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
"No, why?" Nyla asked.Her mind was still preoccupied with when she would visit Lucia, so she had paid little attention to Clark."Nyla, the reason I haven't visited you these past few days is that I've been swamped with work. Uncle Damon deliberately terminated his partnership with the Sumner Group to target me, and I only managed to resolve this issue this evening," Clark explained.Nyla nodded. "I see."Clark felt exhausted due to her cold response. He had been getting only four hours of sleep each night due to his busy schedule and looked worn out, but Nyla seemed oblivious, still sulking.In the past, Clark would have tried to appease her. Now, he didn't feel like saying anything more. He fell silent, and the dining room was soon filled only with the clinking of cutlery.After dinner, Clark went straight to his study, while Nyla drove to the police station.Lucia's case had not been decided yet, so she was still in jail. After some time apart, Lucia looked pale and demorali
Jordyn was surprised to run into Nyla again at the hospital. After a moment's hesitation, she decided to follow her.Nyla, preoccupied with her own thoughts, didn't notice that she was being followed.By the time Nyla arrived at Harrison's hospital room, it was already past 9:00 p.m. Only Harrison was inside."Dad, where's Wren?" Nyla asked.Harrison looked up, surprised to see his daughter. "Why are you here so late? Wren went home to get me some fresh clothes."Nyla sat by the bedside, her expression serious. "Dad, I need to ask you something."Harrison smiled. "What's the matter? Why the serious face?""When you, Mom, and Clement were in university, did Clement have a thing for Mom?"Harrison frowned. "Did someone say something to you?"Seeing his reaction, Nyla was convinced Lucia's information was correct. "So it's true?"Harrison sighed. "That's all from many years ago, and your mother and I are divorced now. Why are you asking about this?"Nyla paused. After the divor
The phone was silent for a few seconds before Jordyn's voice, trembling with tears, broke through. "I know, but I don't know who else to turn to… I'm sorry… I'll find a way myself and won't bother you anymore…"With that, Jordyn hung up.Clark furrowed his brow, frustration surging within him. He appreciated Jordyn's gentle and understanding nature, but he didn't want to be entangled with her family. If he got involved now, they'd come to him with every problem in the future. He wasn't running a charity.However, considering that she was still carrying his child, he felt he should at least help handle the situation.After a moment of hesitation, Clark finally put on his suit jacket and left.Upstairs, after Nyla finished her shower, she heard the sound of a car engine starting outside. Pausing mid-motion, she walked to the window and saw Clark's car driving away.She drew her gaze back, dried her hair, and completed her skincare routine before going to bed.…When Clark arrived
Besides, Harrison had never seen a secretary who dared to address her employer by name."Clark, I may be old, but I'm not a fool! Do you think that just because the Jaystons are down, we'll put up with whatever you do to my daughter?"Clark frowned. "Dad, you're not well. Let me take you back to your room so we can talk this through."He reached out to help Harrison, but the latter pushed him away. "Don't touch me! Give me back my phone. I told you to call Nyla over. You will explain everything to her face-to-face!""Dad, this is a matter of life and death. Can't you stop making a scene?" Clark said.Seeing the impatience in Clark's eyes, Harrison sneered. "I must have been blind to your true nature! Don't bother calling me 'Dad' anymore. I'll make sure Nyla divorces you."With that, Harrison turned and walked away. After just a few steps, he suddenly collapsed and lost consciousness.…Nyla was awakened by the phone ringing in the middle of the night.By the time she hurried
Before Nyla could say anything, Wren suddenly grabbed her hand. "Nyla, you know how much your father has suffered from being in the hospital all these years. If we can arrange a kidney donation, he can be discharged soon..."Seeing the urgency in Wren's gaze, Nyla felt a wave of bitterness.From the moment Clark used the kidney to pressure her, she felt defeated. She couldn't just watch her father die. She had no choice but to pretend nothing had happened.Noticing Nyla's blank expression, Wren, desperate, continued. "Please, just consider it a favor for me. If you agree, I'll even get on my knees for you."Wren began to kneel in front of her.Nyla quickly helped her up and said, "Wren, I know what I need to do.""Thank you… I'm sorry…" Wren said, almost in tears with relief. She then noticed Nyla's pale face and tried to keep her own emotions in check.Turning to Clark, Nyla said coldly, "You should go. When Dad wakes up, I'll explain everything to him so he doesn't think you w
As they reached the elevator, Nyla's expression turned cold. "You can go be with Jordyn. I'm heading home to rest."Clark frowned. "I'll take you home. You haven't slept all night. I'm worried."Nyla smiled, her gaze filled with sarcasm. "Isn't Jordyn's father in surgery? Shouldn't you be more concerned about that?""Nyla, no one is more important to me than you," Clark insisted.Nyla looked at him. His eyes still held affection, but she no longer felt any warmth toward him."Don't say things like that. The more lies you tell, the more you end up believing them yourself," she said.Before Clark could respond, a choked voice came from behind them. "Clark… my dad…"Clark turned to see Jordyn with tears in her eyes, looking as if she might break down at any moment. His hands tightened into fists without him realizing.Nyla, noticing his reaction, chuckled. As the elevator doors opened, she stepped inside without a backward glance. She had no interest in fighting over a cheating ma