If Damon hadn't fallen for Nyla, he would have remained with Rebecca for the following three months. With Nyla refusing to wait any longer, he didn't want to delay her either."I was wrong to promise you I'd be with you for the next three months as your boyfriend. If you have any other conditions, let me know. I'll do my best to meet them," Damon said."What else can you offer me besides money and a place to live? Not to mention, we used to be together, and I risked my life to save you. All I asked for was your company for three months. Is that really too much to ask?" Rebecca pressed.Damon fell silent for a few seconds.Under Rebecca's disbelieving gaze, he finally nodded. "Yes. Rebecca, I'll never forget what you did for me, but I can't repay it with feelings. I'm sorry."Continuing to be with Rebecca would only hurt Nyla more and drive her further away. Damon couldn't imagine life without Nyla.Rebecca smiled self-deprecatingly, tears streaming down her face. "Damon, I really
"Didn't I tell you to think about it? Don't even think about leaving until you do," Damon replied.Clark's anger flared again as he clenched his fists on the desk. "I don't get it! I haven't done anything lately!"Damon sneered. "Are you sure about that?"Under Damon's cold gaze, Clark froze, a flicker of guilt surfacing in his heart."Looks like you've figured it out now?" Damon asked.Clark's fists tightened further.After a long moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, I'm behind the trending topic this morning. But what's the problem? Didn't you just get back together with Rebecca? And isn't Nyla getting involved?"Clark was nearly overwhelmed by jealousy and frustration, thinking about how Nyla had gotten involved with Damon right after their divorce."Do you have the right to interfere in our matters?" Damon demanded.Clark's face darkened, his chest heaving and his breathing growing heavy.At that moment, he clearly didn't have the right. Yet, he couldn't stand the
"Part of it is because of that, but the main reason is that I have something more important to do," Nyla replied.Melody sounded a bit disappointed. "I don't know if the new research scientist will be easy to get along with..."Nyla smiled and gently reassured her, "No matter how the new person is, just focus on doing a good job yourself.""That's all we can do," Melody remarked.…In the afternoon, Nyla went to Prospectus Technology to pack up her things.The new drug researcher hadn't arrived yet, so Melody was taking a break from experiments and reading literature in the office.Just as Nyla was about to leave, Melody hugged her tightly. "Nyla, even if you've resigned, we have to keep in touch!"Seeing Melody's reluctance, Nyla nodded. "Okay. I probably won't be able to help you with pursuing Gabriel, but good luck.""Alright," Melody replied.After saying goodbye to Melody, Nyla was about to leave when the office door was suddenly pushed open.They both looked up to see
Spencer stepped aside and called Damon, briefly explaining the situation before ending the call."Mr. Sumner has agreed to call the police," he informed after hanging up.The police arrived promptly.As Nyla and Melody gave their statements, Gabriel walked into the office. Upon seeing the police, his eyes widened, but he quickly masked his surprise."Nyla, Melody, what's going on?" he asked.Spencer stepped forward and said, "Mr. Hackett, the experimental data from Ms. Jayston's project has been leaked. Have you noticed anyone suspicious entering or leaving the lab recently?"Gabriel thought for a moment and shook his head. "No. It's usually just the three of us in the lab."Spencer nodded. "Alright. You'll need to provide a statement as well."After they finished their statements, two hours had passed. They were instructed not to return to the lab and to wait at home for the investigation results, remaining available for further police questioning.As they left Prospectus Tec
Nyla walked to the door and looked through the peephole, surprised to see Gabriel. They had just parted ways not long ago—why was he back?As Nyla hesitated whether to open the door, Gabriel's deep voice came from outside. "Nyla, after I got home, I suddenly remembered a detail that might be related to the data leak."Nyla's expression tensed. She opened the door slightly and asked, "What detail?"Gabriel's gaze hardened as Nyla had only cracked the door open and hadn't invited him in."Once, when Melody and I were having dinner, she received a call midway through and then mentioned she had left something in the lab and rushed off. I thought, with work the next day, what could be so urgent that she needed to go back that night?" Gabriel suggested.A flicker of realization crossed Nyla's face. "If she went back to copy the data and give it to Contelligence, she probably wouldn't have told you she was going to the lab. She'd likely have used some other excuse."Gabriel looked down,
Gabriel offered a slight smile. "Mr. Sumner, haven't you heard the saying that an older brother is like a father? Nyla is quite innocent, so as her older brother, it's natural for me to look after her."Gabriel and Damon locked eyes, and the atmosphere between them grew icy. They each understood the other's unspoken message.Damon didn't believe that a stepbrother would treat his stepsister as well as a real sibling. Furthermore, his investigation had shown that their relationship was poor.Upon recalling the auction where Gabriel had deliberately competed with him for The Lone Tear, Damon's expression darkened."In that case, I should consider you a brother as well," Damon suggested.Gabriel sneered. "I've never seen anyone as shameless as you."Nyla frowned at Damon. "Mr. Sumner, what exactly do you want to say? If you're finished, you can leave."After a moment of silence, Damon realized it wasn't the best time to continue the discussion. He said quietly, "We'll talk about th
Not long after Nyla's car hit the road, she sensed something was amiss. She deliberately changed directions several times, but the black car continued to follow her.She frowned in concern. It was clear that the unmarked car was tailing her.After a moment of consideration, she decided to turn around and head in the opposite direction from her home.…About ten minutes later, Nyla parked her car in front of the police station.The car following her finally realized something was wrong and tried to leave, but the police quickly stopped it.Officers swiftly detained the occupant of the car.Only after confirming her safety did Nyla get out of her vehicle."Ms. Jayston, please come with us to make a statement," an officer requested.Nyla nodded and glanced at the person being led into the police station. He appeared to be in his early 20s, with a square face and plain features—one of those faces that blended into a crowd.Nyla was certain she had never seen him before.The man
"Fine," Valarie conceded.As Nyla sat across from Valarie, the latter hesitated after taking a careful spoonful of oatmeal and asked, "Nyla... I didn't make too much of a scene last night after getting drunk, did I?"She vaguely remembered crying on Nyla's shoulder and being quite loud about it. It was so embarrassing...Nyla raised an eyebrow. "Now you're worried about being embarrassed?"Valarie could only look down in silence. If she had known she would be so out of control while drunk, she would have avoided alcohol altogether and not even gone to the bar last night."Did something happen yesterday that made you drink so much?" Nyla asked.Valarie's gaze dimmed as she looked down and murmured, "I'd rather not talk about it."Nyla didn't press further and nodded. "If you don't want to talk about it, that's fine. Just finish your oatmeal. I'll take you to work after you shower."Valarie thought for a moment and declined, "No need. My company is in the opposite direction from
"That's more like it," Valarie chirped.Nyla couldn't help but say, "Valarie, stop bullying Brandon all the time."Brandon turned to her and sighed dramatically. "Aunt Nyla, since you mentioned it, I have to say something. You have no idea what I've been through these past six months, I— Ouch!"Before he could finish, Valarie pinched his waist. "What was that? Tell me, Brandon. Have you been unhappy these past six months?""N-No... I've been very happy..." Brandon winced."Have I bullied you then?" Valarie pressed."No..." Brandon murmured.Valarie huffed. "If not, then keep your mouth shut, or Nyla will really think I mistreat you." Brandon gave her a pitiful look, lowering his head like a scolded puppy.Before they married, Valarie had been gentle and beautiful in his eyes. But after marriage, he realized how wrong he had been.Gentle and beautiful? All an illusion.If he stayed out drinking and came home late, he'd have to choose between sleeping on the couch or outside.
Taking Mia to work was exhausting, but every time she smiled at Damon, it made everything worth it."She'll be fine. Didn't you just say she loves us both equally? She'll cry for a bit, but if you stop taking her to the office, she'll get used to being at home," Nyla reasoned.Seeing Nyla's determination, Damon finally relented. "Alright, we'll try it tomorrow. But if she cries too much, you'll have to take her to the office.""Deal!" Nyla said....After getting ready for work the next morning, Damon kissed Mia on the cheek and headed for the door.As soon as he changed his shoes at the entrance, she reached her little arms toward him, asking to be held. She had grown so accustomed to going to the office with him every day that it had become a reflex.Damon glanced at Nyla. "Nyla, maybe today we should—"Nyla interrupted, "Nope. You go to work. And if you're free for lunch, don't bother coming home. If you need to work late, no rush to come back either."Damon chuckled. "You'
"Brandon, from now on, I'm entrusting Valarie to you," Jonathan said. "She's been spoiled by us and can be a little willful at times. I hope you'll be patient with her in your marriage, and I wish you both a lifetime of happiness together."Brandon held Valarie's hand tightly, his expression solemn. "Dad, don't worry. I'll cherish her with all my heart."Jonathan nodded, stepping down from the stage. He discreetly wiped away his tears.After exchanging vows and rings, Valarie and Brandon sealed their love with a kiss, surrounded by cheers and applause.…On the way home from the wedding, Nyla glanced at Damon. "I saw Mr. Weir wipe his tears so many times today. When Bunny gets married, you'll definitely be just like him, sneaking off somewhere to cry."Damon's grip on the steering wheel tightened slightly, his gaze sharpening. "No one will ever be good enough for my daughter. If she never gets married, we'll take care of her for the rest of our lives."Nyla raised an eyebrow and
"Of course! When's the wedding?" Nyla asked.Valarie shook her head. "We haven't decided yet. He'll come to my house in a few days to discuss it with my parents."Nyla raised an eyebrow. "You're about to get really busy. Planning a wedding alone will take a lot of work.""Yeah, I'm already getting a headache just thinking about it," Valarie replied....For the next few months, Valarie was completely consumed by wedding preparations and work, barely having time to catch her breath.The wedding was set for August 8th, leaving them with less than six months to finalize everything.Valarie even traveled abroad several times to meet with designers and ensure her wedding dress was exactly what she wanted.Beyond the dress, she and Brandon spent hours discussing every detail—from the venue to the wedding favors and bouquet choices....After months of nonstop planning, the big day finally arrived.Valarie was already up, getting her hair and makeup done at 2:00 a.m.By the time N
Valarie looked up and saw the approaching glow.When the figure finally stopped in front of her, she realized it was Brandon.Frowning, she asked, "Where did you go? I waited so long for you. And what are you hiding behind your back?"Brandon flipped his phone face-down on the table, revealing the flowers he had hidden. Then he dropped to one knee."Valarie, I had planned a perfect proposal for you, but when you asked earlier about the meaning of wearing a wedding dress, I knew I couldn't wait any longer."Before I met you, my life revolved solely around work. I never paused for anyone—I never cared whether the sun was rising or setting, or if the moon was full or waning. But everything changed after I met you."I began cherishing the thought of greeting you every morning, sharing meals with you, and standing by your side for life."Valarie, I want every morning to begin with us waking up together, and every night to end with us holding each other as we fall asleep."Finally, B
Of course, every time they visited Valarie's home, Phoebe would subtly—or sometimes not so subtly—hint that they should get married.Brandon had always assumed Valarie wasn't interested in marriage since she never responded to those hints. He hadn't considered proposing.But today, seeing her so excited about picking out baby clothes made him start to imagine a future with her—building a family, raising a child.That thought filled his heart with warmth.After more than three hours of shopping, they finally left the mall, their arms full of bags.Once they loaded everything into the car, Valarie turned to Brandon. "I'm starving. Let's grab something to eat."Brandon nodded. "Sure. What are you in the mood for?""I'm not picky. Is there anything good around here? I don't feel like going too far," she replied.Brandon paused, then said, "There's a place with ethnic cuisine nearby. I went there once for a business meeting—it was pretty authentic. Want to give it a try?""Sounds g
Nyla was silent for a moment before nodding. "Alright. If you ever need Damon to help figure out Brandon's thoughts, just let me know.""I will. Don't worry about us, though. You just gave birth. Your main priority should be resting," Valarie said."Okay," Nyla replied.Valarie lingered in the bedroom for a while, but when she saw Nyla looking tired, she stood up and left.Downstairs, only Brandon was in the living room.Valarie walked over to him and asked, "Where's Damon?""He had something to take care of for work, so he went to the study. How's Aunt Nyla?" Brandon asked."She seems to be doing well, and the baby is adorable. Oh, right, I forgot to ask what the baby's name is. I only know her nickname is Bunny," Valarie said.Just thinking about Mia Sumner's cute little face made Valarie smile. She was already looking forward to the day the baby would call her godmother.A flicker of something crossed Brandon's eyes. "You really like kids, huh?""Of course! I've said befor
Once they were in the car, Nyla suddenly recalled Damon's phone call earlier. "By the way, what did Alexander want?"After a brief pause, Damon glanced at her. "He said Ms. Kinsey left you an inheritance and asked when we'd be able to go to Meristate to take care of it."Nyla pressed her lips together before replying, "Call him later and tell him to donate it or keep it for himself. I don't want it.""Alright," Damon replied.When they arrived home, Damon helped Nyla settle onto the couch, placing a pillow behind her back for support. Then, he said seriously, "Nyla, you've been through enough. Let's not have any more kids after this."During her first pregnancy with Mason, Damon hadn't been around, so he hadn't realized how difficult it was for her.Now, experiencing this pregnancy with her, every checkup and blood draw made his heart ache.Once Nyla gave birth, he planned to get a vasectomy. Two kids were enough for them.Nyla shot him a look. "This wasn't exactly planned, was
More than half an hour later, Nyla finally stirred from her nap.When she opened her eyes, she found Damon sitting by her bed, watching her. She froze for a moment, caught off guard.Rubbing her eyes, she realized he was still there and confirmed she wasn't dreaming.She slowly sat up, her voice still heavy with sleep. "Why are you here? Shouldn't you be in your study working?""I missed you, so I came to see you," Damon replied.Nyla narrowed her eyes. "You definitely have something to say if you're here all of a sudden."Damon chuckled, a little helpless. "I guess I can't fool you.""Of course not. I know you too well. Ever since I got pregnant, you've never come to see me like this in the afternoon," Nyla said."Alright. Go freshen up first, and I'll wait for you downstairs," Damon suggested."Okay," Nyla replied.After washing up, she went downstairs and sat beside Damon. "Alright, tell me. What's going on? You're acting all mysterious."Damon hesitated for a moment befo