Melody stood frozen for a moment, stunned by Nyla's questions.After a long pause, she finally spoke. "Does it really matter? As long as you know I did it, isn't that enough?""Of course it matters. When the police come, they'll ask for these details too. If your answers don't match Contelligence's, it will be clear someone else is behind this," Nyla replied.If Contelligence had been interested in Prospectus Technology's research data from the start, they wouldn't have made it public. They'd know it would lead to a lawsuit. The fact that they released it meant they never intended to keep it. Their goal was simply to target Prospectus Technology.More importantly, Nyla had checked the security footage after growing suspicious of Melody. Melody had been delivering meals to her from the cafeteria every day, and the surveillance had never cut out. There had been no opportunity for her to drug Nyla's food or drink.Melody bit her lip and took a deep breath. "Then I'll answer those q
Seeing Nyla's sadness, Damon wanted to pull her into his arms. However, as soon as he touched her, she stepped back.A flicker of disappointment crossed his eyes as he noticed how she deliberately kept her distance."You should head home for now. I've asked Spencer to investigate, and I'll let you know when we have results," he said."Alright," Nyla answered.She walked out of Prospectus Technology and saw Gabriel standing by her car, clearly waiting for her. She quickly approached, her attitude as cold as ever. "Do you need something?""Nyla, have you figured it out?" Gabriel asked.Nyla looked up at him. "Figured out what?""Nothing," he replied.His gentle facade only made Nyla feel more disgusted. He clearly despised her, yet continued to put on this act. She almost pitied him for how hard he tried."If there's nothing else, I'm leaving," she said.Gabriel nodded. "Alright."As Nyla's car disappeared from sight, Gabriel finally looked away, got into his vehicle, and head
Nyla lowered her gaze to the soup bubbling in the pot and fell silent.The kitchen was quiet, save for the sound of Damon chopping vegetables and the faint hum of the range hood.When Damon finished slicing the potatoes, Nyla glanced at him. "You can go sit in the living room. I'll handle the rest."Their relationship wasn't the kind where they should be cooking together. Nyla was already starting to regret not turning him away at the door.Damon stared at her for a few seconds before nodding. "Alright."Once he left the kitchen, Nyla breathed a sigh of relief. She poured the soup into a bowl, quickly washed the pot, and began stir-frying the potatoes.About ten minutes later, she brought the dishes out, surprised to find Damon asleep on the sofa. She instinctively softened her footsteps.After setting the table, Nyla hesitated to wake him. In the end, she decided to give him another 30 minutes. If he was still asleep by then, she'd wake him.Fortunately, Damon woke on his own
Nyla hummed in response. She was about to take out the trash, so she decided to walk Damon downstairs as well.Damon, wanting to spend more time with her, refrained from offering to take the trash for her.Nyla's apartment wasn't on a high floor, so despite Damon's intentions, there wasn't much time to linger.Once they reached the ground floor, Nyla threw the trash into the bin and turned to Damon. "Mr. Sumner, I won't see you off any further."Without waiting for a reply, she turned and walked away.Damon watched her retreating figure with a complex expression. He sensed that Nyla had truly let go of their past.He wasn't sure how long it would take for her to forgive him, but he believed that day would eventually come.…Back at her door, just as Nyla was about to unlock it, a sudden noise from the stairwell startled her.She turned to see Gabriel emerging from the hallway, his gaze fixed on her, eyes dark and unreadable.A wave of unease swept over Nyla as she instinctive
Damon stood protectively in front of Nyla, shielding her from Gabriel. All she could see was the back of his head, but the panic inside her began to fade slowly.Instinctively, she grasped the back of his suit jacket, her eyes filling with tears.Thank goodness he had returned. Otherwise, who knew what Gabriel might have done to her?Damon glared at Gabriel, his jaw clenched, exuding an icy, intimidating aura.Meanwhile, Gabriel had completely shed his usual gentle demeanor. He returned Damon's glare with nothing but hostility and contempt."Mr. Sumner, juggling getting back together with your ex while messing around with Nyla... The men in your family are all the same, aren't they?" Gabriel sneered."You're in no position to lecture me. Get lost," Damon shot back, his voice cold and cutting.Instead of responding, Gabriel turned his gaze to Nyla behind Damon. "Nyla, I won't give up that easily.""If you ever come near her again, I'll make sure you regret it!" Damon's voice was
Sensing that Nyla was about to refuse, Damon pressed further, "I'll drive you, or you can stay at my place. Your choice.""I'll call Valarie first," Nyla replied.She quickly dialed Valarie and briefly explained what had happened, asking if she could stay at her place for a few days.Valarie, furious, immediately offered to come pick her up.Just as Nyla was about to agree, Damon calmly took the phone from her hand. "It's too late for that. I'll take Nyla over. You don't need to come," he said firmly.There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line before Valarie's voice came through, much louder. "Damon, why are you at Nyla's place?!"Damon ignored her question. "Just send me the address, Ms. Weir. I'll take care of it."He hung up and handed the phone back to Nyla, his expression calm. "Go pack your things."Nyla pressed her lips together as if she wanted to say something. Seeing the calm determination in Damon's eyes, she took the phone and nodded before heading
Damon's jaw was clenched, and his hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly that they turned white.Nyla turned her head away, feeling a wave of bitterness welling up inside her.From the moment he chose Rebecca, any possibility between them had disappeared. So why was he acting like this now? Who was he trying to convince?He had saved her tonight, and she was genuinely grateful. She even felt a bit softened toward him. However, she knew deep down that the gap between them couldn't be bridged just by liking each other.She also didn't want to experience the heart-wrenching pain of watching someone she loved walk away with someone else again."Mr. Sumner, I appreciate your help, but it's really not necessary," Nyla said.They had broken up, and she didn't want to owe Damon any more than she already did.Damon abruptly braked and pulled the car over to the side of the road. He turned to face her, his gaze filled with restraint and frustration."Nyla, can you stop being so stub
Nyla responded to the message and transferred some money before putting her phone away and heading to the bathroom with her clothes.…Meanwhile, Damon received a call from Spencer on his way home."Mr. Sumner, a gossip account just posted a photo of Ms. Austen and Mr. Preston kissing at a restaurant, claiming she's cheating on you with him. The Internet is blowing up with people saying you've been played. Should we address it?" Spencer reported.Damon's expression remained icy. "Ignore it. Let them handle it themselves."He had already broken up with Rebecca. Whoever she was with now was none of his concern."Understood," Spencer replied.As soon as Damon hung up, his phone rang again.Seeing Rebecca's name on the screen, he hesitated but eventually answered. "I assume you've made up your mind about what you want?"There was a brief silence on the other end before Rebecca's voice, filled with a touch of desperation, came through. "Damon, I called to explain. The picture of me
Jane could make a promise like this to obtain shares in Prospectus Technology, but who could guarantee she wouldn't go back on her word in the future for her own benefit?Besides, Damon would never give her an opportunity to join Prospectus Technology.Her expression changed again, clearly unprepared for Damon's blunt refusal.Yet, if she kept the 10% shares of the Wilkie Group, she would gain nothing. Worse, Pedro might pressure her into giving them to Theo.Rather than let the shares go to waste, she'd rather sell them."Mr. Sumner, can we reconsider? Even if it's just 0.5% of your shares, I'd be willing to accept that," she negotiated.Damon remained unmoved. "Ms. Wilkie, please leave."Jane studied his resolute expression and finally understood—acquiring shares in Prospectus Technology was no longer an option.Taking a deep breath, she met his gaze directly. "Mr. Sumner, since you're unwilling to exchange shares, how about I sell you the 10% I own in the Wilkie Group?"Dam
Pedro scowled as he said coldly, "She's about to leave the country. What's the point of holding so many shares?"It's not that we're unwilling to give her money, but you all know the situation at the Wilkie Group. Even if we were to give her the money, it will have to wait until the company stabilizes."Jane sneered. "You make it sound so reasonable. If I handed over all my shares to Theo, I'd be lucky to see a penny from him. That's assuming he'd even bother to get my name right!"Pedro glared at her. "Are you really going to push me?""You're the one forcing me," Jane replied, her voice icy. "Even if the shares rot in my hands, I'll never give them to Theo!""Fine! You're a truly good granddaughter!" Pedro snapped, his voice brimming with fury.The meeting ended on a sour note, with everyone leaving in frustration.…Back at the villa, Ruth sat beside Jane. "Now that they couldn't get the shares, they'll surely come up with other ways to take them from you. Jane, don't let yo
Theo's expression darkened as he stepped forward, looking down at Jane. "Say that again!"Jane raised an eyebrow. "What? You can't take it? Want to make a move?""You!" Theo clenched his fists, and for a moment, he was tempted to strike Jane."Enough!" Pedro's sharp voice echoed. "Isn't this enough chaos? Keep quiet, both of you!"Theo's expression changed, and he took a deep breath, saying nothing more.Jane knew she was no longer in line to inherit the Wilkie Group. She had become a mere pawn, no longer of any use to Pedro, so there was no need to pay her much attention.She glanced at Pedro, her voice flat. "Grandpa, you called me here today just to talk about Gabriel being arrested?"Pedro frowned. "Gabriel's arrest will damage the Wilkies' reputation. Stay home for a while and finish your travel documents. I want you to leave the country."Jane sneered. "Got it."She knew she was now a discarded pawn in Pedro's eyes. Of course, he would want her to leave as soon as possib
If Falcon didn't make contact within a month, it would mean something had happened to them."Alright, I understand," Spencer replied.He turned and left the office, sighing once outside. He could only hope they couldn't reach Falcon because of some kind of accident, not something worse.Once the office door closed, Damon's gaze darkened.If he wasn't mistaken, Falcon had likely been found by the Nixons, though Damon wasn't sure whether they were alive or dead.The Nixons, the hidden power behind Drake, were far bigger and more mysterious than he had imagined.While he was lost in thought, his phone suddenly rang.Upon seeing that it was Gabriel, his expression immediately turned cold.As soon as he answered, Gabriel's furious voice came through. "Damon, are you really going to drive me to the brink?"The legal team from Prospectus Technology had filed a lawsuit against Nyce Tech for illegally stealing trade secrets and submitted evidence of other criminal activities to the cou
"It's going alright. We're slowly getting back on track, but I'm still worried. I don't know if this is the right call," Damon answered.Using the money in Mason's account might save Prospectus Technology, or it could drag him further into trouble.Nyla looked at him, her voice soft. "Right or wrong, it's the only option right now. We'll just have to take it one step at a time. It won't be any harder than it is now."If Prospectus Technology went bankrupt, they didn't know how Gabriel would retaliate against their family. As long as the company remained intact, they would be safe."I'll protect you and Buddy, no matter what. No one will hurt you," Damon vowed.He had already decided that if things went south, he would find a way to get Nyla and Mason to safety.The oil was reaching temperature as they spoke.Nyla dropped the meatballs in. "Don't worry so much. We'll be fine. The three of us will be alright."Damon walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her with a hum.
Not long after Tom left, Gabriel's secretary rushed into the office, panic in his voice. "Mr. Hackett, I can't find where the money for Prospectus Technology came from. It's as if it just appeared out of nowhere. I—""Get out!" Gabriel's bloodshot eyes and contorted face radiated fury, making him look terrifying.The secretary froze, then quickly turned and left, shutting the door behind him.It was over.With Prospectus Technology saved, Gabriel had lost his leverage over Damon. And with it, Gabriel's chance of being with Nyla was gone too...."Mr. Sumner, with this new investment, the company will be back on track soon. I'll start reaching out to the employees who left. If any of them are willing to return, we can reinstate them right away," Spencer said with a smile in Damon's office."Got it. Go ahead and handle it," Damon replied."Understood!" Spencer chirped before exiting the room.Damon opened a file on his desk, but his thoughts kept wandering.He wasn't sure if us
Nyla went upstairs while Damon returned to his study.Instead of diving into his paperwork, he sat at his desk, wrestling with the dilemma of whether to use the money in Mason's account to save Prospectus Technology. Hours later, he made a decision....The next morning, Damon left for the office after breakfast.Meanwhile, Mason was heading upstairs to change when Nyla called him back. "Buddy, starting today, you don't need to go to school. You'll stay home with me for a while to study instead."Mason blinked in surprise. "Why?"Nyla stroked his hair, her tone gentle. "I'm not working right now, so I can help you practice writing at home. We'll do this for a while before you go back to school. Does that sound good?"School wasn't that important to Mason, so he nodded easily. "Okay."Relieved that he didn't press for more details, Nyla let out a soft sigh. Lying to kids could be exhausting.At the office…Damon had just stepped in when Spencer arrived, his expression grim.
Mason hadn't expected his master to say they'd meet in person soon."Of course. Have I ever lied to you?" the young man replied."No!" Mason chirped.After hanging up the phone, the thought of meeting his master lifted Mason's spirits. He jumped off the toilet, phone in hand, and walked out of the bathroom.Back in his room, a knock came at the door."Buddy, are you in there? Can you open the door? Daddy wants to talk to you," Damon said.Hearing Damon's gentle voice, Mason hesitated briefly but eventually opened the door."Daddy, if you're here to ask about my master like Mommy, I'm not going to tell you," he stated.Damon smiled, reaching out to pat Mason's head. "Don't worry. I'm not going to ask. You don't have to say anything if you don't want to. Mommy and I talked earlier, and she won't press you on it anymore either. She was just worried, that's all.""My master wouldn't hurt me!" Mason defended."I know, Buddy. Mommy's just concerned about you. She already feels bad
Nyla had wanted to discuss things properly with Mason, to make him open up slowly and tell her the truth.Now, she felt the urgency to figure out how that money had come about as soon as possible.She rarely spoke so sternly to Mason, so he was startled and dropped the block on the floor.Mason's eyes were red, but he stared at Nyla defiantly, refusing to speak.Nyla pressed, "Buddy, who is this master of yours?"Why would they give Mason so much money out of the blue?"I won't say!" Mason responded firmly.Nyla's brow furrowed in anger as her patience wore thin. "If you don't tell me, I'll take away all your electronics starting today."Mason yelled, "I hate you, Mommy! You're not the loving mommy you used to be anymore!"After shouting, he spun on his heel and ran upstairs.Moments later, the slam of his door echoed through the villa.Hearing the commotion, Damon emerged from the study and walked into the living room. He saw Nyla standing there, visibly upset."What happe