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
Clark let out a cold laugh. "If you dare get in the car with Uncle Damon, I'll call my grandparents and tell them he has feelings for you!"Nyla frowned, shocked at how low Clark was willing to go.The air around Damon instantly turned icy. He fixed Clark with a piercing stare, his presence overwhelming. "If you think you can handle the consequences, go ahead and make the call.""Uncle Damon, all you ever do is threaten me with the Sumner Group. But guess what? I don't care about the Sumner Group anymore," Clark said, attempting to sound confident.To Damon, it was almost laughable. He sneered. "You don't care about the Sumner Group? Or is it because your affair photos went viral and your grandfather is so disappointed in you that he's planning to demote you to one of the subsidiary companies? Soon, you won't even be the CEO of the Sumner Group."Clark's face flushed with embarrassment as Damon exposed the truth."It's just a temporary demotion. It doesn't mean I won't have the c
Wren's voice was pleading, but a chill ran down Nyla's spine. This must be the real reason she had called.Nyla had already been blackmailed by Clark numerous times with the promise of a kidney donation for her father, only to be betrayed when the kidney was given to Jordyn's father instead."Wren, I can't agree to this," Nyla replied firmly. "A person can't live without bottom lines. If I compromise this time, I'll be letting Clark control me forever."She had compromised too many times before, each instance leading to more pain and betrayal from Clark. She wouldn't trust him again, nor would she compromise.There was a long silence on the other end of the line, followed by the sound of the call being disconnected.Nyla had no intention of calling back. She simply put down her phone and went to take a shower.…The next few days passed quietly.Clark didn't reach out, and Nyla's life returned to its calm routine.Just when she thought she could approach Richard in about a wee
Richard's call at that moment filled Clark with dread."Grandpa..." he began hesitantly.Richard's voice crackled with anger. "Don't call me Grandpa! I don't have such a foolish grandson! The news about that woman's pregnancy has caused a huge scandal, and it's already affecting the Sumner Group's stock prices. You need to resign and leave the company immediately!"Clark's face drained of color. "Grandpa... what about my transfer to the subsidiary?""Don't even think about it. The board is extremely dissatisfied with you right now. You need to handle this scandal. If you can't clean up this mess, don't bother coming back to the company!" Richard bellowed.The words struck Clark like a bolt of lightning, and panic washed over him. "Grandpa, I promise I'll resolve this as quickly as possible. There won't be a next time. If the board members have concerns, I'm willing to start from the bottom at the subsidiary."If he was expelled from the Sumner Group altogether and barred from the
Brandon didn't get angry. He calmly replied, "At least I won't cause a scandal that tanks the company's stock price by getting a mistress pregnant. Don't you agree?"Clark glared at him, an intense and menacing aura surrounding him. "Get out!""I'll wait for you to pack up your office so that I can move in tomorrow," Brandon taunted.Soon, everyone left the office, leaving Clark alone. He swept the documents off his desk in a fit of rage and stormed out.…An hour later, Jordyn entered Clark's car with a small suitcase through the back gate of her apartment complex."Clark, thank goodness for you. I really don't know what I would've done without you…" she said.Clark drove in silence, his face dark and stormy.Sensing his foul mood, Jordyn bit her lip. "Clark… Shouldn't we try to suppress the news about my pregnancy?"Clark's grip on the steering wheel tightened. "You don't need to worry about that. Your priority now is to make sure the baby is born."A glint appeared in Jord
When Nyla saw the so-called "evidence" on Clark's phone, her eyes filled with sarcasm. "So, based on this chat screenshot, you've decided it was me?""That's not all," Clark replied, his tone cold. "There's also a recording."He played the recording right in front of Nyla.As she listened, she finally understood—it was all a setup, specifically designed to frame her. She couldn't figure out what the person behind this stood to gain."This voice does sound a lot like mine," Nyla said calmly. "However, if you take it to a forensic lab, you'll see it's been fabricated."Clark's gaze was full of disappointment as he looked at her. "I gave you the evidence you asked for, but you're still denying it? Nyla, when did you become so malicious?""Is it that I'm malicious, or that you want to believe I am? You didn't even bother to have this recording or the chat logs authenticated, yet you've decided it was me. If I really wanted to leak Jordyn's pregnancy, would I leave such obvious eviden