Clark stood for a moment before leaving. On his way back, he couldn't resist calling Michael. "Michael, arrange a medical check-up for me."Michael's voice, filled with concern, came through the line. "Mr. Sumner, is something wrong? Are you feeling unwell?""Just do as I asked. Since when did you start asking so many questions?" Clark snapped, hanging up coldly.His mood was at an all-time low, wrestling with the possibility of infertility and the fear that it might be true.He pulled over to the side of the road, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself. The check-up would reveal the truth. There was no way he could be infertile.And surely, Jordyn wouldn't deceive him!Upon thinking of Jordyn, Clark's gaze hardened. He drove straight to her place.…"Clark, what brings you here? Have you eaten?" Jordyn's eyes lit up with delight as she quickly stepped aside to let him in.Clark entered the living room with a blank expression and sat on the sofa, his cold eyes fixed on
Clark briefly flipped through the reports, handed them back to Jordyn, and said indifferently, "Remember to keep these safe."Jordyn took the reports. After placing them back in the drawer, she turned to face Clark. "Clark, is something wrong today? You seem a bit off."Her unease grew as she wondered if he had discovered something.Clark squinted slightly and, after a few seconds, said, "It's nothing. I'm probably just tired from work.""Then lie down on the sofa, and I'll give you a massage," Jordyn offered."No need. I have work at the company. I just came to see you. Get some rest," Clark replied.Normally, Jordyn would have tried to persuade Clark to stay, but she had her own concerns and didn't push the issue today.Once she confirmed that Clark's car had left, she immediately called Rebecca. "Rebecca, did you say something to Clark?""What do you mean?" Rebecca asked.Jordyn sneered. "What do I mean? Clark suddenly showed up tonight asking to see my prenatal check-up re
On the way back, Jordyn felt an unsettling gnawing at the back of her mind, unable to shake her worries. She decided to have someone look into Clark.…Less than three days later, Clark's test results arrived. He was having lunch when he received a call from the doctor."Mr. Sumner, your test results are in. If you have time, you should come in," the doctor informed him.Clark's heart sank due to the serious tone in the doctor's voice. "Is there a problem with the results?""Yes, it's difficult to explain over the phone. It's better if you come in," the doctor replied.…Within half an hour, Clark arrived at the hospital.When the doctor saw him, he sighed and handed over the test report. "Mr. Sumner... according to the results, you have azoospermia."Clark took the report in disbelief. As he scanned the page, it felt like the world was spinning, and he could barely stand.Azoospermia? How could this be?It was absurd!Taking a deep breath to steady himself, Clark looked at
After ending the call, Clark called Jordyn. "Where are you now?"Upon hearing the suppressed anger in Clark's voice, Jordyn's anxiety spiked. She bit her lip and instinctively lied, "I'm out shopping... What's wrong?""Get home right now. I need to talk to you!" Clark snapped."Okay…" Jordyn replied.Quickly, she contacted the investigator she had hired to look into Clark, her voice filled with tension. "What did you find out?""I was just about to call you. Other than going to the hospital for a check-up, Clark hasn't done anything unusual," the investigator reported."What?!" Jordyn's face went pale. Given Clark's recent strange behavior, she immediately concluded that he must be onto her."I understand," she said before hanging up.Jordyn rushed to her bedroom, hastily gathering her jewelry, cards, and some clothes. She stuffed them into a suitcase and hurried out of the house.…On the way to Jordyn's place, Clark received a call from Michael."Mr. Sumner, the report fro
Michael turned his gaze forward at Jordyn's silence, his expression unreadable.They soon arrived at her building. As she entered the living room, she saw Clark sitting on the couch. His gaze was as icy as if he were staring at a corpse, sending a shiver down her spine."Clark..." Jordyn called out, stopping a few steps away, too afraid to move closer.Clark smiled, but it was cruel and terrifying.A chill gripped Jordyn's heart, and she instinctively stepped back. "Clark, I know I was wrong. Please, let me go... I did it because I love you so much..."Tears filled her eyes, her face contorted with fear. Clark's menacing demeanor made her feel like he could snap and strangle her at any moment."You love me so much?" Clark's smile twisted into something sinister.He glared at her, speaking slowly. "You love me so much that you deliberately swapped my and Nyla's test results, stirred up trouble to make us divorce, and now you want me to believe that this bastard in your womb is mi
Taking note of the chilling aura surrounding Clark, Michael couldn't help but shiver with fear and nodded. "Okay. I understand."After Michael left, Clark also drove away. Unwittingly, he found himself at the entrance of Nyla's apartment complex.Memories of their past together filled him with a mixture of regret, both sour and bitter. If he hadn't been tempted by Jordyn, if he had been more resolute, he and Nyla wouldn't have ended up like this.Suddenly, he spotted a familiar figure—Nyla, slowly heading toward the entrance of the complex while carrying two heavy bags.The weight of the bags forced her to stop and rest every few meters.As Clark hesitated about whether to get out of the car, one of Nyla's bags broke, spilling the fruits onto the ground.Taking a deep breath, Clark exited the car and walked swiftly toward Nyla.Nyla was picking up the fallen apples when she saw Clark approaching. She immediately frowned, and her gaze grew guarded."What are you doing here?" she
Not long after Nyla entered the grocery store, she noticed someone following her closely. Turning around, she saw Clark standing not far away, his gaze intense and unreadable.She didn't want to engage with him, so she quickly finished shopping, paid, and left the store. Clark followed her the entire way but didn't make any overt moves, leaving her with no grounds to call the police.Back at home, Nyla decided to stay indoors as much as possible and order groceries online for delivery instead. She felt uneasy about Clark's unpredictable behavior and didn't want to risk any potential confrontation.Although she considered asking Damon for help, thinking he might drive Clark away, she didn't want to get further entangled with the Sumners.After staring at her phone's dial screen for a long moment, she eventually put the phone down.…Clark continued to linger around Nyla's apartment building for over two weeks. His constant absence from the company began to frustrate the sharehol
Seeing the shift in Clark's mood, Michael continued. "Mr. Sumner, if you confront your uncle now, you have no chance of winning. The only way to compete with him is to make the company so strong that you no longer need to fear Prospectus Technology.""You're right. I need to get back to work," Clark replied.His motivation was not only to win Nyla back but also to defeat Damon.Relieved that Clark had taken his advice, Michael added, "By the way, Jordyn has almost recovered and will be discharged tomorrow. What do you plan to do with her?"At the mention of Jordyn, Clark's eyes grew cold. "Have some people keep an eye on her. I want her to come here and kneel until Nyla forgives her. She should kneel every day until then. Also, monitor her family closely. If she refuses to come, take action against them."Although Jordyn was selfish, she was devoted to her family. Many of the gifts Clark had given her were sold to help her parents build a house and to provide for her younger broth
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