positioned himself, she closed her eyes in despair. "Clark, don't make me hate you."Clark halted abruptly. Se
Seeing the coldness in Clark's eyes, Nyla realized how blind she had been to fall in love with such a man.Her eyes stung with unshed tears, but she refused to show any vulnerability in front of him. She yanked her hand away, took a deep breath, and headed upstairs. The only thought in her mind was to find a job quickly so she could move out and divorce Clark.She grabbed a random outfit, tied her hair up with a hairpin, and went back downstairs. She was never one to fuss over her appearance. In the past, she had dressed up for the Sumners' gatherings to make a good impression. Now, she couldn't care less.Hearing her footsteps, Clark looked up.Nyla wore a fitted white dress, her waist so slender it seemed it could be encircled with one hand. Her hair was secured with a jade hairpin, revealing her delicate neck. She was breathtakingly beautiful. The grace she exuded was just like when they first met. However, the look in her eyes now was devoid of any warmth."Let’s go," she said
After the maid left, Warren dialed Emerald's number. "I heard Edward woke up. Is that true?"Emerald, on her way back to the estate, furrowed her brow. "Yes.""So, what's your plan now? Once Edward recovers, he'll want you to return control of the Nixons to him," Warren asked.A flash of frustration crossed Emerald's face. "We'll see. I have things to take care of, so I'll talk to you later."She hung up and set her phone down, still unsettled.The land issue remained unresolved, and now Edward had woken up. The people who were already unhappy with her because of the land might side with Edward. She needed to come up with a solution, or things could spiral out of control quickly.She had finally secured her position. Even if Edward recovered, she wasn't going to give it up without a fight.As she thought it over, George's call came through. "Ms. Kinsey, we've captured Darcy. Should we bring him to the estate now?"A cold glint crossed Emerald's eyes. "Yes."…Upon returning t
"I'll handle things with Nyla's father. Now that my aunt is looking for you and Nyla, you two should stay in and avoid being seen by anyone for now," Alexander said.Damon nodded. "Got it."Just as Alexander was about to speak, his phone rang.His face instantly darkened after he answered the call. He stood up and said, "I have to go. If you need anything, just call me."With that, he quickly left.Once he stepped out of Damon's villa, he got into the car and told the driver, "Take me to the Kinseys."…An hour later, Alexander's car arrived at the Kinsey residence. He got out and rang the doorbell.When the maid saw him, she hesitated. After all, Warren had given strict orders to cut ties with Alexander. If he showed up again, they were instructed not to open the door.Noticing the maid's hesitation, Alexander furrowed his brow and said in a low voice, "Open the door."After a brief pause, the maid nervously looked at him and replied, "Mr. Alexander, it's not that I don't wa
If there were nothing special, Vik wouldn't possibly go to Chyland."We're not sure yet, but he's the only one going for now," George replied.Emerald furrowed her brow, sensing that something was off. She said coldly, "Stop him. Don't let him leave the country.""Understood," George answered."Have you found any leads on Nyla? Any clues?" Emerald asked."No, not yet," George replied.Emerald instructed, "Keep looking."After hanging up, Emerald placed her phone on the desk, her face clouded with anger.Where were Nyla and Damon hiding? Even George couldn't track them down. It seemed she would have to speak with Ross.…The next morning, Emerald went straight to Ross' residence.When Ross saw her, he smiled, appearing in a good mood. "Emerald, what brings you here today?"Emerald got straight to the point. "Ross, where have you hidden my daughter?"Ross raised an eyebrow in surprise. "If I'm not mistaken, didn't your people rescue Ms. Nixon from Darcy already?"Emerald sn
After Vik left, Edward looked at Mary. "Mary, is something bothering you? You look so pale."Mary forced a smile. "It's nothing. I was just thinking about when you'll fully recover.""Didn't the doctor say I could be discharged in half a month? Don't worry, I'll get better, and I won't let Emerald bully you anymore," Edward promised.His expression turned cold as he recalled the things he had overheard Emerald say while he had been unconscious.He would never allow her to continue running the Nixons. Neither Brian nor Delia would inherit the Nixons, either.Moreover, his worsening condition before had been due to Emerald poisoning him. He wouldn't let her get away with it."Alright…" Mary answered.…Emerald quickly received the news that Edward had woken up.When Filipe reported the news, he saw Emerald's dark expression and couldn't help but lower his gaze. "Madam, do you want to go to the hospital?"Although Edward and Emerald's marriage had long been a mere formality, the
Before Mary could respond, the door to the hospital room opened suddenly, and Vik hurried in.His face lit up with joy when he saw that Edward was awake, and he rushed to the bedside. "Dad, you're finally awake!"Edward patted his shoulder. "Yes, both of you have been through a lot."Vik shook his head. "It's not hard. For us, the best thing is that you woke up."Edward had only just regained consciousness and was still far from fully recovered. After a brief conversation with them, he grew tired.Seeing his exhaustion, Mary urged him to rest and went to the kitchen to prepare food for him.Not long after, Vik followed her into the kitchen. "Mom, I need to talk to you about something."Mary, washing vegetables, glanced over. "What is it?""I might have to leave for a while," Vik said quietly.Mary froze for a moment, then turned to him, her confusion clear. "Why? Your father just woke up, and now that no one will bother us. Why would you leave at this moment?"Seeing the conf
Emerald knew all too well that prosthetic limbs could never truly replace a person's own leg, but all she could do was suppress her own pain and sadness and comfort Brian.When his sobs gradually faded away, she left, her eyes red.…Back in her study, Emerald immediately called George, her voice cold as she said, "Make sure you find out who planned Brian's accident as soon as possible."George's voice was serious. "Understood, Ms. Kinsey. I'll do everything I can to track down the culprit. Also, there's something else I need to report.""What is it?" Emerald asked."After Damon took Nyla from Mr. Bumard's manor, they haven't been seen for the past few days. Finding them may be more difficult than expected," George reported."Keep looking. I don't believe they've disappeared into thin air," Emerald ordered."Got it, Ms. Kinsey," George replied.Emerald hung up, her irritation simmering beneath the surface. She picked up a few documents and continued working.…Edward slowly
The porcelain shattered against the floor, tea splattering everywhere.Emerald's gaze remained fixed on the broken shards, her eyes burning with rage.Filipe, who had been walking down the hallway, entered the room.Upon seeing the mess on the floor, he didn't seem the least bit surprised. Instead, he turned to Emerald and said, "Madam, Mr. Nixon has woken up."At those words, the anger on Emerald's face was replaced by a flicker of relief. She immediately stood and hurried toward Brian's room.Before following, Filipe glanced at the nearby maids, who were trembling in fear, and instructed, "Clean this up.""Yes, sir!" the maids answered in unison.Only after Emerald and Filipe had left did the maids finally breathe a sigh of relief, quickly grabbing cleaning supplies.…A short while later, Emerald arrived at Brian's bedroom.He was already sitting up in bed, eating some soup. His face was pale, drawn with exhaustion and a deep sense of despair.From the moment he had woken
Mary's face turned pale in an instant. "What did you do to Darcy?!"She leered at Emerald, her eyes burning with rage.Emerald smiled. "Nothing much. Just putting him back where he belongs."Then, with a teasing lilt, she added, "But the way you're so concerned about him makes it easy to suspect there's something more between you two."Mary's expression grew even uglier."Emerald, what nonsense are you talking about?! Darcy and I are completely innocent!" she snapped.Emerald raised an eyebrow. "No need to get so worked up. I was just making an observation. But now that Darcy is out of the picture, you should face reality—there's no one left in the Nixons to support you."You can forget about your little dream of Vik taking over. The only thing you should focus on now is taking care of Edward. Once he's gone, I'll give you and Vik some money so you can leave. But if you try anything foolish again, don't blame me for what happens next."Mary ground her teeth. "Don't get too comf
For years, Tony had watched Darcy lose himself over Mary, taking increasingly reckless risks for her. He had always known that one day, Darcy would destroy himself because of her.Darcy's expression twisted with rage. "Tony, I will never forgive you!"Tony ignored him and turned to Emerald. "Madam, we've secured Ms. Nixon. As for Mary and Vik, they're still in the hospital under Edward's men's watch. We weren't able to bring them in."Emerald nodded. "You've done well. From now on, you will take over all of Darcy's operations.""Understood, Madam," Tony replied.Darcy's face contorted in fury. "Emerald, you have no right to do this! If Edward finds out, he won't let you get away with it!"Emerald's smirk was cold. "Edward is lying in a hospital bed, barely able to move. Do you really think he has time to deal with you?"As of this moment, you are no longer part of the Nixons. Everything you had—your wealth, your status—I will take it all back. Since you believe you earned it you