"What exactly are you trying to do?" Jordyn demanded.Rebecca smiled with satisfaction. "Ms. Cheatham, don't be upset. I'm here to help you.""Help me?" Jordyn looked at Rebecca as if she had just heard a bad joke, her gaze tinged with sarcasm. "What exactly can you do to help me?""Help you become Mrs. Jordyn Sumner, of course," Rebecca replied."We're already married. Do you want to see the marriage certificate?" Jordyn shot back.Rebecca regarded her indifferently, her tone light and airy. "Aside from that piece of paper, what else do you have? As far as I know, none of the Sumners, including Clark, seem to take you seriously."Jordyn clenched her hands tightly, her expression falling."Ms. Austen, perhaps you should focus on your issues. I've heard your family background isn't exactly impressive. Whether you can secure that piece of paper is another matter entirely!" Rebecca hissed.Rebecca's calm demeanor faltered slightly, her gaze growing colder. "It seems you're not int
"That's something to consider later, but whether you want to or not, you have to do it." Rebecca's tone was charged with threats and audacity.If Jordyn didn't follow her instructions, everything she had could be at risk.Seething with anger, Jordyn took a tense ten seconds before she coldly replied, "Fine, I'll do what you say. But if you fail, I'll ensure Damon knows what you're really like!"Jordyn was not fooled by Rebecca's innocent and fragile facade in front of Damon. If Damon knew how ruthless Rebecca was behind the scenes, would he still have feelings for her?Rebecca's face hardened momentarily before she smirked again. "Don't worry. As long as you follow my instructions, you'll get everything you want."…That evening, a video from a million-follower influencer quickly soared to the top of the trending list.In the video, Jordyn, with red eyes and tear-streaked cheeks, revealed that she was two months pregnant and pleaded with Nyla to let Clark go and stop bothering h
"Nyla, Jordyn is being completely shameless. She messed with your marriage and now she's cyberbullying you. The worst part is that people are still supporting her online. It's infuriating!" Melody huffed.Seeing Melody's furious expression, Nyla reached out and pinched her cheek. "It's not worth getting upset over. She'll regret it soon enough.""Aren't you going to clarify things?" Melody asked."Of course I will. Don't worry about me. Just get ready to leave work," Nyla replied.After Melody left, Nyla checked everything one more time to confirm there were no issues before locking up the lab and heading out.As she turned around, she saw Gabriel standing a short distance away, obviously waiting for her.Noticing that Nyla didn't seem inclined to speak with him, Gabriel took a few steps closer and asked, "Did you see what's happening online?"Nyla nodded. "Yes. What about it?""Do you need me to help you deal with it?" he offered."No. I can handle it myself," Nyla said.Gab
Nyla looked at her indifferently. "I don't have anything to talk to you about."Rebecca smiled bitterly. "I know you hate me. After all, I returned to the country and took Damon away from you.""Ms. Austen, you're overthinking it. I don't like you, but it's not to the point of hatred. If it's just your unrequited feelings, it wouldn't affect my relationship with Damon," Nyla replied.Ultimately, it was Damon who gave Rebecca the chance to interfere in their relationship.Rebecca's face turned a bit pale. "Ms. Jayston, you'll have a lifetime with Damon, but I only have three months. Can you let him be with me for these three months? After that, I promise I'll leave and won't bother you again."Nyla frowned. "What you're saying now doesn't matter. I've already broken up with him. Whether you're with him for three months or three years is no longer my concern."With that, she walked past Rebecca and left.Rebecca was about to stop her when her phone rang.Seeing it was Jordyn, she
This time, Nyla didn't hang up but chose to answer the call. "Hello."The voice on the other end trembled with agitation. "Ms. Jayston, you finally answered! My name is Ryan Davey. My father, Vincent Davey, was one of the workers who died in the Harris Pharmaceuticals accident six years ago."I saw the news about you sending Cyrus to prison. I want to meet with you. I have some evidence. Are you free now?"Nyla remembered the name Vincent Davey, but..."Are you really a victim's family member?" she asked."If you don't believe me, we can arrange to meet somewhere. Don't worry. I mean no harm. I just want to give you the evidence and hope you can help me seek justice for my father and the other victims," Ryan said.Nyla was silent for a few seconds before saying, "I'll give you an email address where you can send the evidence.""That won't work. I need to meet you in person to feel comfortable handing over the evidence." The caller's voice was filled with wariness, indicating a l
Damon's black Maybach pulled up next to Nyla's car, drawing their attention.Nyla frowned slightly, while Ryan looked at the car with a puzzled expression.A moment later, Damon stepped out and walked toward them.Ryan was startled. He had met Damon once before, back when he worked for Cyrus. Although he doubted Damon would remember him, he feared that all his previous efforts might be in vain and that his plans for his daughter's treatment abroad could unravel if Damon recognized him in front of Nyla.With this in mind, he quickly turned to Nyla and said in a low voice, "Ms. Jayston, let's stay in touch."Without waiting for her response, he swiftly turned and left.As Ryan hurried away, Damon frowned but chose not to follow. Instead, he stopped beside Nyla's car and asked, "Who was that man standing by your car?"He was certain he had seen that man somewhere before.Nyla replied coolly, "Just someone asking for directions."Damon didn't believe her. Who would come into an un
Damon's heart ached as he thought about Nyla's indifference toward him today.Guilt gnawed at him, accompanied by a nagging sense that he might lose Nyla for good if he didn't set clear boundaries with Rebecca soon.Pushing his turbulent thoughts aside, he picked up the internal line and instructed, "Find out who the man talking to Nyla in the parking lot this morning was."After reviewing the surveillance footage, Spencer quickly brought Ryan's information to Damon's office."Mr. Sumner, Ryan has had no prior interactions with Ms. Jayston, but his father was a victim in the Harris Pharmaceuticals incident," he reportedDamon skimmed through Ryan's details, his brows knitting together as he paused on Ryan's photo.Ryan had a distinctive appearance, marked by a mole at the left corner of his mouth—an easily recognizable feature for anyone who had seen him before.Damon was certain he had encountered him somewhere before, though he couldn't recall where.Setting the file aside, h
Clark's gaze was so intense it felt like it could burn a hole through Jordyn.Jordyn's hand trembled uncontrollably as she held the soup, nearly causing the bowl to fall to the floor. She was certain that if Clark weren't so badly injured, he would have gotten out of bed to strangle her and demand answers."C-Clark, I was just so scared… You used to love Nyla so much… I was afraid you might rekindle that old flame…" she stammered.Clark sneered. "So, you decided to spill everything online without my permission? You went ahead and made our marriage public?"His gaze, once tender, turned icy.A wave of unfairness swelled inside Jordyn. If he hadn't been photographed hugging Nyla, she might not have been threatened by Rebecca or insulted as a mistress online.The more she thought about it, the more wronged she felt.She looked at him with tearful eyes and said, "If you weren't still involved with Nyla and had answered my calls, none of this would have happened! Besides, is there so