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
Erin chatted with Damon, her smile evident. Although Damon only responded occasionally, the atmosphere between them remained fairly harmonious.Ever since Erin and Damon had sat down next to Nyla and Melody, Nyla kept her head down, quietly eating. She hoped to finish quickly and leave.Suddenly, a somewhat shy voice came from nearby. "Ms. Jayston..."Nyla turned to see a tall, muscular man holding a bouquet of red roses. He stood a few steps away, looking at her nervously. She frowned, sensing something was off.As expected, the next moment, the man extended the roses toward her."Hi, my name is Dylan Lomas. From the moment I saw you, I fell in love at first sight. Could you give me a chance... to pursue you?" Dylan confessed.Nyla often received such confessions back in university, but this was the first time since marrying Clark.It was lunchtime, and the cafeteria was packed. Everyone's eyes were on her and Dylan.After a few seconds of silence, she said calmly, "I'm sorry,
Upon hearing Damon's affirmative response, Erin's face lit up, ready to continue mocking Nyla.Melody suddenly interjected, "Ms. Hulle, you've got one thing wrong. Nyla is both beautiful and capable, which is not something people can simply envy."Erin's expression froze, and her eyes betrayed a flicker of anger. She huffed. "I never said Ms. Nyla wasn't capable—just that her looks give her many advantages."Tired of Erin's thinly veiled sarcasm, Nyla decided to speak her mind.She turned to Erin and said, "You claim my looks give me benefits, but doesn't your family background provide you with plenty of advantages too? Otherwise, you wouldn't be sitting here having lunch with Ms. Summer, would you?"The world was never fair, and wanting everything was simply being greedy.Erin was rendered speechless, her face turning an ugly shade.Nyla picked up her tray and stood up, announcing, "I'm done. Enjoy your meal."Melody quickly followed her. "Nyla, I'm sorry. I spoke too quickly
Spencer looked puzzled and asked, "Mr. Sumner, why are we investigating this employee?""I hired you to do your job, not to ask questions," Damon replied curtly.Meeting Damon's icy gaze, Spencer quickly lowered his head. "I'll get right on it."Soon, Spencer delivered a printed report on Dylan to Damon.After reading it, Damon said coolly, "Find an excuse to send him on a business trip. I don't want him in the company for the next six months."Spencer found this odd but didn't dare ask further questions upon recalling their previous exchange. He nodded. "Understood. I'll handle it immediately."…Dylan left the cafeteria, agitatedly clutching the flowers in his hand. He considered throwing them away but felt it would be a waste.After a moment's thought, he sent a message to a recent fling, inviting her to dinner. He figured dinner would naturally lead to inviting her to his place afterward.Feeling better with this plan, he was about to head back when he received a friend re
Taking a deep breath, Dylan said slowly, "Alright, I'll follow your lead."…Nyla had been busy in the lab until after 10:00 p.m. due to problems with her experiment. As she gathered her things and prepared to leave, she received a call from Clark.His slightly icy voice came through as soon as she answered. "Why aren't you home yet?""I'm wrapping up now. I'll be home soon." Just as Nyla spoke, the elevator doors opened.She was about to step in when she saw Damon standing inside. She hesitated for a moment.Their eyes met, and Damon's were filled with frost. His entire demeanor radiated a chilling aloofness.Nyla bit her lip, unsure if she should enter. Given Damon's attitude toward her at lunch, he clearly didn't want to see her.Clark's voice came through the phone, asking if he should come pick her up.Nyla snapped back to reality and replied, "No need. I drove. Just wait for me at home."She hung up and could feel Damon's sharp gaze on her, making her palms sweat as she