Cyrus was livid. "How dare you blame me? You raised such a worthless son who can't even manage one mistress properly!""Shut up!" Cindy retorted, her chest heaving with anger. "If you hadn't been out of the house all the time with your string of mistresses, Clark wouldn't have turned out like this. He learned it all from you!"Cyrus sneered. "I'm not going to argue about old grievances. It's pointless now. You'd better not make things worse. If you really anger the old man, Clark might never get back into the Sumner Group."After all, the Sumners had more than one heir.As Cyrus was about to leave, Cindy tried to stop him but was shoved aside, nearly falling. When she managed to steady herself and looked around, Cyrus had already disappeared.…Clark had been kneeling at the Sumner residence entrance all night. When it started pouring rain in the middle of the night, he stayed put, enduring the downpour until he collapsed.The next morning, a maid found him unconscious at the do
"Yeah. We did tests before. Her body has a hard time conceiving, so I plan to have Jordyn carry the baby and then let Nyla raise it as her own," Clark informed.Marie was infuriated. "Why are you only mentioning this now?!"Had she known earlier that Nyla couldn't have children, she would never have allowed Clark to marry her, no matter how long he had knelt.Clark lowered his head, his voice lacking confidence. "I thought with some time and treatment, we'd eventually succeed…"Marie forced herself to stay calm and said coldly, "Call Nyla back immediately. You must divorce her!"Given Nyla's previous disrespect toward her, Marie was already dissatisfied. Now that she knew Nyla couldn't bear children, she would never allow her to remain married to Clark.Clark looked up at Marie. "Grandma, I won't divorce her. Even if she can't have children, I don't care.""You're truly insane. If you don't divorce her, you're no longer my grandson!" With that, Marie stormed off.Richard looked
Damon narrowed his eyes. It seemed Clark really didn't want to return to the Sumner Group."I'm in a meeting right now. I'll explain everything to you tonight," Damon said.Since Nyla and Clark weren't divorced yet, Damon didn't want the Sumners to know about his feelings for Nyla. Although he had fallen for her first, the Sumners would likely think she was the one who had seduced him.Richard didn't respond and just hung up.Damon called Spencer over and instructed quietly, "Find out where Clark is and bring him to see me after the meeting."…The meeting dragged on for over two hours before it finally ended.When Damon announced it was over, the department managers visibly relaxed.Back in Damon's office, his gaze turned cold when he saw Clark sitting on the couch.The atmosphere was tense and oppressive.Damon sat down across from Clark and said coldly, "No matter what you tell your grandfather, I won't give up on Nyla."Clark smiled. "Uncle Damon, whether you give up or
"Just say it was sent to you by someone named Pete," Damon replied.If Pete hadn't suddenly disappeared, Damon wouldn't have needed to find Valarie."Got it," Valarie said.After their discussion, Valarie decided not to stay for dinner with Damon, as they weren't close."If there's nothing else, I'll head out now," she said.Damon looked at her seriously. "Ms. Weir, please keep this matter confidential. I don't want anyone to know that I handed you this file.""Don't worry. I'll keep it to myself," Valarie assured him.Once Valarie left the restaurant, she went directly to Nyla's place.…When Nyla saw Valarie, she was pleasantly surprised. "Valarie, what are you doing here?"Valarie smiled. "I missed you, so I came by. Let me in first."Nyla stepped aside to let her in. Once they were seated in the living room, Valarie took the file from her bag and handed it to Nyla.Nyla took it with a puzzled expression. "What's this?"As soon as Nyla opened it and read a few lines, he
Nyla panicked and lunged at Clark. "Give me back my phone!"Clark stumbled backward from her sudden attack, struggling to regain his balance. He grabbed her hand and said coldly, "I came here today to discuss something with you."Nyla wrenched her hand away. "I have nothing to discuss with you."She looked up at him with a cold, unyielding gaze, her demeanor starkly different from the gentle woman he once knew."Nyla, I've informed my grandparents that I won't be returning to the Sumner Group. I'm planning to start my own business," Clark said.Nyla's expression remained unmoved. "What you do has nothing to do with me."Clark's gaze darkened. "Nyla, we're married. We're supposed to spend our lives together. Do you really want to make our relationship so strained?"His words struck Nyla as somewhat amusing. How could he still be dreaming that she would spend her life with him?Nyla's silence caused Clark's grip on the phone to tighten, his knuckles turning white.He took a deep
"Call me when you've made up your mind," Clark said.Nyla took her phone, her gaze lowered in silence. After Clark left, she quickly locked the door and propped a chair against it, finally feeling a bit of safety.After a moment of reflection, she called Damon.In the Sumner residence's living room…Richard and Marie sat on the sofa with grim expressions, while Damon stood nearby."Clark says you have feelings for a married woman. Is that true?" Richard asked, his gaze stern and scrutinizing.As Richard's most distinguished son, Damon was expected to uphold the family's reputation. Richard could not tolerate any scandal involving Damon and a married woman.Marie also looked displeased. Despite introducing Damon to many eligible young women, he hadn't shown interest in any of them. If it turned out he was interested in a married woman, it would be a major embarrassment.Realizing the matter couldn't be hidden for long, Damon decided to be straightforward. "Yes."Richard slammed
When Damon arrived at Nyla's place, it was already an hour later."What's going on?" he asked.Nyla looked up at him with reddened eyes. "Uncle Damon, can you help me find a place to stay? If I look for one myself, Clark might continue to harass me."Upon seeing the hint of vulnerability in her eyes, Damon's gaze hardened. "Did Clark come by earlier?"Nyla nodded. "Yes. I don't know where he got the keys, but he just walked in.""Alright. I'll handle the rental. Do you need help with the divorce?" Damon asked.Nyla looked down. "The divorce should be happening soon.""Got it," Damon replied.Noticing Damon's gaze resting on her, Nyla nervously clenched her hands and mustered the courage to look up at him. "If that's all, and since it's getting late, I'll see you out."Damon stood up. "No need. Get some rest."After leaving the neighborhood, Damon called Spencer. "Clark broke into Nyla's place tonight. Did the two people I asked you to arrange not notice anything?"The though
"Who gave you those documents?" Cyrus questioned.Clark's voice was icy. "Nyla sent these documents to me. Dad, did you really have something to do with the Harris Pharmaceuticals incident six years ago?"Cyrus's voice roared with anger. "How can you believe a woman over me?""It doesn't matter whether I believe you or not," Clark replied. "What matters is that Nyla is using these documents to force me into a divorce. She said if I don't agree, she'll turn them in to the police.""What?!" Cyrus ground his teeth, his voice filled with fury. "She must not be allowed to take those documents to the police!"Clark smiled bitterly. He had hoped, even if just a little, that the documents were fabricated by Nyla to pressure him into a divorce. Cyrus' reaction made it clear that everything in those documents was true."Dad, why did you do this? How am I supposed to face Nyla now?" Clark asked."I did it all for the Sumner Group. If I hadn't brought down Harris Pharmaceuticals, do you thi