Nyla shook her head. "That's not what I meant. I just want to say that, whether or not the divorce goes through, I'm very grateful to you, Uncle Damon.""I don't need your gratitude in words," Damon replied.Nyla looked up, meeting Damon's deep, penetrating gaze. Unease washed over her, and she quickly averted her eyes."Then... what do you want?" she asked."Once you've divorced him, I'll tell you what I want," Damon answered.Nyla bit her lower lip. "Alright."It wasn't until she left Damon's office that she finally felt the weight of his intense, probing gaze lift.Nyla let out a breath of relief. A vague idea of what Damon might want lingered in her mind, but since she had already made up her mind, she wouldn't regret whatever she had to sacrifice.As she reached the elevator, she ran into Erin coming out.Upon seeing her, Erin's eyes narrowed, and the smile on her face vanished instantly."Ms. Nyla, if I'm not mistaken, this is the CEO's office, not your lab," Erin remar
Nyla forced a bitter smile. She had always tried to maintain the illusion that her marriage was fine in front of Harrison, but now she realized how foolish she had been."Dad, this was the path I chose. I can accept the consequences," she replied.Before marrying Clark, Harrison had warned her that life with the Sumners might not be easy, especially since the Jaystons were bankrupt.Nyla had believed that as long as she and Clark loved each other, they could overcome anything. Now, she understood how naive she had been.Harrison sighed softly, his voice gentle. "Nyla, don't worry about me. If you feel like you can't stay with him anymore, I'll support whatever decision you make."Nyla's nose tingled as tears threatened to fall. She replied, "Dad, I know. But right now, the most important thing is for you to focus on getting better."Harrison wanted to mention his plan to discharge himself from the hospital, but seeing Nyla's red-rimmed eyes, he held back. He decided to wait for a
Inside the folder were all the pieces of evidence showing how Cyrus had conspired with Clement to sabotage Harris Pharmaceuticals. If this folder were given to Nyla, it would likely send Cyrus to prison.No matter how terrible Cyrus was, he was still Damon's older brother.Damon took the file, his expression cold. "I know what I need to do. You can go now."Spencer hesitated. He wanted to persuade Damon further, but seeing his icy demeanor, he decided to leave without saying more.Once the office was quiet again, Damon opened the file and examined its contents. After a moment, he placed it in the bottom drawer of his desk.Giving this evidence to Nyla would certainly lead to her divorce from Clark, but it would also mean Cyrus' downfall. Despite all the despicable things Cyrus had done, he was still family.After a moment of thought, Damon called Spencer back into the office and quietly gave him a few instructions.The next morning…Nyla had just woken up when she received a ca
Clark's eyes widened in shock, his expression darkening. "How did you—""Does it really matter how I found out?" Nyla interrupted.Clark fell silent, his face tense as he stared at her.When the elevator doors opened, Nyla walked in without hesitation. Seeing Clark still standing at the entrance, she asked coldly, "Aren't we going to the family home?"Clark took a deep breath and stepped into the elevator. He looked at Nyla and said, "Nyla, Jordyn's father was in a car accident, and it was an emergency—"Nyla, clearly fed up, cut him off sharply. "Don't bother making excuses. The fact is, you've already made your choice between me and Jordyn."Clark attempted to explain, "It's not like that—""Enough. The more you explain, the more disgusted I get!" Nyla snapped.Clark's face froze, and the elevator fell into silence, the only sound being its soft hum as it descended.Soon, they reached the ground floor.Nyla walked out of the elevator and headed straight to her car."I'll s
The disappointment in Richard's eyes made Clark's heart sink. "Grandpa, I just couldn't resist the temptation for a moment... I know I was wrong."Richard's anger deepened. "If you can't resist even a small temptation, how will you handle greater ones in the future? I can't trust you with the Sumner Group. You should resign."Clark was appalled.Just as he was about to speak, Cindy's voice, filled with indignation, cut him off. "Dad, aren't you being too harsh on Clark? He only strayed because Nyla can't have children. Do you really expect Clark to spend his whole life with a woman who won't give him children?"Nyla let out a cold laugh. Cindy was really grasping at excuses for Clark's affair. It was as if his lack of self-control was somehow her fault."Don't you think that's ridiculous? Before Jordyn got pregnant, did he even know that would happen?" Nyla countered."What? That woman is pregnant?" Marie asked, looking at Clark with a mix of frustration and disappointment. "Clar
Richard looked at her with a gaze full of superiority. "You don't have a choice."Nyla's gaze was resolute as she replied, "I have a recording of Clark's affair. If you don't agree, I'll make it public."Her determination was clear—she intended to use this opportunity to divorce Clark.Richard's expression remained cold, unaffected by her threat. "Don't forget, your father is still in the hospital. I don't want to make things ugly, so I hope you'll be smart about this. Once this scandal dies down, I'll arrange for a quiet divorce.""Why should I believe that you'll actually let us divorce?" Nyla pressed."You have no choice but to trust me. Right now, you don't have the leverage to negotiate," Richard stated bluntly.Nyla's hands clenched tightly. For a moment, she considered revealing Cyrus' plot against Harris Pharmaceuticals, but she held back at the last second. Until she had solid evidence that could send Cyrus to prison, she couldn't let the Sumners know what she was aware
If these pieces of evidence were exposed, they would ensure that both Cyrus and Clement spent the rest of their lives in prison.Nyla made several copies of the files and stored them in different locations before finally shutting down her computer.With this evidence in hand, she had the power to fight back if the Sumners failed to keep their promises.Regardless of whether they honored their word, she was determined to hand over these files to the police eventually, ensuring that Clement and Cyrus would face the consequences of their actions.…The next morning, as Nyla arrived at the office, Melody greeted her excitedly. "Nyla! I can't believe it—you're married to Clark Sumner, the CEO of the Sumner Group! Doesn't that mean Mr. Damon Sumner of Prospectus Technology is your uncle?"It was no wonder she had always felt that Damon treated Nyla with a certain level of care—it turned out they were family.Nyla frowned slightly. "How do you know about this?"This explained why she
Surprise flashed in Nyla's eyes. Why would Damon suddenly invite her to dinner?As she hesitated, another message from him appeared on her phone.Damon: [I'll be waiting in the parking lot at 6:30 p.m.]It seemed he wasn't giving her a chance to refuse.Considering that he had helped persuade Richard to agree to her divorce from Clark, she felt she owed him a meal as a thank you.Nyla replied with a simple "Okay". She then put her phone away and focused on her experiment."Nyla, our recent experiments have been going really well. In a little while, we should be able to start testing on lab mice," Melody said excitedly.Nyla shook her head. "It's not that simple. Before we move to trials, we need to go through countless experiments and trial and error to find the best solution. It can take years, even over a decade, for a drug to go from research to market."Melody looked shocked, momentarily pausing her work with the test tubes. "It takes that long?""Yes, and even during tria
"Alright, let's take a nap. We still have to play with Buddy later," Damon suggested.Nyla shook her head. "Before we nap, there's something I need to tell you.""What is it?" Damon asked.She pulled a small notebook from her bag, flipped it open, and handed it to him. "This is what Buddy wrote last night—all the rewards he wants."I plan to buy the remaining ones over the next two days. I'll also prepare a few extra gifts. In the future, for his birthdays or holidays, just pick something from here and give it to him for me."As soon as she finished speaking, Damon frowned. "Even after you go to Meristate, you can still send him gifts yourself. Are you planning never to come back?""No, listen to me. I just want to be prepared. If I can stay in touch with both of you after I leave, then you won't need to use these gifts. I'll choose new ones every year and send them myself. I'm just getting these ready in case something happens," Nyla explained.Damon protested, "There won't be
Mason nodded excitedly. "Okay!"They returned to the changing area, showered, changed into fresh clothes, and took the shuttle to the restaurant.As soon as they sat down, a server approached. "Mr. and Mrs. Sumner, we have several types of cuisine ready. What would you like for lunch?"Damon looked at Nyla. "Nyla, you decide."Nyla glanced at Mason and noticed his eyes fixed on the roasted chicken leg. She couldn't help but smile. "I'd like a steak, but I think Buddy wants the chicken leg."Following her gaze, Damon saw that Mason's eyes were practically glued to the golden-brown roasted chicken leg. He chuckled. "Alright, we'll have the steak, and Buddy can have the chicken leg.""Understood. How would you like your steak cooked? Any dietary restrictions?" the server asked.Nyla shook her head. "Medium-well, and no restrictions."Damon replied, "Medium-rare.""Got it. And for Mr. Mason, besides the chicken leg, would he like anything else?" the server asked."No, that's all
After changing their clothes, Damon led them to a shallower spring more suitable for Mason. He stepped in first to test the temperature, then carefully lowered Mason into the water.As soon as Mason felt the warmth, he beamed. "It's so cozy!"Damon chuckled and let go once he was sure Mason was steady. The shallow depth was perfect for Mason, as the water reached his neck when seated.For Damon and Nyla, however, it was a bit too shallow.After Mason adjusted to the spring, Damon turned to Nyla. "Should we move to one of the deeper springs? This one feels a little chilly."Nyla hesitated, glancing at Mason as he splashed around. "But I'd feel uneasy leaving Buddy here alone.""I'll call for some staff to keep an eye on him. He'll be fine," Damon said.After a moment of thought, Nyla nodded. "Alright."Once the staff arrived to supervise Mason, Damon led Nyla to a nearby, deeper spring.As she sank into the warm water, which reached up to her shoulders, she sighed in satisfacti
Drake stormed off, his anger radiating with each step.Reaching his car, he kicked the door hard in frustration. The action brought little relief, so he pulled out his phone and dialed a number."Put a hold on the collaboration between MK and the Kinsey Group. Don't move forward until I return," he commanded.Whatever the person on the other end said only fueled his fury."Do as I say! I'll take full responsibility for any consequences!" he growled before abruptly ending the call.Breathing deeply to suppress his rage, Drake yanked open the car door and sped away.…Two hours later, Damon pulled up to a luxury hot springs resort.Nyla's face lit up with delight as she turned to him. "I've always wanted to visit this place, but you've been so busy with work that I never mentioned it."Damon smiled. "Spencer recommended it. I might have to give him a raise when we get back."In the back seat, Mason's curiosity was piqued—he'd never been to a resort before.As the family exited
"Enough with the overthinking!" Lydia chided. "Take this time to relax. Once they're back, you'll probably be driving late nights again.""Fair enough," Walter remarked.…In the car, Damon glanced at Nyla. "The place we're going is a bit far. You and Buddy should rest. I'll wake you when we get there."She nodded. "Okay."Leaning back, she closed her eyes but couldn't fall asleep. Thoughts of leaving Damon and Mason in just three days weighed heavily on her.After a while, she opened her eyes, gazing at Damon with a mixture of longing and reluctance.Sensing her stare, Damon turned to her briefly. "What's wrong? Can't sleep?""Yeah," she admitted softly. "I just wanted to look at you. Don't mind me."Damon smiled. "Nyla, do you really think I can drive normally with you staring at me like that?"His teasing tone made her roll her eyes. "Buddy's here. Be serious!"From the back seat, Mason piped up, "Mommy, I covered my eyes! Pretend I'm not here. I can't see or hear anythin
Nyla and Damon exchanged a glance and couldn't help but laugh."Let's go upstairs and pack too," Damon suggested. "Otherwise, Buddy will be all done and rushing us."Nyla nodded. "Alright."The two headed to their bedroom, each packing clothes for the next few days.Since Nyla needed to gather her skincare products and makeup, Damon finished first. He walked over, intending to help, but she waved him off."Just stay put," she said. "If you touch this, you'll mess up everything I've just organized. Besides, you don't even know what's what."Damon chuckled, leaning against the dresser. "Fine. I'll just watch you."He didn't argue—makeup wasn't his forte. To him, all the lipsticks looked the same, though Nyla insisted there were big differences.It took another ten minutes before she finally zipped up her bag.Damon grabbed their suitcases and carried them downstairs, where Mason was already waiting.Upon seeing them, Mason's eyes lit up. "Mommy, Daddy! Are we leaving now? Where
Harrison's response was immediate. "I'm not going. I've lived in Saintornia all my life, and I'm used to it here. Besides, with my health as it is, I don't have many years left anyway. I'd rather not move around."Nyla's heart sank. "Dad, you'll live a long and healthy life."Harrison gave a faint smile. "At my age, with my body the way it is, every day is a gift. The only thing I can't stop worrying about is you. Otherwise, whether I live or die wouldn't matter to me.""Please take care of yourself," she implored."I will. Since your mother is willing to entrust the company she's built over the years to you, make sure you work hard and don't let her down," he advised.In Harrison's mind, Emerald was still the gentle and kind woman he'd known years ago. He had no reason to doubt what Nyla told him."I will," Nyla replied.After sitting with him a while longer and discussing a few things, she finally took her leave.When she returned to the car, her eyes were red, and tears shim
Nyla bit her lip, forcing a lighthearted tone. "I was just talking casually. Don't take it seriously. Besides, you're not the type to believe in these things anyway, right?""But when it comes to you, I can't afford not to believe," Damon replied."I promise I'll make sure to come back safely. Besides, no matter what, she's still my mother. She wouldn't truly harm me," Nyla reasoned."Alright," Damon answered.The two hugged quietly for a while before Damon finally loosened his grip on Nyla. Still, his gaze remained fixed on her, unwavering.Feeling his intense stare, Nyla shifted uncomfortably. "Why are you staring at me like that?""I just want to take a good look at you," he said.Nyla pressed her lips together before leaning up to plant a kiss on his lips. "I'm tired. Let's sleep.""Alright." Damon turned off the light, plunging the bedroom into darkness. The only illumination came from the soft moonlight streaming through the cracks in the curtains.Snuggling into Damon's
Understanding Nyla's concerns, Damon reassured her, "Don't worry. I won't do anything."They had only three days left together. He wished time would slow down so he could savor every moment with her. He had no intention of wasting even a second.Nyla shot him a skeptical look. "Really?""Really. I swear," he replied with a serious expression.Reluctantly, she nodded. "Alright, but you have to keep your word.""Of course," Damon promised.Once upstairs, he handed her a towel. "You go ahead and shower first.""Okay," Nyla replied.As the sound of running water filled the room, Damon walked to the window, pulled out his phone, and made a call."Prepare for departure to Meristate tomorrow. The mission is to protect someone indefinitely," he instructed.The voice on the other end said something, and Damon replied, "It's my wife, Nyla Kinsey."After ending the call, Damon slipped his phone into his pocket and gazed at the night sky, his expression hardening. He vowed their separat