Just as Nyla was about to get up, Damon's hands gently pressed down on her shoulders."Don't move. Wait here," Damon instructed.Meeting his firm gaze, Nyla bit her lip and instinctively nodded.Damon patted her head with a smile. "Good girl."Nyla was left speechless.Damon worked quickly, and soon the kitchen was filled with the aroma of food.Nyla couldn't help but swallow as she headed to the kitchen. She hadn't eaten dinner and was now quite hungry.Just as she reached the kitchen door, Damon emerged, carrying a plate of sandwiches."Why did you come over?" he asked.Nyla was captivated by the sandwiches in his hand. It was a simple creation—vegetables and eggs topped with melted cheese. The green vegetables and crispy-edged fried eggs looked especially appetizing under the light.Noticing that all her attention was on the sandwiches and she had completely ignored him, Damon couldn't help but smile. "Go get your cutlery."At his words, Nyla quickly went into the kitchen
Wren sighed. "Don't even mention it. She divorced Clark, and on top of that—"Before she could finish, Gabriel interrupted, "She got divorced?"Wren, oblivious to his agitation, continued with a frown. "Yes, it's complicated. I'll explain everything once I get to Meristate.""Alright…" Gabriel replied.After a few more words, Wren ended the call. Thinking about reuniting with her son in Meristate, she couldn't help but smile.Once she and Harrison were in Meristate, whatever Nyla did here wouldn't affect them. All she needed to do was focus on taking good care of Harrison and Gabriel.As for Nyla, Wren had never considered her part of the family. The courtesy Wren had shown in the past was merely out of respect for Harrison. Now that Nyla no longer respected her, Wren felt no need to curry favor with her.At the Sumner residence…Damon's decision to move Nyla into his villa had left Richard fuming."Outrageous! Does he really want to drag the Sumner name through the mud?!" Ric
Noticing that Richard hadn't assigned him the task, Parker stood up and said, "Mr. Richard, I need to find more information to see if there's a way to bail out Mr. Cyrus. I'll be going now."Richard nodded. "Go ahead."After Parker left, Richard turned to Cindy. "You should go too. Whether Cyrus can be released depends on whether you can convince Nyla."With that, Richard left the room.As Cindy watched him leave, she couldn't help but grit her teeth, her eyes filled with resentment. It seemed Richard wasn't reliable either, and only she cared about Cyrus' fate.After leaving the Sumner residence, Cindy called Clark and recounted the night's events in detail."Clark, if we want to get your father out, it's up to us now. I'll wait downstairs at Prospectus Technology tomorrow. I refuse to believe I can't find a way to see her!" Cindy declared.There was a brief silence before Clark's cold voice came through. "Alright. I'll also find a way to create some trouble for Uncle Damon's c
Cindy was furious and raised her hand to slap Nyla. However, before her hand could make contact, Nyla had already grabbed her wrist."Let go!" Cindy shrieked.Nyla smiled. "I suggest you adjust your attitude before asking for favors next time. Otherwise, you'll just end up looking foolish."With that, she released Cindy's wrist.Still struggling, Cindy didn't expect Nyla to suddenly let go. She lost her balance and fell awkwardly to the ground.As the elevator doors opened, Nyla walked in without looking back.Cindy tried to stop her, but the pain from her twisted ankle prevented her from getting up to chase after Nyla."Stop right there! You bitch! I won't let this go!" Cindy screeched.An icy glint crossed Nyla's eyes.Once the elevator doors closed and reached the first floor, she headed straight to the surveillance room. After copying the security footage of the argument with Cindy in front of the elevator, she left.Nyla then went to the top floor to find Damon but was t
Noticing Nyla's cold attitude, Damon frowned and asked softly, "Did something happen?"Nyla looked up, confused. "No, why do you ask?""You seem a bit down today," he replied.Nyla shook her head. "No, I'm fine. Sit down. I'll change your bandages."Damon studied her for a moment but chose not to press further. "Okay."As Nyla finished changing his bandages and tidying up the used items, she said, "You can go now. I need to get back to work."Damon stared at her for several seconds before asking, "Did you get upset because I didn't come home last night?"Nyla was taken aback. "No, why would you think that?""Because you seem distant. I must have done something to upset you," he suggested.Nyla couldn't meet Damon's gentle gaze and looked away. "No, it might just be that I didn't sleep well because of the bed change last night.""Really?" he asked."Yeah. You worked all night at the company and must be very busy. It's not ideal for you to stay in the lab for too long. We shou
"I'll try to have more self-control in the future, but don't blame me if I can't hold back," Damon said.Nyla was speechless. Was there any difference between what he said and saying nothing at all?Seeing Nyla's slightly darkened expression, Damon realized that staying any longer might push her over the edge.He quickly added, "I have a meeting later. Send me a message when you finish work tonight, and we can go home together."After Damon left, Nyla went straight to the lab.Melody smiled slyly when she saw her. "Nyla, guess what I saw when I went to your office just now?""What?" Nyla had a bad premonition—she hoped Melody hadn't just seen Damon kissing her.As expected, Melody's next words confirmed her suspicion.Nyla wished for the floor to swallow her whole. She cleared her throat to hide her embarrassment. "Alright. Let's get back to the experiment, or we'll be working overtime today.""Okay, hahaha… Nyla, I didn't expect to see you shy," Melody teased....The morni
Erin walked into Damon's office with anticipation and smiled as she looked at him.Damon was handling documents bathed in the sunlight streaming through the window. The radiant glow enhanced his handsome features, making them even more striking."Mr. Damon, I have the contract ready. When would be a good time for us to sign it?" she chirped.Damon set aside the document he was working on and regarded her with an emotionless gaze. "Ms. Hulle, you may have misunderstood. I asked to see you today to inform you that Prospectus Technology has decided to pursue other partnership opportunities. You no longer need to come by," he said.Erin's smile froze as she stared at Damon in disbelief. "What did you say?"After so many discussions and being on the verge of signing the contract, he was now backing out?Despite her anger, Erin tried to maintain her composure and asked, "May I know why?""Your unsolicited harassment of my girlfriend indicates a lack of professional integrity on your
By the time they finished the experiment and were ready to leave, it was already past 8:00 p.m.Knowing that Melody lived quite far, Nyla offered her a ride home.Melody's eyes lit up. "Really? Thank you so much, Nyla!""It's no problem. It's not safe for a girl to go home alone at night," Nyla said.As they chatted, they put away the lab equipment and ensured everything was in order before heading downstairs together.Nyla sent a message to Damon, letting him know she would be dropping off Melody. He didn't seem to mind.When Melody saw Damon, she was a bit flustered.Sitting in the back seat and seeing Damon in the driver's seat, she was even more surprised. Having the company CEO as a chauffeur was something she could barely have dreamed of."Mr. Sumner, thank you for this," she said.Damon responded with a brief acknowledgment and turned to Nyla. "Can you set the navigation?""Sure," Nyla agreed.Melody's home was in the opposite direction of Damon's villa, so they dropp
"Would you happen to have a moment later? I'd love to discuss something," Gabriel asked.Tim smiled. "What a coincidence. I suppose I can spare a few minutes for a chat.""Excellent," Gabriel replied.Standing, Crystal smoothed her dress. "I'll freshen up."She knew better than to linger during Tim's business discussions."Your lipstick needs touching up. Take your time," Tim said mildly."Of course," Crystal answered.She found a quiet spot and sat for over half an hour, waiting until she received a bank notification confirming a deposit of 7,000,000 dollars.Satisfied, she returned to the table, only to find Tim dining alone."Tim, when did Mr. Hackett leave?" she asked, quickening her pace to sit across from him.Tim continued cutting his steak with deliberate precision. "No talking while eating."Although his tone was calm, Crystal had been with him long enough to sense his simmering anger.She pressed her lips together, instinctively explaining, "Tim, I'm sorry. Mr. Ha
By midday, Tim still refused to see Gabriel.Gabriel, considering taking a break and returning later, received a call from his secretary."Mr. Hackett, I found out Mr. Westcott has a girlfriend. Perhaps she could help arrange a meeting," his secretary said.A spark lit in Gabriel's eyes. "Send me her details right away."The secretary quickly forwarded the information.Tim's girlfriend, Crystal Glasco, came from an average family and worked as his assistant.Her background was straightforward—a bachelor's degree and a job at the Westcott Group right after graduation, where she became Tim's assistant.Their relationship, however, was more about Tim keeping her than about them being equals. That said, their three years together suggested Tim held some level of affection for her.After reviewing the details, Gabriel immediately called his secretary back. "Find a way to contact Crystal. I need to meet her today."…At around 8:00 p.m., Crystal entered an upscale restaurant in Cap
Under Tim's leadership, the Westcott Group maintained its position as one of the top four families in Capitarnia, leaving the other three far behind.After reading the file, Gabriel closed it and asked coldly, "I asked you to arrange a meeting with Mr. Westcott. What's their response?"The secretary hesitated. "Mr. Hackett, Mr. Westcott's secretary hasn't responded. It seems they aren't interested in meeting with you."Gabriel wasn't fazed. The document made it clear that Tim was proud and highly selective in his dealings. Such a person wasn't easily approached.For Damon to even gain the Westcott Group's consideration, he must have put in significant effort.Still, there was an opportunity as long as the contract wasn't signed."No need to wait for a reply. I'll go to the Westcott Group myself tomorrow morning," Gabriel said."Understood, Mr. Hackett," the secretary replied.…At 7:00 a.m. the next day, Gabriel was already standing outside the Westcott Group. The sun hadn't f
Damon nodded. "Got it. Have the PR department continue contacting major media outlets to remove any negative commentary about Prospectus Technology. We can't let this situation escalate further."In the business world, public opinion could be lethal. Most people were naturally inclined to follow the crowd. Without knowing the full picture, they could easily be misled.If the narrative that Prospectus Technology's chips were faulty spread too far, restoring their reputation later would require monumental resources. It was critical to stop this from snowballing now."Understood, Mr. Sumner. By the way, how's the deal in Capitarnia coming along?" someone asked.Upon hearing that, Damon's previously tense expression relaxed slightly. "Progress is decent. Barring any unforeseen issues, we should be able to sign the contract in a couple of days."The group on the call let out a collective sigh of relief.Once the deal was signed, Prospectus Technology would recover some of its losses
"We can sign an agreement if you're still worried. I promise never to challenge your custody of Wilhelm in my lifetime," Jane assured.Seeing her determination, Gabriel remained silent.Noticing his hesitation, Jane gripped the armrests of her wheelchair tightly. "Gabriel, you're already hesitating, even though you haven't remarried yet. How can I believe you'll treat Wilhelm fairly in the future?"Gabriel's gaze turned cold. "No matter what, Wilhelm will be better off with me than with you. When and how much of the shares I give him is my decision, not yours."With that, he turned to leave.As he reached the doorway, Jane's voice echoed behind him. "If you don't transfer half your shares to Wilhelm, I won't leave the country!"Gabriel paused, then glanced back at her mockingly. "Whether you leave or stay means nothing to me. And why would you think your refusal to leave is a threat to me?""Gabriel, you're a bastard!" Jane shouted.Gabriel smirked and left without another word
Wilhelm froze for a moment, his eyes welling up with tears as confusion and hurt clouded them."Mommy, do you really not want me anymore?" he asked, his voice trembling.Jane's gaze flickered with a brief trace of pain as she looked at Wilhelm sitting pitifully on the floor. But the softness in her eyes vanished as quickly as it appeared.She stared at him coldly. "That's right. I never wanted you. I hit you to try and get your father to come back."The other day, when I took you out for steak, I deliberately let you eat that hazelnut cake. You started itching later because you're allergic—that was intentional, too. I wanted you hospitalized so I could force your father to see me."Her tone grew harsher. "Now that Gabriel and I are divorced, you're of no use to me. You're just a burden. Taking you with me would only drag me down."And I hate your father. Naturally, I hate you, too. Don't show up in front of me again!"Wilhelm sat frozen, her words cutting into him like shards of
If Wilhelm stopped wanting to see Jane, the bond between them would naturally fade over time."No! I don't want food!" Wilhelm cried, hurling Gabriel's phone onto the car seat.He began pounding on the car door, trying to open it. "I want to see Mommy! I want to live with her, not you!"Gabriel, his patience wearing thin, locked the doors with a sharp click and turned to Wilhelm, his expression darkening."Your mother doesn't want you. Even if you find her, she won't take you. I'm the only one you have now," he said."I hate you! I don't want to be with you! I don't want you as my dad!" Wilhelm screamed.Gabriel's restraint, already fraying after days of tantrums, finally snapped. He stared at his son and said coldly, "It doesn't matter whether you want me or not. No one wants you now except me."Jane didn't want Wilhelm. The Wilkies wouldn't want him either."That's not true!" Wilhelm sobbed uncontrollably. "Mommy wants me. Mommy's just mad. If I'm good, she'll take me back! S
Lydia nodded. "Okay, Ms. Kinsey."Shortly after, Lydia returned with Mason by her side.When Mason saw Gabriel and Wilhelm standing at the door, he frowned and turned to Nyla. "Mommy, why is Wilhelm here?"Nyla patted his head gently. "He's here to apologize to you.""Oh." Mason's response was wary, clearly unconvinced.Gabriel observed Nyla's affectionate interaction with Mason, his eyes flickering with a trace of emotion. He turned to Wilhelm. "What did you promise me before we came?"Wilhelm's reluctance was evident. He had agreed to apologize, but only under the threat of losing his chance to see his mother."Mason, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have pushed you yesterday. I hope you can forgive me," Wilhelm said, his voice subdued.Mason didn't respond immediately. Instead, he looked up at Nyla, silently seeking her guidance."Buddy, this is your decision to make," Nyla said softly. "I'll respect whatever you decide."Mason lowered his head, thinking for a moment.Finally, he s
Brandon sighed and placed the items on the desk. "Aunt Nyla, this crisis is unlike anything Prospectus Technology has faced before. If things go wrong, the company can go bankrupt."Uncle Damon prepared these after finding out Buddy is his son, but he hadn't found the right time to give them to you."Keep them for now. If Prospectus Technology collapses, he'll need this to start over."After a moment's silence, Nyla nodded. "Alright, I'll hold onto them. Is this the only reason you came?""Yes, I need to get back to work," Brandon replied."I'll see you out," Nyla offered.After sending Brandon off, she returned to the study and placed the documents and bank card in the safe upstairs.The next morning…As Nyla was getting dressed, Lydia knocked on the door."Ms. Kinsey, there's a man outside who says he's your brother," Lydia informed her.Brother?Thinking it was likely Gabriel, Nyla's expression turned cold. "I don't know him. Tell him to leave.""Understood," Lydia said