Damon's gaze instantly darkened, but he remained silent. Instead, he withdrew his arm from Rebecca's grasp and pulled out the chair closest to her. "Have a seat."Afterward, he avoided looking at Rebecca and sat in the chair beside her.Rebecca's smile faltered momentarily, but she quickly regained her composure and sat next to him as if nothing had happened.Most people probably didn't notice, but Nathaniel could sense Damon's indifference toward Rebecca.Their behavior suggested that they had not reconciled, yet if they hadn't, Damon likely wouldn't have brought her along like this.Pushing aside the strange feeling in his heart, Nathaniel smiled and said, "Alright, it's Rebecca's welcome-back party tonight. I'm glad everyone could make time to come."The room buzzed with conversation, with most attention focused on Rebecca.For a moment, she felt as if she were back when she was with Damon—being the center of attention.She was well aware that if Damon hadn't come with her t
Mockery flashed in Connor Bambra's eyes. "Why is it that you can dish it out, but you can't take it?"Erin stood up, sneering. "You think standing up for Rebecca will get you a partnership with Prospectus Technology? Idiot!"Although Connor had been thinking along those lines, being called out by Erin before everyone made his face darken with anger."I think you're just bitter because you can't get the man you want, and now you're lashing out at everyone," he taunted."You—" Erin was livid. She shot to her feet and said coldly, "You'll regret this!"With that, she spun around and stormed out of the room.Throughout the ordeal, Damon watched the scene unfold with an indifferent expression, not a hint of emotion on his face.The room quickly returned to its lively atmosphere, as if nothing had happened.Despite the apparent calm, Rebecca couldn't shake her unease.In the past, even if someone spoke ill of her behind her back, Damon would never have let it slide if he found out.
"Even if you were the one who ended things, he wronged you first! Are you just going to take it lying down?" Valarie looked at Nyla, her expression a mix of anger and sympathy."What else can I do? He doesn't like me anymore. Am I supposed to hold a knife to his throat and force him to change his mind?" Nyla's voice was calm as if discussing something unrelated to her life.Her naivety had led her to believe Damon genuinely liked her, that he wouldn't hurt her as Clark had done.Valarie glanced down at Nyla's hands, clenched so tightly that her knuckles had turned white. With a sigh, she said, "Let me go. I'm not going to cause a scene.""Really?" Nyla asked, unsure.Valarie nodded. "Yeah."People always kicked those who were down. Even if they confronted them now, the others would laugh at Nyla's expense.Nyla released Valarie and said softly, "Don't dwell on this. I've made peace with it."Sometimes, she still felt sad when she thought about him."Okay, let's not talk about
Nyla wasn't prepared for what happened next. Her lower back slammed against the edge of the marble sink, sending a sharp pain shooting through her body. Her face turned pale.Nathaniel quickly rushed over to support a swaying Rebecca, his expression anxious. "Rebecca, are you alright?"A bruise was already forming on Rebecca's forehead, but she managed a weak smile. "Nathaniel, I'm fine. Ms. Jayston didn't do it on purpose... Besides, I just got back, and Damon broke up with her. It's only natural for her to be angry with me..."Nathaniel's expression darkened as he glared at Nyla. "Rebecca and Damon were together before. They're just getting back together now. No matter how unhappy you are, there's nothing you can do about it. If I see you lay a hand on Rebecca again, I won't let you off easy!"Nyla had been caught off guard by Rebecca's little stunt, and her back still throbbed from when Nathaniel had shoved her into the sink.Already irritated, she couldn't help but sneer at hi
As Damon approached, Nyla frowned and instinctively stepped back, a wary look in her eyes. Was he planning to confront her because of Rebecca?When they were just a few steps apart, Nyla watched as he suddenly raised his hand toward her.Gritting her teeth, she warned, "Damon, if you dare lay a hand on me, I—"Before she could finish, Damon pulled her close and asked, "Are you hurt?"Nyla's eyes widened in surprise, but she quickly masked it with a cold reply, "No, let go of me!"Even if she was injured, it was none of his business.As she tried to push him away, he gently pressed a hand on her lower back where she had collided with the sink."Ow…" Nyla gasped in pain, glaring at Damon. "What are you doing? Let go—"Before she could finish, he scooped her up. Startled, she wrapped her arms around his neck, her face paling even more.Once the shock wore off, her anger flared. "Damon, what on earth are you doing? We've broken up! Put me down!"Damon's expression remained impass
"I don't want to choose either. Just stop the car now. I want to get out," Nyla said.Damon calmly resumed driving. "Since you don't want to choose, I'll do it for you."Nyla was so frustrated she almost laughed. She knew that no matter what she said, Damon wouldn't let her out of the car. Resigned, she turned her gaze coldly toward the window.In less than half an hour, they arrived at the hospital.Damon carried Nyla inside. Resisting was pointless, so she remained silent and expressionless.…After the examination, the doctor assured them there were no major issues and prescribed some medication for internal and external use.As they were leaving the hospital, Damon tried to carry Nyla again, but she stepped back to avoid him."Thanks for tonight, but I'll take a taxi home," she said coldly.With that, she picked up her medication and turned to leave the hospital.Damon followed her silently. As they approached his car, he stopped her and said, "I'll take you home."Nyla
Nyla pressed her lips together and called him. "I'm still out. There's no need to bring me anything next time."After a few seconds of silence on the other end, Gabriel's gentle voice came through. "Alright. It's already past 10:00 p.m. Do you need me to pick you up?"Because of what Wren had said, Nyla wasn't eager to have too much contact with Gabriel. She declined, "No, my friend is giving me a ride. If there's nothing else, that's it."She hung up, and Valarie looked at her with curiosity. "Who were you talking to?""My stepbrother," Nyla answered.Valarie's eyes widened in surprise. "He's back? When did that happen?"Since Valarie used to visit Nyla's home often, she had met Gabriel several times."Just a few days ago," Nyla replied."Oh, he seems to be quite concerned about you now. I remember when I used to visit you. He was pretty aloof," Valarie remarked."Yeah. By the way... I said I'd cover the bill tonight, but you ended up doing it. Send me the bill, and I'll reim
"Thanks, but there's no need. In the future, let's try to keep our interactions to a minimum. I don't want to be insulted anymore," Nyla requested coldly.She was about to walk past Gabriel when he stopped her."Nyla, I apologize on behalf of my mother for what she said. I've spoken to her, and she promises not to contact you again. Please don't be angry, okay?" Gabriel asked."If she truly believes she was wrong, then you wouldn't be the one showing up here tonight," Nyla replied.Gabriel frowned and asked softly, "If she came to apologize in person, would you forgive her?"Nyla's displeasure was evident. She didn't understand why Gabriel was so insistent that she forgive Wren.Wren was just her stepmother—their interactions had been minimal, and there was no need to force a reconciliation."I won't forget what she said to me, and I can't forgive her. If there's nothing else, don't come looking for me again," she said.Without giving Gabriel a chance to respond, Nyla opened th
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