Nyla nodded and said, "Yes, I know."Nathaniel was about to respond when Damon suddenly turned to Nyla, his eyes cold. He asked, "Do you know me that well?"Nathaniel was taken aback, frowning at Damon. He couldn't understand why Damon was deliberately making things difficult for Nyla. Did he dislike Clark so much that he extended that hatred to Clark's wife?Nyla bit her lip and lowered her gaze. "No, thank you for tonight, Uncle Damon. It's late, so I'll be going now. Enjoy your evening."Damon sneered. "I helped you, and you think a simple thank you is enough?"Nyla paused, then turned back to him and asked, "What do you want as thanks, Uncle Damon?"Damon looked at the woman pouring him a drink and said, "Teach her how to repay a life-saving favor."Nathaniel frowned, feeling that Damon was being too harsh by having an escort from a nightclub teach Nyla how to repay a debt of gratitude.The woman smiled, looking up at Damon with a flattering gaze. "Mr. Sumner, if you saved
"Why did you come back so late tonight?" Clark asked."Had some things to deal with," Nyla answered.Clark didn't press further and simply nodded. "By the way, we've found a kidney donor for Dad. If everything goes well, he can have the surgery in a month."Nyla paused mid-action while changing her shoes, looking up at him in disbelief. "Really?"Clark felt his breath catch at the sight of her excited expression and bright eyes, which reminded him of when they first got together."Yes," he replied."That's great! Thank you!" Nyla exclaimed.Her gratitude was heartfelt. If they hadn't found a match, her father's health wouldn't have held out much longer."We're husband and wife. It's my responsibility," Clark said dismissively.Nyla pursed her lips and remained silent. To her, they had long ceased to be husband and wife. They were just two strangers bound by a piece of paper."Regardless, I really appreciate it," Nyla reiterated.Noticing the distance in her gaze, Clark felt
When Nyla woke up, she blinked at the white ceiling above her and took a moment to recall what had happened."You're awake! Do you feel any discomfort?" Nyla turned her head to see Damon, who looked worn out, standing by her bedside. She shook her head. "Aside from some pain in my abdomen, I'm fine. How long was I out?""A full day," Damon replied.Nyla frowned. "That long?""Yes, the stab wound damaged your spleen," Damon explained.The doctor had said that if the wound had been a centimeter deeper, Nyla could have bled out and might not have survived.The more than ten hours Damon had spent waiting outside the operating room had been the most agonizing of his life, each second stretching into eternity.Pale and weak, Nyla slowly sat up. "Did they catch the attacker?"Damon nodded, his voice icy. "Yes. He was the son of the owner of a rival company to Prospectus Technology. After their bankruptcy, he was pursued by creditors and chose to take revenge on me."He lowered his
Damon's expression was grim, and his voice was icy. "I suppose I was just being delusional."With that, he turned and left.Clark glanced at Nyla, his eyes burning with anger. "What was that about the bar? Why wasn't I aware?""Was there a need to tell you? Could you have gone back in time to protect me?" Nyla retorted.Clark gritted his teeth. "Nyla, you know I don't want you getting involved with my uncle!"Just the thought of Nyla getting hurt because of Damon, and potentially ruining his own plans, made Clark's anger boil over.Nyla's expression remained indifferent. "I don't want you getting involved with Jordyn either, but you still sneak off to see her, don't you?"Clark's face darkened, but he couldn't refute her.Seeing his face turn red, Nyla let out a small laugh. "Enough. Just go. I really don't want to see you right now."Clark stared at her in silence for a long time, his eyes cold. "Don't forget, with just one word from me, your father's kidney transplant might
Leaving the hospital room, Clark saw Damon standing not far away. He approached with a stern expression. "Uncle Damon, did you wait here just to say something to me?"Damon's eyes were cold. "I'm the one who has feelings for her. If I find out you're making things difficult for her, I'll ensure you lose everything you have."Clark sneered. "You're quite the romantic, Uncle Damon. If you loved someone other than my wife, I might even be touched."The thought of Damon coveting Nyla made Clark wish Damon would disappear from this world. If Nyla hadn't intervened, the one in the hospital bed would have been Damon!"You two will get divorced eventually," Damon stated flatly.Clark glared at Damon. "Even if I die, I won't divorce her. If you have the courage, go ahead and kill me.""Do you think I wouldn't dare?" Damon scoffed.Damon's oppressive aura felt like an impenetrable wall, closing in on Clark. His hands clenched tightly at his sides, as fear began to creep in despite his out
As soon as Clark returned to the company, several angered shareholders stormed into his office."Mr. Sumner, what's going on with Prospectus Technology? I just spoke with their manager, and he said they won't be continuing their partnership with the Sumner Group. You brokered this deal, so you need to take full responsibility!"If the Sumner Group lost the Prospectus Technology contract, it would cost them at least 100 million dollars. Coupled with the previous contract losses with Gen Pharma and the Rainford Group because of Nyla, the shareholders' dissatisfaction with Clark had reached its peak.Clark looked up at them, noting their angry faces. He spoke calmly. "Please don't worry. I will find out what happened and give you an explanation. For now, return to your work.""No way. You need to call Damon in front of us, or we can't trust you!"Clark's gaze turned cold as he looked at Jason Dinsmore, a shareholder who held 3% of the company.Although Jason's shares were not signif
Although Clark was smiling, Jason felt a chill run down his spine, leaving him uneasy.After several moments of silence, he finally managed to say, "Mr. Sumner... my grandson didn't mean it. If you let him off this time, I promise he won't make such a foolish mistake again..."Seeing the fear in Jason's eyes, Clark felt no sympathy. "It seems your grandson isn't that impressive. He's in his 20s and still needs you to beg on his behalf."Realizing Clark was throwing his previous words back at him, Jason felt a surge of anger.Still, he swallowed his frustration and said through gritted teeth, "Mr. Sumner, it was my fault for not teaching my grandson properly.""If you can't even discipline your own grandson, you shouldn't be pointing fingers at me," Clark replied.Jason felt utterly humiliated but forced a smile. "Of course... Regarding my grandson's actions...""As long as you know what to say and what not to say in the future, your grandson will be fine," Clark warned.Jason q
Clark stared at her coldly and asked, "Why are you having someone watch Jordyn?"Nyla paused before replying calmly, "If I don't monitor her, how will I know when you meet up with her and lie to me again?"Clark frowned but then suddenly relaxed. "Nyla, you still care about me, don't you?"Otherwise, she wouldn't have someone monitoring Jordyn to see when they met.Nyla looked up at him, seeing the joy in his eyes. She thought he was truly confident, so much so that he believed she still liked him.Nevertheless, his misunderstanding was useful, saving her a lot of trouble."I just don't want to be constantly cheated on, nor do I want to live in your lies," she replied.Her cold demeanor only convinced Clark further. He believed her recent actions were meant to get his attention and win him back from Jordyn.He knew her well. If she didn't love him anymore, she wouldn't have returned. Getting close to Damon was just another way to make him jealous."Nyla, I promise you, I have