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
If Richard really let Clark return to the Sumner Group, who knew? It might just go bankrupt one day."You can go now. There's no need for you to come here anymore. Your affairs are no longer my concern, and I won't deal with you again," Richard said.Clark's eyes flashed with panic as he realized that Richard was truly disappointed in him. He quickly crawled forward and grabbed Richard's leg."Grandpa, I know I was wrong! Please forgive me this once. I promise I'll listen to everything you say from now on," he pleaded.Richard looked down at him, his gaze void of emotion. "I've given you too many chances, and you've never appreciated them. From now on, you're on your own. Whatever you do, you'll have to face the consequences yourself."With that, he turned and left.Clark tried to chase after him, but the service staff stopped him. "Please leave, Mr. Clark.""Get out of my way!" Clark's voice was commanding, but the service staff didn't budge.As Damon stood to leave, he passed
Jordyn hadn't expected Clark to hit her. Too stunned to react, she stumbled back several steps. If she hadn't grabbed onto the cabinet by the entrance, she would have fallen.Her face turned pale as she clutched her stomach, tears welling up in her eyes. "Clark... I'm pregnant... How could you hit me?"Clark sneered. "Why couldn't I? I warned you to take care of yourself and rest, but you stabbed me in the back the first chance you got. You're just a liability. We're getting the divorce papers tomorrow!"Shock flashed across Jordyn's face as she stared at Clark, taking a few moments to process his words."No! I don't agree to a divorce! I won't divorce you!" Jordyn cried.She had worked so hard to marry Clark, and she would rather die than leave him."You don't get a say in this! After the divorce, you can keep the baby or get rid of it. I don't care!" Clark shouted.Realizing he wasn't bluffing, Jordyn panicked. She grabbed his arm, sobbing. "Clark, you can't do this to me! If
Nyla's expression hardened. "We're already divorced. If you show up here again, I'll call the police again."Clark appeared hurt by her words, gazing at her sorrowfully. "I didn't know you hated me this much now..."Nyla turned her head away, unwilling to look at his seemingly affectionate face—it only made her feel sick.After gathering all the necessary information, the police took Clark to the station for questioning. He was eventually bailed out by Jordyn.As soon as Clark exited the police station, he began to walk away, but Jordyn quickly grabbed his arm. "Clark, I know I acted impulsively this time, but we already have a child. Even if you don't care for me, you should think about the child. Besides, if you divorce me now, people will assume you're guilty, and your reputation will suffer even more."Clark coldly shrugged her off. "I don't need your fake kindness. My reputation's already ruined—how much worse can it get? Staying with you will only drag me down further."Aft
Nyla didn't pay any attention to Clark as she walked right past him.Unexpectedly, Clark followed her to her car. "Nyla, if you just take the flowers and breakfast, I'll leave."Nyla frowned, barely holding back the urge to snap at him.Just as she was about to respond, an angry voice cut through the air. "Clark, stay away from Nyla!"Both Clark and Nyla turned to see Gabriel approaching.A flicker of surprise crossed Clark's face before he forced a smile. "Gabriel, what are you doing here?"Gabriel's expression was cold and unyielding. "You and Nyla are divorced. Stay away from her, or you'll have to deal with me!"Clark's smile faded slightly, and his tone chilled. "What happens between Nyla and me is none of your business. Don't forget, you're just her stepbrother. Don't think too highly of yourself!"Gabriel's face darkened immediately.Before he could reply, the sound of an engine starting broke the tense silence—Nyla had driven off without saying another word.The two m
"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