Noticing Spencer's silence, Damon frowned. "Is there something else?"After a moment of hesitation, Spencer spoke up. "Mr. Sumner, I think you should reconsider. The rumors circulating in the company are just hearsay. You could issue a statement prohibiting discussions about your personal life, but there's no need to clarify your relationship with Ms. Austen."If all the employees learned that Nyla had dumped Damon, it might cause an even bigger stir.Damon was silent for a few seconds before replying in a deep voice, "Fine, we'll handle it your way."Soon after, the CEO's office issued a statement banning employees from discussing Damon's personal life. Anyone caught doing so would be terminated.…Nyla and Melody were busy with experiments all morning and didn't check their phones until lunchtime. It was then that Gabriel informed them of the situation.As Gabriel spoke, he kept a close eye on Nyla. When he saw that Nyla's expression remained calm and indifferent, he looked aw
Gabriel smiled. "Mr. Sumner, what brings you here unexpectedly?""I'm here to check on your upcoming work plans," Damon replied.Gabriel was momentarily taken aback. "Mr. Sumner, you don't need to come in person for something so minor next time. Just have Mr. Hogg give me a call, and I'll report to your office."Spencer looked down, pretending not to hear and wondering whether Gabriel was genuinely that oblivious.Damon had come personally to see Nyla. How could he be concerned about a researcher's work progress otherwise?Damon's expression darkened. "So, you plan to report here?""Of course not. Our office is over here. Let me take you there," Gabriel said, leading Damon toward his office.As Damon passed by Nyla, the air seemed to freeze with his icy demeanor.Nyla pursed her lips and turned her gaze away.Damon's footsteps halted. He turned coldly toward her. "Do you not want to see me, Ms. Jayston?"Not wanting to stir up trouble, Nyla shook her head. "No.""Then why do
Finally, Damon shifted his icy gaze from Nyla and turned to Gabriel. "Let's go."Gabriel nodded and led Damon toward the office, leaving Spencer behind.Once the two men had entered, Spencer turned to Nyla. "Ms. Jayston, don't take Mr. Sumner's words to heart. He actually—"Before he could finish, Nyla interrupted, "Mr. Hogg, I won't take it to heart. I'm just working at Prospectus Technology, not one of its employees. Besides, aside from any mistakes in my work, Mr. Sumner has no right to dictate how I should act."Spencer was at a loss for words and could only sigh in response.A few minutes later, Gabriel and Damon emerged from the office.Nyla ignored them completely and walked straight to her own office.Damon's expression darkened, but he remained silent.After Damon left, Gabriel returned to Nyla's desk. "Nyla, I'd like to talk to you."Without looking up, Nyla replied, "If it's about what just happened, there's no need to discuss it. I don't think I did anything wrong.
Nyla's voice was impatient, indicating she didn't want any contact with him.Damon's gaze dimmed. "I understand. I'm here for personal matters. I'm currently downstairs at your hotel."Nyla let out a sarcastic laugh. "If it's personal, then we have even less to discuss. I'm not coming down, so please leave."With that, she hung up.When Damon tried calling back, he found himself blocked, and his expression darkened. Since she wouldn't come down, he decided to find her himself.As he was about to get out of the car, his phone suddenly rang. When he saw it was Rebecca, his grip on the phone tightened.After a moment's hesitation, he answered.Moments later, Damon's black Maybach pulled away from the hotel.…By 8:00 p.m., Nyla was watching a drama when a photo message from Melody popped up on her phone.Nyla paused the video and opened the message. After seeing the photo, she involuntarily frowned.Melody: [Nyla, Mr. Sumner is outrageous. Just a few days after breaking up with
Damon's gaze hardened. "Nyla, I know I have no right to ask anything of you right now. In three months, I'll tell you everything.""There's no need. I'm not interested. I just hope you'll stop looking for me," Nyla said, then walked past him and left.…In the following days, Damon did not come looking for Nyla again, but gossip about him and Rebecca spread like wildfire throughout the company.At first, Melody would get upset, but seeing that Nyla genuinely didn't care, she stopped bringing it up in front of her.Nyla's life gradually returned to normal. Besides going to work, she spent her time having real estate agents show her apartments. Staying in a hotel long-term wasn't convenient.…After work on Friday, Nyla was about to leave when Gabriel stopped her."Nyla, have you been looking for a place recently?" he asked.It wasn't surprising that Gabriel knew. Nyla often browsed through listings from real estate agents during lunch breaks and used apps to search for places o
When Clark finally processed what Nyla had said, he scowled."You'll regret this!" he spat before storming off.Nyla remained unfazed, calmly continuing to eat.Seeing that she showed no signs of distress, Gabriel lowered his eyes with a smile. "Looks like you're really over him."Nyla's tone was even. "He's just a scumbag. Not worth my time."Gabriel nodded, his expression serious. "Yeah, you'll find someone better."Nyla didn't reply.At this point, she felt that spending time on a relationship wasn't nearly as productive as focusing on her career.…After they finished eating, Gabriel drove Nyla back to her hotel before heading home.As soon as he walked in, he saw Wren sitting on the sofa with an angry expression.Surprised, he asked as he took off his shoes, "Mom, you're not going to the hospital tonight?""What happened at that blind date the other day? I heard you brought another woman with you," Wren questioned.Gabriel hummed in response."Who was she? Was it Nyl
"Gabriel sees you as a sister, so of course, he wouldn't say it directly," Wren said with a sneer."But the girl he was on a date with did. She said he brought another woman along, claiming she was his girlfriend. He's just returned to the country and doesn't know many people in Saintornia. If you weren't the one he brought, who else could it be?" she demanded.Nyla looked at Wren intently. "Wren, shouldn't you consider why you're pushing him to go on dates when he's just back and hasn't even settled into his job yet?"Wren laughed coldly, her tone sharp. "Gabriel isn't like you, already married once and willing to settle for any divorced man. I have to be concerned about his future. If you have nothing to do, you should stay away from him and not ruin his relationships!"Nyla's gaze turned icy.Just as she was about to respond, the chair next to her was abruptly pulled out. She turned instinctively and saw Damon sitting down beside her.He wore a smile, but his eyes were devoid
"I thought you were planning to never speak to me again," Damon said, gripping Nyla's chin and forcing her to look at him.Nyla slapped his hand away, her voice icy. "Mr. Sumner, there's nothing to discuss between us. What you're doing now is sexual harassment. If you don't want me to call the police, let me go right— Mmph!"Before she could finish, Damon kissed her.Nyla froze for a moment, then bit him hard, the taste of blood filling her mouth.Damon let her go, his expression darkening. "Are you part dog?"Seeing his lower lip bleeding, Nyla sneered. "If you dare lay a hand on me again, this will just be the beginning."Damon wiped the blood from his mouth and raised an eyebrow. "You just accused me of sexual harassment. I thought I should live up to the charge. Otherwise, what's the point?""Can you let me go now?" Nyla asked."I will, as long as you promise to stay away from Gabriel," Damon replied.Nyla nodded. "Fine. I'll agree as long as you keep your distance from Re
After a brief moment of anger, Gabriel regained his composure, his gaze turning cold. "Damon, Mr. Westcott assured me he wouldn't partner with Prospectus Technology. Otherwise, he wouldn't have signed this contract with me. Stop lying."Damon remained unfazed and spoke calmly. "Believe me or not, it makes no difference to me."With that, he turned and continued into Tim's office with Spencer following close behind.Gabriel stared at Damon's retreating back and instructed his secretary, "We're going back inside. I need to see for myself whether Damon or Tim is lying to me."Trailing Damon, Gabriel stormed into Tim's office.Seeing both men enter together, Tim raised an eyebrow in mild surprise. "Mr. Sumner, Mr. Hackett, what brings the two of you here together? Is there an issue with your contract as well, Mr. Hackett?"The subtle emphasis on "as well" struck Gabriel like a ton of bricks. His expression darkened."Mr. Westcott, you assured me at the restaurant that you wouldn't c
"Mr. Westcott, I'll return the money to him right away," Crystal said quickly.Tim waved dismissively. "No need. Tomorrow, go to the finance department and collect 8,000,000 dollars. After that, you don't need to come to the company."Crystal's face turned pale. She knew all too well that this sum of money was a breakup fee."Mr. Westcott, I truly realize my mistake. Please, give me another chance..." she pleaded, reaching out to grab his sleeve.The moment she saw the cold look in his eyes, her hand froze mid-air, and she dared not move any closer.Tim stood tall, looking down at her with an icy expression. He spoke slowly. "You should be grateful to Mr. Hackett. If he'd only given you a few hundred thousand, that's all you'd be getting from me as well. But 15,000,000 dollars in total for three years? I'd say that's more than enough."He added, his tone final, "I don't want to make this uglier than it has to be. Let's part on good terms."Crystal's face went ashen. She wanted t
"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