Nyla nodded. "Yeah.""Your suitor must be quite wealthy. I remember that bracelet symbolizes a lifetime of love for only one person. He must really like you."A discreet flash of sarcasm crossed Nyla's eyes as she placed the bracelet back in its box. "Maybe."Seeing Nyla's lack of enthusiasm, Sasha felt a bit uneasy but didn't press further. Over time, she had learned that although Nyla appeared gentle and approachable, she was very private about certain matters. Besides, they weren’t close enough for such intimate discussions.As Nyla closed the jewelry box, Lucia happened to pass by. She caught a glimpse of the diamond bracelet inside and felt a surge of jealousy. After her previous experience at the bar, she decided not to confront Nyla and walked away.…In the evening, as Nyla exited the company, she saw Clark standing a short distance away. She paused and looked at him.Upon seeing her, Clark quickly approached. "Nyla, let's have dinner together tonight."Nyla lowered her
Nyla ensured she accounted for everything and reclaimed every penny.When they arrived at the restaurant, Nyla was surprised to find it empty except for them."You booked the whole place?" Nyka asked."Yes, I know you don't like crowded places," Clark replied."I'm used to it now. You don't have to go through so much trouble."Clark looked at Nyla sincerely. "Nyla, we missed out on a lot because I was so busy before. From now on, I'll make sure to give you all the special moments you deserve."His gaze was filled with the same love and tenderness as when they were first in love.Nyla's heart ached, and she turned away, holding back her tears.If he had said this before he cheated, she might have been moved, but it only felt bitter now. From the moment he cheated, there was no going back.Seeing Nyla's silence, Clark reached out to hold her hand, but she pulled away. Disappointment flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure."Nyla, we'll take it slow until the
The real estate agent was stunned when he heard Nyla's commission offer to sell a house. "Ms. Jayston, are you sure the house is in Karlinan?"He was puzzled. If Nyla had a property in Karlinan, why did she need the one-bedroom apartment he had found for her in the old neighborhood?"Yes," she replied. "I'll give you the address and the code. Bring potential buyers to see it, and I'll give you 3% of the sale price as commission."Nyla knew that real estate agents typically took 1-3% of a property's sale price as commission. Given that the fully renovated house in Karlinan could fetch around 1.1-1.2 million dollars, the agent stood to make a decent sum."Ms. Jayston, I have a question. If you already have a place, why did you choose to live in the old neighborhood instead of Karlinan?"Nyla didn’t want to complicate matters, so she replied flatly, "It's not mine. It belongs to a friend.""Oh, got it. Send me the address and code, and I'll take some photos to list the property tomo
When Nyla caught Clark cheating with Jordyn, it had such a profound impact on her that her mind had gone blank, and she had even forgotten to record video evidence.However, knowing Jordyn's persistence, she would definitely continue pursuing Clark. Once they rekindled their relationship, Nyla could obtain evidence to force Clark to agree to a divorce.Nyla and Clark had been together for eight years, and she didn't want to resort to plotting against him. But he refused to divide their assets and wouldn't agree to a divorce, so she felt she had no other choice.After Nyla explained her requirements to the private detective, their conversation ended. She opened her banking app and stared at the remaining balance of close to 1,000,000 dollars, lost in thought. She needed to find a way to make this money her personal asset.As she was contemplating, her phone suddenly rang. She was surprised to see it was Genevieve."Genevieve, what's up?""Nyla, Mr. Sumner, the CEO of Prospectus Te
As soon as Mabel heard that, her face paled further. Her mother had been in a car accident half a month ago, and the surgeries and hospitalization had already cost 7,000-8,000 dollars. Her savings were nearly depleted. If her father couldn't find a job soon, they wouldn't be able to afford the medical expenses next month.Lucia's father was an executive at a subsidiary of Prospectus Technology, so pleasing Lucia could easily secure her father a job. This was why Mabel was willing to be Lucia's lackey.Her hesitant gaze hardened as she looked at Lucia and said, "Okay, I'll do as you say."Lucia showed no surprise at this. She raised an eyebrow with a smile. "Good. As long as you handle this well, I'll have my dad arrange a job for your father tomorrow."After Mabel left, Lucia glanced toward the lab with a smirk.…Meanwhile, Nyla ground the drugs and sequentially added them into a beaker along with the solvent, using a glass rod to initiate dissolution. Once the reaction was near
"Mr. Sumner!"Genevieve stared in panic at Damon's back. If anything happened to him in the lab, her position as the head of the R&D department would be in jeopardy.Nyla quickly backed away, raising her hand to shield her face. Some of the liquid sprayed directly onto her hands, causing quick burns that left black scars, the pain almost making her cry out.Suddenly, a suit jacket covered her head, and her wrist was firmly grasped. Through the gap in the clothing, she saw the distinct knuckles of the hand holding hers, dry and warm against her skin.In a daze, before Nyla could react, the person had already pulled her to the nearby sink, turning on the faucet and rinsing the areas of her hands burned by the concentrated sulfuric acid.It wasn't until the water flowed over the back of her hands that she snapped back to reality, quickly pulling the suit jacket off her head and withdrawing her hands from Damon's grasp."Mr. Sumner... I can handle this myself..." She lowered her gaze
Genevieve paused, looking at Damon in disbelief. From her limited interactions with him, she knew he wasn't the type to go out of his way to help others. He certainly wouldn't personally escort an employee from a company he had invested into the hospital.Lucia knew Damon was Clark's uncle, but hearing him offer to take Nyla to the hospital sparked a wave of jealousy. She had seen Damon on TV, when he founded Prospectus Technology, and admired him greatly. Meeting him in person, she found him even more handsome than on screen and was instantly smitten.Moreover, while Damon and Clark were uncle and nephew, their positions in the business world differed vastly. If Lucia could be with Damon, she could easily overshadow Nyla in the future.Thinking this, she quickly said, "Nyla, I'll accompany you. It's inconvenient for you to go alone and handle registration and such."Nyla glanced at Lucia. Initially surprised by Lucia's sudden kindness, she understood when she noticed Lucia's linge
"Who said I'm not pursuing it?""How do you plan to pursue it?" Nyla looked at Damon, somewhat unsure. If he wanted money, she had just sold that house in Karlinan, so she should be able to afford it. She just hoped he wouldn't ask for too much.Her demeanor, in Damon's eyes, resembled that of a startled rabbit, evoking a sense of pity. He involuntarily frowned. "Do you always stare at men like that?"Nyla lowered her gaze. Weren't they talking about his injury? What did her gaze have to do with anything?Before she could come up with a response, Damon continued. "You said someone switched your reagents today? If someone really targeted you, I'll hold the mastermind responsible when Genevieve finds out the truth."As soon as he finished speaking, the elevator reached the first floor."Let's go. We need to treat the injuries first."With that, Damon walked out.Since he was going to the hospital for treatment as well, Nyla didn't dwell on it. Besides, it wasn't convenient to hai
"Grandpa, the hackers attacking our firewall are gone now. The firewall is fixed, and the company is operating normally again!" Theo exclaimed.Pedro remained calm. "I see. You can go back to work now."Theo was momentarily taken aback. "Grandpa, aren't you surprised?""I'm just tired. I'll head home now," Pedro replied.Seeing Pedro stand up to leave, Theo quickly stopped him. "Grandpa, since you're here, stay a bit longer. There are a few documents I don't quite understand. Could you help me out?"Pedro sat back down on the sofa upon noticing Theo's serious expression. "Bring them over."…An hour later, Pedro's face turned beet red with anger as he glared at Theo. "You're a complete failure! I regret handing the company to you. I might as well have given it to Jane!"Although Jane lacked boldness, at least she wouldn't make these rookie mistakes like Theo.Theo's face darkened. "Grandpa, how long has Jane been with the company, and how long have I been here? Isn't it normal
Pedro's expression changed slightly, and he instructed, "I'm on my way. Have the tech department fix it right away!"…By the time Pedro reached the company, more than an hour had passed.Theo sat in his office, fuming, demanding that the tech department resolve the issue within the next half hour.His secretary, visibly trembling, turned to leave but stopped to greet Pedro as he arrived. "Mr. Wilkie, you're here."Pedro nodded. "Get back to work."Once the secretary left, Pedro entered the office and shut the door behind him. "What's going on? It's just a firewall, and it still hasn't been fixed?"Theo's face remained furious. "Ugh, they're all useless—getting paid so much but can't do anything when it matters!"Pedro sat down on the sofa, his face hardening. "If it's not fixed in another half hour, I'll handle it myself."Theo sat across from him, scratching his head in frustration. "What can you do? I don't get it. The firewall was fine before, but now it's under attack out
Drake's smile deepened. "It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that I can help both you and the Wilkie Group.""I asked, why should I trust you?" Pedro repeated."I can invest 10,000,000 dollars into the Wilkie Group right now, no strings attached," Drake said, pulling out his phone and making a call. "Transfer 10,000,000 to the Wilkie Group immediately."Not even 20 seconds after ending the call, Pedro's phone rang."Grandpa, someone just transferred 10,000,000 dollars into the Wilkie Group's account!" Theo exclaimed.Pedro's expression shifted, his voice steady yet wary. "Do not touch that money. Wait for my instructions.""Understood," Theo replied.Hanging up the phone, Pedro glanced at Drake. "Come inside. We'll talk."Inside the study, Pedro closed the door and turned to face Drake. "I believe you're capable of helping me deal with Damon. But I need to know—why are you going after him? Otherwise, I can't trust you."If this man were a plant sent by Damon to trap hi
"You're saying... we should team up with other companies to go against Prospectus Technology?" Theo asked.He frowned as he looked at Pedro. "But Prospectus Technology helped the Wilkie Group before. If we turn around and attack them now, won't people think we're ungrateful?"Pedro let out a cold laugh. "I gave Damon a chance—he chose not to take it. If that's the case, I have no choice but to be ruthless. The Wilkie Group must reclaim that 10% stake!"The thought of that stake being in Damon's hands felt like a sword hanging over Pedro's head, keeping him awake night after night.Initially, he had offered to buy back the shares, but Damon had refused, driven by greed."But—" Theo began."No buts! Do you want the Wilkie Group to end up under the name 'Sumner'?" Pedro leered at Theo, his face contorted with fury.Theo quickly said, "Grandpa, of course, I don't want that. But the Wilkie Group has just stabilized. If we rush into alliances with other companies, it may create future
"Rain boots?" Damon guessed."No," Nyla replied curtly."Galoshes?" Damon tried again.Nyla didn't bother responding."Knee-high socks?" Damon ventured."No! They're torn socks! Didn't you see the little ripped parts I drew?" Nyla cried."I thought those were just wear and tear," Damon reasoned.For a moment, Nyla doubted her artistic ability. Was she really that bad at drawing?"Damon, be honest with me. Are my drawings really that abstract?" she asked.Damon hesitated, choosing his words carefully. "Not exactly. Some words are just harder to draw. Maybe try simpler ones next time."Mason, unbothered, chimed in, "Daddy, stop sugarcoating it. Her drawings are abstract."Damon glared at him. "Be quiet."Mason crossed his arms. "Fine. But I'm definitely not playing Pictionary with Mommy again!""Then I'll play with her!" Damon countered.Mason and Nyla were both speechless.Truthfully, Nyla didn't want to play this game anymore, either. She quickly said, "Alright, it's get
Damon let out a chuckle, his expression full of mockery. "A better life? Then where were you when the Jaystons went bankrupt? Why didn't you take her to Meristate to live this so-called better life then?"Let's not pretend—your real reason for coming back is obvious. No need to spout these hypocritical lies."The other end of the call fell silent.Alexander hadn't expected Damon to uncover his real reason for his arrival to Saintornia so quickly.After a long pause, he finally spoke. "Even if my motives aren't entirely pure, taking her and Buddy to Meristate would undeniably offer them a better life, wouldn't it?""A better life? Or a life of constant fear? I won't let her become a pawn in your family's power struggles. If you want to take her and Buddy, you'll have to go through me first," Damon gritted through his teeth."If she comes to Meristate with me, she'll have a strong chance of inheriting the Nixon fortune. Mr. Sumner, you haven't even asked Nyla how she feels—how do y
Nyla knew she wasn't some extraordinary beauty, and she had a child.Yet, as she thought about Drake's previous investigations into her and his ties to the Nixons, her brow furrowed. A fleeting thought crossed her mind, but it vanished before she could grasp it."Nyla, how about I ask Tom about this another day?" Valarie suggested.Although Nyla didn't want anything more to do with Tom, she couldn't bring herself to care when it came to Nyla."No need," Nyla replied. "Didn't you say Damon was the one who saved you yesterday? He might know. I'll ask him.""That works," Valarie said.Afterward, Nyla lost her appetite and barely ate before parting ways with Valarie and heading to Prospectus Technology.…When Spencer saw her, he looked visibly surprised. "Ms. Kinsey, what brings you here? Mr. Sumner is in a meeting right now, but you can wait for him in his office.""Alright." She nodded and entered Damon's office. She hadn't been seated long when he returned."Nyla, what are yo
Nyla looked at Theo with confusion. "Mr. Wilkie, we're not close, and I don't think I can help you with anything.""Ms. Kinsey, you're the only one who can help me." Theo gazed at her intently, speaking slowly. "Before Jane went abroad, she sold her 10% stake in the Wilkie Group to Mr. Sumner for a low price of 7,000,000 dollars."Now, I want to buy those shares back from him. Could you help me by talking to him? I'm willing to pay 30,000,000 dollars for the shares."His expression was earnest, but Nyla frowned. "I don't understand business matters, and I don't have the power to intervene. You should discuss this with Damon."Theo sighed deeply."My grandfather has already met with Mr. Sumner. He wants us to buy the shares back at market price, but the Wilkie Group nearly went bankrupt recently."We're just starting to recover and don't have that kind of money. That's why I'm asking you to help us plead with Mr. Sumner."If you're willing to help, Ms. Kinsey, I'm prepared to tra
Nyla turned on her heel and walked out.If Emerald had genuinely been unable to see her because of some life-threatening circumstances, Nyla could have understood.But judging by the photo, it was clear that Emerald had been living a good life.For Alexander to claim that Emerald "missed her" felt like a cruel joke. That supposed longing wasn't even worth the price of a plane ticket.Back in her car, Nyla sat quietly, forcing herself to calm down before starting the engine and driving away.Not long after she left, Alexander pulled out his phone and made a call.There was a note of helplessness in his voice as he spoke. "Aunt Emerald, Nyla seems very resistant to the idea of going to Meristate."A cold, distant female voice answered on the other end. "No matter what it takes, you must bring her back.""I understand," Alexander replied with a sigh. "But you've really given me quite the challenge this time.""I'm busy. Figure it out yourself," the voice snapped before promptly h