Clark glowered immediately. "Why are you only finding this out now?!"Michael, sounding innocent, replied, "Mr. Sumner, I wanted to investigate earlier, but you told me not to. I decided to look into it again only after I ran into Ms. Weir's parents at the hospital last night when I went to visit a friend."Realizing he had been too angry and might have overreacted, Clark took a deep breath. "From now on, make sure to investigate these matters as quickly as possible!""Understood," Michael replied.Just as Clark was about to hang up, he remembered that Nyla had left with Damon earlier. He added sternly, "Find out where Nyla and my uncle are now."Michael quickly confirmed the information.After learning that Damon had dropped Nyla off at her apartment before leaving, Clark felt a mix of relief and guilt. He had wrongly accused Nyla and locked her in the basement for a whole day.After a moment of hesitation, he decided to wait a few days for Nyla to calm down before apologizing
It was over an hour later when Nyla finally arrived at the hospital.Upon seeing that Nyla had only brought soup, Valarie's face fell with disappointment.Nyla sat down beside her, opened the container, and said, "Alright, just hang in there a few more days. Once you're out of the hospital, you can eat whatever you want."Valarie sighed and resignedly took the spoon. "By the way, I heard that the two people who forced me to jump were hired by Jacqueline?"Recalling the nightmare that had unfolded when those men barged in, Valarie felt as though it had been a terrible dream. If she hadn't jumped, who knew what might have happened next?Nyla nodded, her expression darkening. "Yeah. She said she only intended for them to take some indecent photos of you, not to force you to jump."Valarie scoffed. "Am I supposed to believe that nonsense? If I hadn't jumped, who knows what those men would have done to me?""I also took some pictures of her. If she ever tries to leak your photos, she
Nyla spent some time with Valarie and left after Phoebe arrived.…The next morning, as Nyla was heading to work, she saw Michael standing a short distance away and frowned. Initially, she planned to ignore him, but he quickly approached her and stopped right in front of her."Mrs. Sumner, this is a gift from Mr. Sumner," Michael said.Nyla glanced at the jewelry box in his hand, her face expressionless. "What does Clark mean by this? Is it a slap in the face followed by a prize?"Michael shook his head, trying to stay calm. "No. This is Mr. Sumner's apology gift. He's too afraid to come himself, so he sent me to give it to you."Nyla took the box, opened it, and found an expensive diamond necklace inside.Just as Michael let out a sigh of relief, Nyla tossed both the box and the necklace into a nearby trash can."Mrs. Sumner!" Michael exclaimed.Nyla looked at him, her voice cold and deliberate. "Go back and tell him that I won't accept such a half-hearted apology."With tha
Was Nyla really just going to let Clark have his way? It seemed that the only way to distance herself from him was to get a divorce.Before she could do that, Harrison's kidney surgery needed to be completed. Otherwise, Clark would continue to use the situation to threaten her. If she relied solely on herself, she would have to wait in line for a kidney, not knowing how long it might take.Nyla looked up at Clark and said coldly, "If you want me to move back, fine."Clark's face lit up with hope, but her next words made his smile freeze."I will move back in after my father's kidney transplant is completed," she said.A heavy silence fell over the hallway.Clark clenched his fists. If he hadn't rashly given the kidney to Jordyn's father, he would have agreed immediately. With no new kidney donation available now, he couldn't make that promise.Seeing his silence, Nyla assumed he intended to use the kidney donation to keep threatening her and grew even colder in her gaze."If yo
It seemed someone was already getting impatient.After tossing the dress aside, Nyla found a white V-neck slit dress in the closet and put it on. She removed the hair tie, letting her hair cascade down. She then straightened her hair with a flat iron and spent five minutes on a light makeup look before she was ready to leave.As soon as she got into the car and was about to fasten her seatbelt, Clark's deep voice suddenly came from beside her. "Why aren't you wearing the dress I had prepared for you?"Nyla raised an eyebrow and looked at him coldly. "That dress isn't my size."Clark, perceptive as ever, quickly understood, and his expression darkened. "I'll look into this."Nyla offered a slight smile. "Let's go to the party first."Her face was small and delicate, perfectly made up with light makeup. Her long hair flowed like silk behind her. In her white dress, she looked like a fragrant gardenia, so beautiful it was almost impossible to look away.Clark's gaze lingered on Nyl
This had only caused the Sumners to treat Nyla with even more disregard.Nyla had endured their behavior before because she had expectations for Clark. Now that her love for him was gone, tolerating it would reduce her to nothing more than a doormat.She smiled and replied, "Getting a divorce is still better than never getting married. What do you think, Aunt Anne?"Anne's face immediately darkened, her gaze sharp as daggers. "Say that again?!"Anne had once been in a relationship and waited for that man after their breakup. Now, approaching 40 and still unmarried, it had become a sore spot for her. No one dared to mention it in her presence.Marie also felt offended. Since Nyla had previously confronted her, Marie had harbored resentment. She had hoped Nyla would eventually apologize, but instead of showing remorse, Nyla had begun criticizing Anne!Cindy looked at Nyla with surprise and suspicion. Was Nyla out of her mind to say something like that?Nyla maintained a calm smile
"Mr. Sumner, long time no see. I heard Prospectus Technology recently invested in the government project in the east suburb.""I'm also interested in that project. I wonder if you could give me a chance to get a piece of the action, Mr. Sumner?"Damon, who lacked the patience for idle chat, reluctantly paused to acknowledge the men speaking as it was Marie's birthday party. He greeted them with little enthusiasm."Good evening, Mr. Lowe."While Damon was being cornered by business associates, Nyla had already dismissed the man she was speaking with and was seeking a quiet place to rest.Suddenly, a maid from the Sumners rushed up to her. "Ms. Jayston, Ms. Cindy has asked to see you. She's waiting for you at the pavilion in the garden."Nyla glanced toward Marie. Seeing that Cindy was indeed absent, she frowned slightly. "Did she say what it's about?""No, but it seemed quite urgent. Ms. Jayston, you should go quickly," the maid urged.Noting the urgency in the maid's gaze, Nyla
Just then, a maid hurried over to Damon. "Mr. Damon, Ms. Jayston suddenly fainted. I couldn't find Mr. Clark."Hearing this, Damon looked up, his voice cold. "Where is she?""She's upstairs now. Madam Summer and the others are busy with the guests. You should go and check on her," the maid replied.If it were any other time, Damon would have noticed something was off. Nyla had fainted, so why hadn't a doctor been called? Instead, they were asking him to check on her.However, having drunk the spiked glass of wine Cyrus had given him earlier, Damon felt dizzy and sluggish. He didn't immediately realize something was amiss.By the time he noticed, he was already in Clark's room."Mr. Damon, Ms. Jayston is inside," the maid said.Damon stopped abruptly, his eyes narrowing with suspicion. "I'll wait here for the doctor."Entering without knowing what was happening could lead to unforeseen consequences.It was becoming clear to Damon that this was a trap set by Cyrus. He hadn't ant