"If I don't love you anymore, will you let me go?" Nyla asked.Clark's gaze turned cold as he answered, "No.""Then what's the point of asking? And wasn't it you who threatened me with my dad to move back in?" Nyla retorted.Meeting Nyla's calm gaze, Clark smiled self-deprecatingly and turned away, saying nothing more. He had indeed forced her to return.From the day he cheated, he should have expected this. He was just too confident, thinking her love for him would lead to forgiveness.They fell into silence.Soon, the driver pulled the car around."Let's get in," Clark said.Nyla glanced at her phone, canceled her ride order, and got in the car.The drive home was quiet. Neither of them spoke, and the driver didn't dare break the silence.When they reached the villa, Nyla was about to head upstairs when Clark spoke up. "Nyla, I'm sorry about tonight. I didn't protect you."His tone was serious, and Nyla paused for a moment before walking away without a word.As soon as sh
After work, Nyla took a cab to the Sumner residence. As soon as she was led into the living room by a maid, Marie's cold voice echoed. "On your knees!"Nyla stopped in her tracks, her expression calm as she looked at Marie. "Grandma, I don't know what I did wrong to deserve this."Cindy, sitting next to Marie, sneered with a sharp tone. "How dare you ask what you did wrong?! Why did you force Ms. Rainford to kneel and apologize to you in front of everyone last night? Do you even realize your status compared to hers?"This morning, Gen Pharma and the Rainford Group terminated their contracts with the Sumner Group, causing billions in losses. The other shareholders are furious with Clark and are calling for a board meeting to remove him as the CEO. You're nothing but bad luck!"If it were not for affecting Clark, Cindy would have told Marie about Nyla's infertility and had Marie chase Nyla out of the Sumner family.Nyla met Cindy's hateful gaze with a composed look. "Jacqueline trie
Nyla smiled bitterly. There was no way she could go back tonight."No need. The gathering is close to Valarie's place. I'll stay with her tonight," she replied.There was silence on the other end before Clark's deep voice came through. "Are you still upset about last night?""No. I just haven't had a good chat with Valarie in a long time, so I plan to stay over at her place tonight," Nyla said, though she was lying.After another long pause, Clark finally said, "Alright, but if anything comes up, give me a call.""Got it," Nyla replied.After hanging up, her phone flashed a low battery warning, indicating only 20% charge left. She frowned, realizing she hadn't charged it since the previous night due to her busy schedule. Sighing, she turned off her phone to conserve battery.…Clark sensed something was off after the call but couldn't pinpoint what it was.Just as he was about to ponder the matter, Michael entered his office and reported, "Mr. Sumner, Gen Pharma and the Rain
With Richard's words, the entire meeting room fell into silence.Everyone lowered their heads, too intimidated to speak. Each person had their private reasons for wanting to remove Clark from his position.After a long pause, a shareholder finally broke the oppressive silence. "Mr. Richard, we were simply too anxious... The Sumner Group lost billions in just one morning..."Richard scoffed. "Billions? Is that a significant amount? He can recoup that in less than a year. If anyone wants the CEO position, prove your worth!"Disregarding their reactions, Richard stood up and left the room, heading directly to Clark's office."Grandpa..." Clark began."Shut up! If this happens again, I won't step in to save you!" Richard snapped.Under Richard's furious gaze, Clark lowered his head, his fists clenched tightly at his sides. "I understand.""By the way, Brandon will be returning to the country soon. When he arrives, arrange a position for him at the Sumner Group. Make sure it's a cha
Damon's eyes grew cold when he saw Nyla curled up in the corner, eyes closed, her face flushed unnaturally, and her body trembling. He was about to rush over when Clark suddenly pushed him aside, quickly striding to Nyla and lifting her into his arms.Seeing that Nyla had already fallen unconscious, Marie frowned. She had only intended to lock Nyla up for a night to teach her a lesson, never expecting things to escalate like this.Filled with anger but unable to lash out at Marie, Clark spoke in a low voice. "Grandmother, I need to take Nyla to the hospital."Without waiting for a response, he carried Nyla out quickly.Damon clenched his fists tightly as he watched him leave, his eyes flashing with fury.Marie looked at Damon and couldn't help but ask, "Damon, did I go too far?"Seeing Nyla in such a state made her feel a twinge of guilt.Damon's expression remained indifferent. "What do you think? This wasn't her fault, yet you punished her because you knew she had no one to su
"Eat your breakfast." Clark's tone was cold, clearly upset by Nyla's indifference.Nyla replied, "I'm not hungry right now. I'll eat later. You should go back to work."Clark's anger, which had been simmering since earlier, finally boiled over. He looked at her coldly, his voice laced with accusation. "Are you not hungry, or do you just lose your appetite when you see me?"Nyla frowned. "That's not what I meant.""That's exactly what you meant. When Grandma called you to the house last night, why did you lie and say you were having dinner with colleagues?" Clark demanded.If he hadn't sensed something was wrong and called Valarie, he might still be in the dark about her lie.Nyla lowered her gaze, her expression calm. "I didn't want you to worry."Clark sneered. "Don't take me for a fool, Nyla. Are you worried about me, or are you afraid I'll drag my uncle down?"She took a deep breath, her gaze growing icy as she met his eyes. "Clark, can you stop being unreasonable?""Am I t
Nyla met Clark's cold gaze. With a scoff, she snatched the flowers and supplements from his hands, tossing them into the trash can.Spencer's eyes widened with shock, quickly shifting to anger. "Ms. Jayston, how could you do that? Mr. Damon came to see you, and you—"Before he could finish, Damon had already turned and left, his presence so chilling that it sent shivers down one's spine.Spencer, struggling to control his frustration, hurried to catch up with Damon."Mr. Sumner, are we just going to leave like this?" Spencer asked.The situation felt unbearably humiliating. After all, Damon had helped Nyla numerous times before, but she had repaid his kindness with disdain."What else? Storm into the room and demand an explanation?" Damon retorted.He wasn't the type to grovel. Plenty of women wanted to be with him—he didn't need her specifically.Sensing the frostiness in Damon's gaze, Spencer felt a chill rise from his feet and dared not speak further. Damon was clearly in a
However, Damon had no intention of pursuing the matter, so as a mere secretary, Spencer had no place to comment.Nyla glanced at the young woman standing next to Spencer. She had a baby face, shoulder-length hair, and eyes that smiled like crescent moons, giving her a very cute appearance."Ms. Jayston, my name is Melody Sorley. I just graduated from university. It's nice to meet you," Melody introduced herself."Hello, I'm Nyla Jayston," Nyla replied simply.With many tasks in the lab, Nyla was indeed struggling to manage everything on her own. Having an assistant would be a significant help."Thank you, Mr. Hogg," Nyla said gratefully.Spencer's expression remained cold. "No need to thank me. It's my job. I'll be going now. If you need anything, just message me on the company network."Understanding that Spencer's displeasure was related to Damon, Nyla chose not to get angry. She nodded and said, "Okay."After Spencer left, Melody turned to Nyla and asked, "Can I call you Nyl
Drake laughed, his tone light. "Mr. Wilkie, are you still upset about that? Yes, I had to strong-arm you at first, but it was for the sake of our partnership."And look at the opportunities I've brought the Wilkie Group—several lucrative deals. If you play your cards right, overtaking Prospectus Technology will just be a matter of time.""Let's hope you're true to your word, Mr. Mummery," Pedro replied.Being stuck between Damon and Drake felt like walking on thin ice.Pedro couldn't shake the thought that the Wilkie Group might go bankrupt at any moment. If he'd known this was how the company would end up, he would have preferred it go bankrupt earlier. It would be better than living on the edge now."Don't worry. I'll have 100,000,000 dollars invested in the Wilkie Group soon. If you have any other requests, feel free to let me know anytime," Drake said."Alright. I'm feeling a little under the weather, so I won't be seeing you out, Mr. Mummery," Pedro said.As soon as Drake l
Pedro fell silent, his face dark and stormy as he said nothing.Damon wasn't in a hurry and didn't push for an answer. He waited calmly, confident that Pedro would eventually give him the response he wanted.After what felt like an eternity, Pedro finally looked up and spoke. "If I don't agree, will you hand those incriminating documents over to the police?""Mr. Wilkie, the moment you asked that question, you already knew the answer," Damon replied.Pedro took a deep breath, his gaze fixed on Damon. "Fine. I agree. But if Drake discovers this, the Wilkie Group and Prospectus Technology will go down together."It was a no-win situation. If he didn't agree, Damon would expose everything, and the Wilkie Group would crumble. However, agreeing risked Drake discovering the betrayal, which would also spell doom for his company.Damon's expression remained steady. "Mr. Wilkie, rest assured. If you help me take Drake down, I'll hand over every piece of evidence I have against the Wilkie
Nyla nodded. "Alright. Just don't work too late.""I won't," Damon assured her as he answered the call and walked toward his study.His body tensed at whatever was said on the other end, and his pace quickened.Once he closed the door, he asked coldly, "Are you sure?"Spencer's voice came through clearly in the quiet room. "Yes, Mr. Sumner. I've got the footage. Ms. Sumner did meet with Drake two nights ago."Damon's gaze dropped. After a long pause, he said, "I see. Don't act yet—just keep an eye on her and observe what she does next.""Understood," Spencer replied.After hanging up, Damon tossed his phone onto the desk and let out a cold laugh. It seemed Charlotte had completely turned her back on him. Otherwise, she wouldn't have gotten involved with Drake....Over the next few days, Spencer gathered substantial evidence of illegal activities involving the Wilkie Group.When he handed the documents to Damon, he asked, "Mr. Sumner, should we hand this over to the police?
Once Nyla finished ordering, she handed the menu to Damon.After he placed his order, she finally said, "By the way, I told Valarie about our marriage today. I plan to invite her and Brandon over for dinner in a few days."Damon nodded. "Alright, it's up to you.""Also, when will you have time to visit my dad and tell him about us?" Nyla asked."I might be busy for the next couple of days. How about Saturday?" Damon suggested."That works," she replied.Looking at her seriously, Damon said, "Nyla, I owe you. Once everything is settled, I'll make it up to you with a proper wedding."Seeing the guilt and sadness in his eyes, Nyla took his hand. "Don't be silly. I've already said I don't care about that. As long as the three of us are together and happy, that's all that matters.""But I still feel like I've let you down," Damon said, his voice heavy with emotion. He loved her and couldn't bear the thought of her suffering, even a little. His heart ached for her."Enough of that!
"Understood, Mr. Sumner. Should we continue with the plan for the Wilkie Group?" Spencer asked."Yes," Damon replied.…The day passed quickly, and before long, evening arrived.After reviewing the last contract on his desk, Damon picked up his phone and called Nyla. "Nyla, I'll come pick you up soon. We're going out for dinner tonight."Nyla, who had just picked up Mason, raised an eyebrow. "What about Buddy?""Tonight is just for the two of us. We'll bring him next time," Damon answered."Alright, I'll drop him off first," Nyla said."Okay. See you soon." Damon smiled as he ended the call, grabbed his coat, and headed out.…Half an hour later, Damon parked in front of the villa and called Nyla. "Nyla, I'm outside.""Okay, I'm coming," she replied.Not long after, she emerged from the villa. She wore a brown cashmere coat over a beige V-neck sweater and a matching skirt. Her long, wavy hair cascaded over her shoulders.Although her makeup was light, her delicate features
After Damon finished speaking, the conference room fell into complete silence.It was a while before one of the shareholders stood up. "Mr. Sumner, you said yourself that you can't guarantee Prospectus Technology will pull through this."If the company goes bankrupt, I'll lose everything. I came to this meeting today to hear what you had to say. Now that I've heard it, I've decided to sell my shares."With that, he turned and left without a second glance.After he walked out, several other shareholders stood up and announced their intention to sell their shares as well.Before long, only seven or eight people remained in the room.Seeing that no one else was leaving, Damon broke the silence. "Does this mean the rest of you are willing to stay and weather the storm with the company?"A shareholder seated next to him nodded. "Yes. I'm staying. Over the years, this company has faced bigger challenges and survived. I don't believe we'll fall now. And even if we do, I'm willing to ta
Lydia frowned. "Ms. Kinsey, you barely ate anything..."Nyla shook her head. "I've had enough. I'm going upstairs to rest. Thank you.""Alright. Let me know if you get hungry later," Lydia reminded her."I will," Nyla replied.After Nyla left, Lydia sighed and glanced at the table, still laden with dishes.It wasn't just Nyla who had been eating poorly lately. Worrying about Damon's company had taken a toll on Lydia's appetite, too.Upstairs in the bedroom, Nyla sat at her vanity, staring at her phone. She hesitated to tell Valarie about her marriage to Damon.After a moment, she finally called her."Nyla, what's up?" Valarie answered."Valarie, I have something to tell you. Prepare yourself," Nyla warned.Valarie sounded alarmed. "What is it? Good news or bad news?""Good news, I guess," Nyla replied."Okay, spill. I'm ready," Valarie said."I got married to Damon," Nyla announced."What?!" Valarie's voice shot up an octave. "Say that again! Are you serious?"Nyla repli
After holding each other for a moment, Damon released Nyla just as his phone buzzed in his pocket.His expression darkened when he saw that it was Spencer calling. He swiped to answer. "What's going on?""Mr. Sumner, I reached out to the companies this morning, but every one of them rejected us. Mr. Walker from Excellence received a warning from someone."His secretary told me privately that they were threatened—if Excellence works with Prospectus Technology, they'd be bankrupted. Under this pressure, no company is willing to partner with Prospectus Technology," Spencer reported.At this rate, Prospectus Technology was heading straight for another financial crisis.Damon lowered his eyes, his tone icy. "Got it. I'll deal with it when I get back this afternoon."He hung up and met Nyla's worried gaze. "Damon, is it Drake or Alexander targeting Prospectus Technology?""If I'm right, it's Drake," Damon replied.He could tell that Alexander didn't want to create open hostility betw
"Damon isn't right for you. Someday, you'll meet someone who is," Alexander said."Who's suitable for me isn't your decision to make." Nyla stood abruptly. "That's enough for today. I have other matters to attend to. Goodbye."Alexander realized his comment had upset her, but he managed a smile. "Alright."Returning to her car, Nyla took a deep breath and started the engine before driving away....Damon summoned Spencer to his office as soon as the latter arrived."There's no need to arrange for Nyla and Buddy to leave the country just yet. For now, focus on finding potential business partners," he instructed.Spencer looked slightly surprised but nodded. "Understood."As he turned to leave, his eyes fell on the ring on Damon's finger. Unable to hide his shock, Spencer paused.Over the years, Damon had never worn jewelry—he didn't like it. Thus, seeing him with a ring could only mean one thing: it was a couple's ring with Nyla."Mr. Sumner, is that ring from Ms. Kinsey?" Spe