Nyla frowned. "Wren, you agreed to this yesterday. Why are you suddenly changing your mind?"Nyla had arranged for them to go abroad with their safety in mind.She wouldn't let Cyrus off, and once Damon learned she had been using him, he wouldn't protect her anymore. She wouldn't have the energy to properly arrange for them by then.Wren looked helpless. "It's not that I don't want to go abroad, but your father is worried about you. He refuses to go overseas, no matter what."After a moment of silence, Nyla said firmly, "I'll go to the hospital tonight and persuade him myself."Wren's gaze was evasive. "Your father is still upset with you. It might be better to wait a few days. I'm worried that if you go tonight, you two might end up arguing again.""I need to go, even if it means arguing. Wren, I have work to do later, so I'll head back to the office now." With that, Nyla stood up and left.…When Damon found out that Nyla was going to the hospital that evening, he offered to
Seeing Nyla's hesitation, Wren whispered, "Staying here won't help. It'll only make your father more upset."Damon also looked at her with a reassuring smile. "Don't worry. I can handle it."After a moment's pause, Nyla finally nodded. "Alright then."She followed Wren out of the room, and the two sat down on a bench in the corridor. For a while, neither of them spoke.Wren turned to Nyla and broke the silence. "Nyla, staying in the country isn't so bad. The medical facilities here are quite good, and I—"Before she could finish, Nyla interrupted coldly, "Wren, did you suddenly decide not to go abroad because Gabriel is planning to come back?"Wren was momentarily taken aback, a hint of guilt flashing in her eyes. "How did you find out about that?""He told me on the phone yesterday," Nyla replied.Wren frowned, surprised that Gabriel had informed Nyla so soon."Since you know, I won't beat around the bush. I really don't want to leave the country because he's coming back," Wr
"Did you finish talking with my dad?" Nyla asked.Damon glanced down at her and replied, "Yes.""I'll go in and say a few words to him, and then we'll head back," Nyla said."Alright," Damon agreed.Nyla entered the hospital room. To her surprise, Harrison's expression was less distressed than before. Though still stern, he seemed to have softened considerably."Dad, please reconsider going abroad for treatment. If you really don't want to go, I won't force you," Nyla said.Harrison looked up at her and said coldly, "No need to reconsider. I know what I want. As for you and Damon… I suggest you think it through. After all, he's Clark's uncle."If you're with him, you'll face not only public gossip but also opposition from the Sumners. The path with him will be much harder than it was with Clark."Nyla was taken aback by his response. She wondered what Damon had said to change Harrison's attitude so drastically."I've thought it through, Dad," she replied."As long as you've t
Nyla glanced at Cindy, who was clearly struggling to maintain her composure while attempting to apologize. The scene struck Nyla as somewhat amusing."Mrs. Sumner, did you really expect to come here, apologize, and ask me to drop the lawsuit after publicly accusing me of assault?" she asked.Cindy's expression faltered for a moment as she clenched her fists to suppress her anger."Nyla, I admit I was wrong. I'm apologizing now. Can't we just put this behind us?" Cindy asked."Sure," Nyla said, nodding. "But you need to issue a public statement clarifying that I didn't assault you and that it was you trying to tarnish my reputation. I'll drop the lawsuit if you do that."Cindy froze. They had come to resolve this privately, not to make it public. Releasing a statement would only highlight her attempt to malign her former daughter-in-law."Nyla, can we find another way to resolve this? We can negotiate," Cindy suggested."Embarrassed, are we?" Nyla's smile remained, but her eyes w
As they walked into the living room, Damon broke the silence. "Why did you accept the money instead of insisting on a public apology?"Nyla replied, "Even if she apologized, it wouldn't be sincere. Clark managed to persuade her to apologize privately because he doesn't want this to go public. If I had kept insisting, it would have only backfired."Damon studied her. "So, your goal was always just the money?"Nyla nodded. "Yes. If I had asked for the money myself, Clark might have accused me of extortion through his lawyers."Damon fell silent, his gaze distant as he pondered this. When he didn't speak again, Nyla turned to head back to her room.After a few steps, Damon's voice, tinged with resignation, came from behind her. "Nyla, if you just wanted the money, you didn't have to scheme like that. You could have told me directly. I could have helped you."Nyla paused and looked back at him, her eyes filled with an unreadable emotion. "I'm scheming against Clark. He's your family.
Damon patted her head and said softly, "If I haven't earned your complete trust, then I still haven't done well enough."Nyla looked up at him, about to speak, when his phone suddenly rang."Did you change your ringtone?" she asked, noticing that Damon's phone sounded different from usual.Damon didn't answer. He picked up his phone and walked aside to take the call.For some reason, Nyla felt a wave of unease wash over her, and she couldn't help but frown.Soon, Damon ended the call and returned to her."I have to go out for a bit. You should go to sleep," he said.He turned to leave, but Nyla instinctively grabbed his hand. "Is it something important? Can you stay and keep me company? I…"She struggled to find a reason to keep him around.Was it just her inexplicable anxiety?The reason seemed a bit absurd even to her.Damon's gaze softened, and he nodded. "If you're scared, I can have the driver pick up Valarie to keep you company."Nyla opened her mouth, then slowly sho
Nyla looked down and said slowly, "It's nothing. I just wanted to check on how things are going since you didn't come back last night."There was a brief pause on the other end before Damon's deep voice came through. "I'm almost done with everything. I'll be back tonight."Nyla subconsciously tightened her grip on the phone. "Alright, then let's have dinner together tonight.""Okay, I'll see you then," Damon replied.…After ending the call, Damon looked at the woman sitting across from him with tears in her eyes. He said coldly, "Rebecca, it's over between us. I'll book a flight for you shortly."Rebecca paused in wiping her tears and looked up at Damon. "I don't want to leave! I wasn't planning to leave when I came back to the country."Damon's frown deepened, and his entire demeanor turned cold. "Do as you wish, but we're done.""If you didn't care about me, you wouldn't have come to see me last night. You still love me, don't you?" Rebecca asked, her eyes filled with love a
If they hadn't been at a couple's restaurant, sitting on the same side of the table, and if Damon hadn't been serving her food, Nyla might have convinced herself that the woman was merely a business partner of Prospectus Technology.She put down her phone and lowered her head, her expression somber.The moment she saw the photo, she had the urge to call Damon and confront him, but she managed to calm herself at the last moment.Nyla was merely using Damon. Even if he was involved with another woman, what right did she have to question him?After all, she hadn't planned on being with him forever, had she?Her phone buzzed again, with Valarie sending several more messages.Valarie: [I looked into it. The woman's name is Rebecca Austen, Damon's first love. After receiving a full scholarship, she went abroad, and they lost touch.]Valarie: [Not many people knew about their relationship back then. After she went abroad, no one dared to mention her in front of Damon. If I hadn't inves
"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