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
"I haven't eaten yet," Clark said."Then go wash your hands. I'll get the food ready," Jordyn replied warmly.All evening, Jordyn chatted about her day, and Clark felt his heart gradually leaning toward her. Despite the strength of his previous feelings for Nyla, her constant coldness was causing them to wane.…Meanwhile, Nyla was about to go for a walk after finishing her dinner when she received a call from Pete."Ms. Jayston, your husband's men found me. They warned me to stay away from Jordyn or they'd call the police," Pete said.Since Pete began investigating the Harris Pharmaceuticals accident, he had an assistant keeping an eye on Jordyn. Unfortunately, the assistant was inexperienced and had been caught quickly."It's fine. You don't need to monitor her anymore. I'll transfer your payment shortly," Nyla said.She had been monitoring Jordyn to gather evidence of Clark's affair, but it no longer seemed necessary. Once she had the evidence needed to send Cyrus to priso
Nyla frowned. "Uncle Damon, I've explained this many times. If you insist on thinking that way, I can't stop you."Damon smiled, his cold demeanor momentarily softening. It made it difficult to look away. "Nyla, is it really so hard to admit that you like me?"Under the intensity of his dark eyes, Nyla's heart rate quickened. She clutched the hem of her hospital gown, feeling as if something was slipping out of her control.After a long pause, she pressed her lips together and spoke. "Uncle Damon, I'm your niece-in-law. If word got out about what you're saying, do you know what the consequences would be?""I can protect you," Damon claimed.Nyla laughed lightly. "Clark said similar things before, but that didn't stop him from cheating after we got married."When a man wanted to win over a woman, he'd say anything. Whether he could follow through was another matter.Damon's face darkened. "I'm not like him."Nyla shook her head, looking at him seriously. "What's the difference?
Cindy took a deep breath. "Do you know about Nyla and Damon?"Clark's expression shifted, and Cindy gnashed her teeth. "So you do know! That woman actually dares to cheat on you!"Hearing Cindy's harsh words about Nyla, Clark furrowed his brow. "Mom, it's not what you think. This has nothing to do with Nyla. It's Uncle Damon being presumptuous."Cindy sneered. "Presumptuous? Do you think I'm a fool?! If she wasn't making advances on Damon, would he even notice her?!"Clark's face darkened. "If you keep insulting Nyla, I'm leaving right now."Seeing him get up to leave, Cindy shouted, "You stop right there!"Clark ignored her and continued walking. Enraged, Cindy stood in front of the door. "Don't think you can leave until I'm done talking!"Observing her unreasonable behavior, Clark remained expressionless. "What else do you want to say?""You're just going to let her cheat on you with your uncle?" Cindy demanded."I've already told you, Nyla doesn't like Uncle Damon. He's the
Cyrus scowled and spoke in a low voice. "Don't worry about this. I'll figure something out."Cindy was momentarily taken aback but then frowned at him. "What are you planning to do?""Just focus on your social gatherings. Leave the rest to me," Cyrus said, walking past her into his study.Once inside, Cyrus pondered for a moment. With Marie's birthday next month, he realized he could use the occasion to his advantage.By the time Damon and Nyla were together, he could leverage that situation to threaten Damon into providing the funds he needed.With this plan in mind, Cyrus sighed in relief. His frustration over the lack of funds dissipated.To him, women were merely playthings. As long as they served a purpose, he would use them to get what he needed. Even if Damon had feelings for Cindy, Cyrus wouldn't hesitate to maneuver her into Damon's bed and deal with the aftermath later.As for Clark, Cyrus would find him a more suitable marriage partner in the future.In the CEO offic
The other party smirked. "The money will be transferred to you tonight. You know what to do with the report.""Don't worry. I understand how things work when money is involved.""Pleasure working with you," the other party replied.…The day before Nyla's discharge, Pete finally replied to her message.Nyla planned to meet him after leaving the hospital, but this time they arranged to meet at a café rather than a bar.When Nyla saw Pete, she was taken aback. Although it had only been a short while, Pete was visibly injured—his left hand was in a cast, and he had a crutch beside him."Mr. Monaghan… How did you get hurt? Was it related to the investigation?" she asked.Pete handed her a USB drive and said in a low voice, "Ms. Jayston, this is all I could find. I can't investigate further. It's too dangerous."Noticing Pete's reluctance to discuss his injuries, Nyla decided not to press the issue. She accepted the USB drive with a nod."Understood. I'll transfer your payment sho
Brandon noticed Nyla's cold attitude and sat down in silence. Neither of them spoke until Damon returned with the fruit."Why so quiet?" he asked.Nyla took the bowl of strawberries from his hands. "Nothing to talk about."Damon looked slightly surprised. Nyla rarely made her feelings about someone so obvious.He turned to Brandon and asked, "Did you do something to upset my wife?"Brandon was speechless.He was innocent! He hadn't even seen Nyla recently—how could he have offended her?Then it hit him. Valarie must have told her everything during her visit earlier. That had to be why Nyla was siding with her friend and giving him the cold shoulder.Realizing this, he grew anxious. "Aunt Nyla, I swear, there was nothing going on between me and that friend. Valarie misunderstood.""Oh," Nyla said flatly. "Then go explain it to her. She's the one dating you, after all."Thinking about Valarie's dinner plans that evening, Nyla suddenly chuckled. If Brandon knew about the younger
"I really don't know. I can barely remember how we even started liking each other. By the time I realized it, we already had feelings," Nyla explained.Seeing how serious Nyla looked, Valarie let out a sigh. "Fine. I guess I'll have to figure it out on my own."The two continued chatting for a while. Just as Valarie was about to leave, Damon walked in.She stood up to greet him but frowned slightly when she saw Brandon following behind him. Without a word, she completely ignored him.Brandon's face darkened for a moment, and he was about to say something when Valarie turned to Nyla and said, "Nyla, I'm heading out.""Okay, I'll walk you out," Nyla offered."No need. I've been here so many times—I know the way," Valarie dismissed.Watching Valarie disappear out the door, Brandon hesitated for a moment before turning to Damon. "Uncle Damon, I need to talk to Valarie. Give me ten minutes."Without waiting for a response, he rushed out after her.When he reached the entrance, he s
Nyla knelt in front of Mason and gently said, "Of course.""Thank you, Mommy!" Mason chirped.For the next week, Mason slept with Nyla and Damon every night. Only after he was completely sure they weren't going anywhere did he finally move back to his own room.…As soon as Valarie found out that Nyla and Damon were back, she drove straight to their house.The moment she saw Nyla, her eyes turned red, and she rushed over to hug her tightly. "I thought you were never coming back! You didn't even tell me—you just disappeared! Do you even consider me a friend?!"Nyla gently patted her back. "I didn't want you to worry.""And that's why you just left without a word?! You're a terrible person!" Valarie whined."Okay, okay, I admit it. I'm awful. I'm sorry, alright? Please don't be mad," Nyla coaxed.Valarie scolded her a little more before finally sitting down on the couch. "So now that you're back, you're not going back to Meristate, right?"Nyla shook her head. "Nope. I have not
"Alright, I'll let it slide this time. But from now on, we need to spend more time with Buddy. We can't let this leave a lasting emotional scar on him," Nyla said."Got it! Mission accepted!" Damon quickly replied.Nyla couldn't help but chuckle. "Alright, I still need to take my dad home later. You should get back to work.""Why don't you let Dad stay here tonight?" Damon asked.Nyla sighed. "I tried, but he refused. He said he's used to living there and prefers to go back."Damon nodded. "Alright, but you're pregnant now. I'll take him home later.""Then let's go together. You drive," Nyla said."Okay," Damon agreed.Nyla left Damon's study and walked to the living room, where Harrison was sitting on the couch, playing with Mason.She sat down beside them. "Dad, Damon and I will take you home later.""No need. Just call me a car. I've already arranged for the housekeeper to meet me downstairs," Harrison refused."How can I be at ease with that? We'd rather take you ourselv
Nyla nodded. "I only just found out a few days ago."Alexander grinned. "That's amazing—double the good news!"He turned to Damon. "You'd better take good care of her when you're back. Otherwise, you'll have me to answer to."He was definitely going to visit them when the baby was born."I will. I promise," Damon replied.…The next morning, they boarded the plane home.After a long flight, they finally landed safely in Saintornia.As soon as they got off the plane, the first thing Nyla wanted to do was see Mason.When they arrived at the villa, simply standing at the front door made her eyes well up with tears.Damon steadied her and spoke gently. "Nyla, you're pregnant now. You shouldn't get too emotional."She wiped her tears. "I know... I just missed Buddy so much.""Let's go inside first," Damon said.The moment they stepped into the living room, they saw Mason sitting on the couch, watching TV with a blank expression.Nyla stared at him, afraid it was all just a dre
Damon chuckled, his voice low. "If Nyla takes the money, she'll keep thinking about Ms. Kinsey from time to time. Not taking it means she's truly ready to forget her."Seeing he couldn't convince either of them, Alexander sighed. "Alright, I'll hold onto the money for now. If you ever need it, just let me know."Damon nodded. "Okay."Later that night, Alexander thought it over and decided to deposit the money in a bank under Mason's name, setting it up as a fixed-term deposit for 13 years. It would be given to Mason when he turned 18.…Damon walked to Nyla's bedroom door and knocked softly."Come in," Nyla called.As he pushed the door open, he saw her sitting on the balcony, staring at the distant city lights, lost in thought.When she noticed him, she smiled. "You're here."Damon nodded and sat beside her. "Nyla, are you feeling down?""No, I just feel a little drained after everything that's happened. I really want to go back home," she replied.He gently took her hand.
Even Brian and Delia, whom Emerald had spoiled, were expendable in her eyes—if they ever posed a threat to her position, she wouldn't hesitate to give them up.To her, family had always come second to the Nixons.…At exactly 3:00 p.m., Emerald's car pulled up outside Alexander's villa.She stepped out and walked into the living room, where Alexander and Nyla were already waiting.Without a word, she sat down, picked up the documents on the table, and flipped through them.After confirming there were no issues, she signed the last page, then pulled a bank card from her bag and placed it on the table.She slid it toward Nyla. "The password is six zeroes."Alexander picked up the card and handed it to his assistant. "Go check it."Emerald's expression stiffened. "Alexander, what the hell does that mean?!"Was he trying to humiliate her by having his assistant verify the card right in front of her?"Aunt Emerald, it's for both our peace of mind. This way, there won't be any iss
Alexander was silent for a moment before meeting Emerald's gaze. "Fine, I'll help you secure your position as head of the Nixons, but I won't help you eliminate your opponents."As long as there were threats to her power, she wouldn't have time to target Nyla and Damon. Keeping a balance of power was the best way to keep Nyla safe.Emerald's expression darkened. "You don't trust me?"Alexander nodded. "Aunt Emerald, I'd like to, but you need to give me a reason to. Back in Saintornia, you promised Nyla you'd support Prospectus Technology, but the moment she arrived in Meristate, you tried to bankrupt it."Now, you're making promises without proof. How can I trust you?""Alexander, don't forget—I'm your aunt. We're family!" Emerald hissed."To me, Nyla is my cousin, so she's my family too. Think about my offer, Aunt Emerald," Alexander said calmly.He remained unbothered by the situation. He knew Emerald was already backed into a corner—without his help, she had no chance of hold
"Sure," Nyla replied.After Alexander left, she turned to Damon. "We really will make it back together, right?"Seeing the worry in her eyes, Damon pulled her into his arms. "Yes. I promise. Trust me."She didn't say anything more, simply resting against his chest. Deep down, however, unease still lingered.…Three more days passed, and George still hadn't found Nyla.Meanwhile, unrest within the Nixons was worsening. More and more people began openly opposing Emerald, demanding a new leader.Emerald was exhausted and overwhelmed. The stress took a toll on her body—she collapsed and was rushed to the hospital again.When she woke up, the doctor warned her that she couldn't keep pushing herself like this, or her health would suffer serious consequences."I understand," Emerald said flatly. "I'd like to be alone now."Sighing, the doctor left the room.Emerald stared out the window, her gaze distant.For years, she had fought relentlessly to become the head of the Nixons.