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
Nyla's voice was gentle yet resolute.Damon knew her well enough to understand that once she made up her mind, no one could change it. Thus, he didn't press the matter further.As they arrived at the restaurant entrance, they ran into Clark and Jordyn.The moment Clark saw Nyla and Damon together, his expression turned cold."Uncle Damon, why are you here alone with Nyla?" Clark asked icily."I helped her out with something, and she's treating me to dinner to thank me. Is that a problem? Or are you just eager to provide the tabloids with more material? Perhaps you want to give the paparazzi more evidence of your affair?" Damon retorted.Clark sneered. This restaurant was one of the most private in the city—only the wealthy and influential dined there. The paparazzi wouldn't dare to invade this space."Since we've run into each other, why don't we all have dinner together?" Clark suggested.Damon shot him a frosty glance. "Sitting your pregnant mistress at the same table as your
"That's more like it," Valarie chirped.Nyla couldn't help but say, "Valarie, stop bullying Brandon all the time."Brandon turned to her and sighed dramatically. "Aunt Nyla, since you mentioned it, I have to say something. You have no idea what I've been through these past six months, I— Ouch!"Before he could finish, Valarie pinched his waist. "What was that? Tell me, Brandon. Have you been unhappy these past six months?""N-No... I've been very happy..." Brandon winced."Have I bullied you then?" Valarie pressed."No..." Brandon murmured.Valarie huffed. "If not, then keep your mouth shut, or Nyla will really think I mistreat you." Brandon gave her a pitiful look, lowering his head like a scolded puppy.Before they married, Valarie had been gentle and beautiful in his eyes. But after marriage, he realized how wrong he had been.Gentle and beautiful? All an illusion.If he stayed out drinking and came home late, he'd have to choose between sleeping on the couch or outside.
Taking Mia to work was exhausting, but every time she smiled at Damon, it made everything worth it."She'll be fine. Didn't you just say she loves us both equally? She'll cry for a bit, but if you stop taking her to the office, she'll get used to being at home," Nyla reasoned.Seeing Nyla's determination, Damon finally relented. "Alright, we'll try it tomorrow. But if she cries too much, you'll have to take her to the office.""Deal!" Nyla said....After getting ready for work the next morning, Damon kissed Mia on the cheek and headed for the door.As soon as he changed his shoes at the entrance, she reached her little arms toward him, asking to be held. She had grown so accustomed to going to the office with him every day that it had become a reflex.Damon glanced at Nyla. "Nyla, maybe today we should—"Nyla interrupted, "Nope. You go to work. And if you're free for lunch, don't bother coming home. If you need to work late, no rush to come back either."Damon chuckled. "You'
"Brandon, from now on, I'm entrusting Valarie to you," Jonathan said. "She's been spoiled by us and can be a little willful at times. I hope you'll be patient with her in your marriage, and I wish you both a lifetime of happiness together."Brandon held Valarie's hand tightly, his expression solemn. "Dad, don't worry. I'll cherish her with all my heart."Jonathan nodded, stepping down from the stage. He discreetly wiped away his tears.After exchanging vows and rings, Valarie and Brandon sealed their love with a kiss, surrounded by cheers and applause.…On the way home from the wedding, Nyla glanced at Damon. "I saw Mr. Weir wipe his tears so many times today. When Bunny gets married, you'll definitely be just like him, sneaking off somewhere to cry."Damon's grip on the steering wheel tightened slightly, his gaze sharpening. "No one will ever be good enough for my daughter. If she never gets married, we'll take care of her for the rest of our lives."Nyla raised an eyebrow and
"Of course! When's the wedding?" Nyla asked.Valarie shook her head. "We haven't decided yet. He'll come to my house in a few days to discuss it with my parents."Nyla raised an eyebrow. "You're about to get really busy. Planning a wedding alone will take a lot of work.""Yeah, I'm already getting a headache just thinking about it," Valarie replied....For the next few months, Valarie was completely consumed by wedding preparations and work, barely having time to catch her breath.The wedding was set for August 8th, leaving them with less than six months to finalize everything.Valarie even traveled abroad several times to meet with designers and ensure her wedding dress was exactly what she wanted.Beyond the dress, she and Brandon spent hours discussing every detail—from the venue to the wedding favors and bouquet choices....After months of nonstop planning, the big day finally arrived.Valarie was already up, getting her hair and makeup done at 2:00 a.m.By the time N
Valarie looked up and saw the approaching glow.When the figure finally stopped in front of her, she realized it was Brandon.Frowning, she asked, "Where did you go? I waited so long for you. And what are you hiding behind your back?"Brandon flipped his phone face-down on the table, revealing the flowers he had hidden. Then he dropped to one knee."Valarie, I had planned a perfect proposal for you, but when you asked earlier about the meaning of wearing a wedding dress, I knew I couldn't wait any longer."Before I met you, my life revolved solely around work. I never paused for anyone—I never cared whether the sun was rising or setting, or if the moon was full or waning. But everything changed after I met you."I began cherishing the thought of greeting you every morning, sharing meals with you, and standing by your side for life."Valarie, I want every morning to begin with us waking up together, and every night to end with us holding each other as we fall asleep."Finally, B
Of course, every time they visited Valarie's home, Phoebe would subtly—or sometimes not so subtly—hint that they should get married.Brandon had always assumed Valarie wasn't interested in marriage since she never responded to those hints. He hadn't considered proposing.But today, seeing her so excited about picking out baby clothes made him start to imagine a future with her—building a family, raising a child.That thought filled his heart with warmth.After more than three hours of shopping, they finally left the mall, their arms full of bags.Once they loaded everything into the car, Valarie turned to Brandon. "I'm starving. Let's grab something to eat."Brandon nodded. "Sure. What are you in the mood for?""I'm not picky. Is there anything good around here? I don't feel like going too far," she replied.Brandon paused, then said, "There's a place with ethnic cuisine nearby. I went there once for a business meeting—it was pretty authentic. Want to give it a try?""Sounds g
Nyla was silent for a moment before nodding. "Alright. If you ever need Damon to help figure out Brandon's thoughts, just let me know.""I will. Don't worry about us, though. You just gave birth. Your main priority should be resting," Valarie said."Okay," Nyla replied.Valarie lingered in the bedroom for a while, but when she saw Nyla looking tired, she stood up and left.Downstairs, only Brandon was in the living room.Valarie walked over to him and asked, "Where's Damon?""He had something to take care of for work, so he went to the study. How's Aunt Nyla?" Brandon asked."She seems to be doing well, and the baby is adorable. Oh, right, I forgot to ask what the baby's name is. I only know her nickname is Bunny," Valarie said.Just thinking about Mia Sumner's cute little face made Valarie smile. She was already looking forward to the day the baby would call her godmother.A flicker of something crossed Brandon's eyes. "You really like kids, huh?""Of course! I've said befor
Once they were in the car, Nyla suddenly recalled Damon's phone call earlier. "By the way, what did Alexander want?"After a brief pause, Damon glanced at her. "He said Ms. Kinsey left you an inheritance and asked when we'd be able to go to Meristate to take care of it."Nyla pressed her lips together before replying, "Call him later and tell him to donate it or keep it for himself. I don't want it.""Alright," Damon replied.When they arrived home, Damon helped Nyla settle onto the couch, placing a pillow behind her back for support. Then, he said seriously, "Nyla, you've been through enough. Let's not have any more kids after this."During her first pregnancy with Mason, Damon hadn't been around, so he hadn't realized how difficult it was for her.Now, experiencing this pregnancy with her, every checkup and blood draw made his heart ache.Once Nyla gave birth, he planned to get a vasectomy. Two kids were enough for them.Nyla shot him a look. "This wasn't exactly planned, was
More than half an hour later, Nyla finally stirred from her nap.When she opened her eyes, she found Damon sitting by her bed, watching her. She froze for a moment, caught off guard.Rubbing her eyes, she realized he was still there and confirmed she wasn't dreaming.She slowly sat up, her voice still heavy with sleep. "Why are you here? Shouldn't you be in your study working?""I missed you, so I came to see you," Damon replied.Nyla narrowed her eyes. "You definitely have something to say if you're here all of a sudden."Damon chuckled, a little helpless. "I guess I can't fool you.""Of course not. I know you too well. Ever since I got pregnant, you've never come to see me like this in the afternoon," Nyla said."Alright. Go freshen up first, and I'll wait for you downstairs," Damon suggested."Okay," Nyla replied.After washing up, she went downstairs and sat beside Damon. "Alright, tell me. What's going on? You're acting all mysterious."Damon hesitated for a moment befo