"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
Damon's expression darkened as he immediately stood up, instructing coldly, "Keep watching them and have the driver bring the car downstairs."He had an ominous feeling, and his instincts were usually spot-on.…At the restaurant, Nyla was direct. "Mr. Davey, you said you'd only hand over the evidence if we met in person. Can you give it to me now?"Ryan nodded. "Of course."He pulled a file from his bag and handed it to Nyla, his expression solemn. "Ms. Jayston, I hope you can use this evidence wisely and secure justice for my father."If Nyla hadn't suspected that Ryan had ulterior motives, she might have been deceived. He was playing the role of a helpless man seeking justice for his father perfectly—his eyes red and full of frustration."Alright. If the evidence is useful, I will give it to my lawyer as soon as possible," Nyla replied.As she flipped through the file, her face turned pale, and her hands trembled."Are you sure this evidence is real?" she asked."I swear o
Damon clenched his jaw, and anger flared in his eyes. "You were the one who started this. When it ends is up to me."Nyla looked at him coldly. "Damon, don't you think you're being unreasonable? If you really cared about me, you wouldn't have reconciled with Rebecca. Now you're coming back to bother me. Do you want me to be your mistress?"Damon's gaze was icy. "I said I'd need three months.""I've also said that I'm not willing. If you truly feel even a shred of guilt, then stop bothering me," Nyla retorted.She grabbed her bag and turned to leave.Only after she got into the car did her emotions settle.…Back at the restaurant, Damon sat stiffly, his presence radiating coldness.Suddenly, his phone rang.As soon as he answered, a panicked voice came through. "Mr. Damon, you need to come back to the Sumner residence immediately!"…By the time Damon arrived at the residence, over an hour had passed.Walking into the living room, he saw Clark sprawled on the floor—his hair
"For how long?" Nyla asked.Seeing the worry in her eyes, Damon stroked her head, answering in a slightly hoarse voice, "Don't worry. With you and Buddy here, I won't do anything foolish. I promise."Nyla bit her lip, her concern evident."I promise," Damon said again, his tone firm. "If I left you and Buddy behind, I'd be the most selfish person alive. Trust me, okay?"Looking into his serious gaze, Nyla hesitated before finally nodding. "Alright. I'll be in the living room. If you get hungry, just let me know.""Okay. But don't wait up for me. I might sleep in the study tonight. Get some rest," Damon replied."Alright," Nyla conceded.Damon turned and walked toward the study, his steps heavy.Nyla's worry deepened as she watched his retreating figure. She was genuinely afraid that he might not be able to cope.For now, all she could do was trust him. Prospectus Technology's abrupt collapse was something he needed time to process and accept.After Damon disappeared around th
Nyla looked up and saw the deep sadness in Damon's eyes, which caused a sharp pang in her chest.She reached out and hugged him, whispering, "Yes, as long as the three of us are together, we'll be okay."The two held each other in silence, as if time had frozen in that moment.After a while, a knock came at the door.Damon released Nyla and called out, "Come in."Spencer entered and reported, "Mr. Sumner, the employees' salaries and severance pay have been disbursed. They'll pack their things and leave by tonight. The shareholders have also taken their shares and left."As he spoke, his eyes reddened. He had never imagined the company he'd worked at for so many years would one day face bankruptcy.If it weren't for Henry leaking so much confidential data, Prospectus Technology wouldn't have ended up like this.Damon, looking weary, pinched the bridge of his nose. "Got it. You should also collect your pay and severance and then leave."The company was bankrupt, and he no longer
With that, Gabriel hung up.Prospectus Technology was struggling in vain.Soon, it would announce its bankruptcy, and Damon would revert to an average Joe. By then, Gabriel could do anything he wanted to him.…News of Prospectus Technology's imminent bankruptcy began circulating internally.At first, few believed it. But as rumors spread and the tension became palpable, employees and business partners grew uneasy.Prospectus Technology's partners began calling Damon, desperate for confirmation. But no matter how many times they tried, their calls went unanswered, leaving them increasingly convinced the rumors were true.Soon, partners began terminating contracts with Prospectus Technology.By the third day, most of the company's business agreements had been canceled.Adding fuel to the fire, the police reported that Henry had committed suicide while in custody.His death didn't change the facts. Damon had already handed over the evidence of Henry's collusion with Nyce Tech,
Upon hearing those words, everyone's expressions turned grim, and the meeting room plunged into heavy silence.After a moment, Damon spoke. "For now, return to your departments and prepare comprehensive reports on your projects. I'll instruct the legal team to file a lawsuit against Nyce Tech for illegally stealing Prospectus Technology's proprietary data."However, litigation could take a long time, and Prospectus Technology might not survive that wait."If Nyce Tech decided to drag this out, both companies could end up in ruins, leaving room for others to reap the rewards.The room remained silent.Seeing no objections, Damon said firmly, "If there's nothing else, this meeting is adjourned."With that, he stood and walked out.Back in his office, it wasn’t long before Spencer knocked and entered. "Mr. Sumner, Nyce Tech just reached out. Gabriel wants to meet with you."Damon’s face darkened.After a moment, he replied, "Tell him to come to my office at 2:00 p.m."...At pr
Damon raised a hand to stop him, his voice low and hoarse. "Leave me for now."Spencer lingered for a moment before speaking again. "Mr. Sumner, the most critical thing right now is to contain Henry. If we don't, Prospectus Technology could genuinely collapse—""Notify the shareholders. We're holding a meeting at 10:00 a.m.," Damon interrupted."Understood," Spencer replied.Once alone, Damon walked to the office window. As he stared at the vast ocean in the distance, his face remained expressionless.Whenever he faced a problem in the past, this view often helped him clear his mind. He knew this might be one of the last times he could stand here, gazing at the sea.…At 10:00 a.m., Prospectus Technology's shareholders convened.Every shareholder was present—except Henry.Damon scanned the room, his gaze lingering on the visibly anxious faces of those seated.He spoke. "Prospectus Technology is facing potential bankruptcy. Prepare yourselves."His words landed like a thunder
As Nyla knocked and opened the office door, she found Damon engrossed in his documents.Hearing her familiar footsteps, Damon lifted his head. A smile softened his features as their eyes met."You're here," he said warmly.Nyla placed the packed breakfast on his desk and gently urged, "Take a break and eat something. No matter how busy you are, your health comes first."Damon didn't have much of an appetite, but he didn't want to worry her. Setting the document aside, he walked over to sit across from her.As she handed him the cutlery, Nyla noticed the dark circles under his eyes and the rough stubble on his jaw. Her heart ached at the sight."Eat first. When you're done, I'll help you shave," she offered with a tender smile.Damon nodded. "Alright."As he began eating the omelet, Nyla stood and headed toward the lounge. The moment she turned her back, her eyes welled up with tears.On the way to the office, she had received a call from Valarie, who had warned her there was a
The next morning, Spencer entered Damon's office with a grim expression, holding a document. "Mr. Sumner, you need to see this."Damon took the file and flipped through it, his face growing colder with every page."Mr. Sumner, we've found evidence of Mr. Wakeham having close contact with Gabriel, but there's no definitive proof that he leaked the Agihop 6th Gen data," Spencer reported.Damon's tone was flat but decisive. "It's him."Only someone from the management team could have accessed and leaked the Agihop 6th Gen data to Gabriel.Damon had initially dismissed the possibility of betrayal at the management level, assuming they wouldn't jeopardize their own interests. Now, it was clear the incentives Gabriel offered had been too tempting to resist."What's the next step? Should we involve the police?" Spencer asked.Henry Wakeham was a key shareholder, holding 10% of Prospectus Technology's shares. Over the years, he'd appeared loyal to the company, making this revelation all
"Well then, I'll wish you success, Mr. Sumner. I've got other guests to attend to, so I'll excuse myself," Gabriel said, turning and walking away.Damon's gaze followed his retreating figure, his expression icy as he downed the rest of his drink in one gulp.Damon was certain that Gabriel's smug grin wouldn't last much longer.Setting his glass down, Damon left the event, only to run into Tom at the entrance.Tom's smile carried a trace of mockery. "Mr. Sumner, long time no see. I hear Prospectus Technology's chips have been causing you quite a headache lately. Shouldn't you be busy dealing with that instead of attending parties?"Five years ago, Tom had approached Damon with a proposal for a business partnership. Damon hadn't even spared him a glance.Now, Tom was savoring the opportunity to watch Prospectus Technology falter.Damon's face remained impassive. "It seems Prospectus Technology's business troubles are something you've been monitoring closely, Mr. Genge."While you
To Nyla, being with Gabriel felt just as wrong as any taboo.Gabriel's smile turned cold. "Nyla, once Damon's company collapses, you'll come back to me."Nyla met his gaze, her words deliberate. "First of all, I was never with you, so there's no 'coming back.' Second, if being forced to be with you is my only option, I'd rather die."With each word, Gabriel's face darkened. By the end of her speech, the veins in his forehead bulged, and his clenched fists trembled with restraint."You hate me that much?" he asked."Yes," Nyla confirmed.His past harassment and ongoing persistence filled her with nothing but disgust.If Gabriel truly cared for her, he wouldn't pressure her like this—forcing her to be with him against her will.Gabriel remained silent, but the shadow in his eyes deepened.Whether Nyla hated or ignored him, he vowed he would do whatever it took to have her by his side.Soon after, Mason emerged.Without a glance at Gabriel, Nyla took Mason's hand and left.Gab