Clark stood frozen, like a statue."Mr. Sumner…" Michael called out."I'm going to find Nyla. I refuse to believe she's in danger!" Clark cried.He shoved Michael's phone back into his hands and turned toward the elevator.Michael quickly blocked his path. "Mr. Sumner, there's a very important international meeting later. You can't leave now."The meeting was crucial for a major company deal. If Clark skipped it, it would severely offend the other party.Clark's face went ashen, his hands clenching into fists at his sides. He hesitated for a moment, clearly torn.After a deep breath, he turned and headed for his office. "Keep an eye on the police station. Notify me immediately if there's any news.""Got it," Michael promised.As Clark reached the office door, he suddenly remembered the strange text message from Jordyn earlier. He spun around and ordered, "Find out where Jordyn is right now!"He dialed Jordyn's number, but it rang with no answer.…Near a river on the east s
The man didn't say a word. He walked silently up to Nyla and handed her a tuna melt sandwich.The fact that he offered her food suggested he probably wasn't planning to kill her—at least not right now.Nyla took a deep breath to calm herself and looked up at the man. "Why have you kidnapped me? For money? Or something else? Are you following someone's orders?"When she mentioned the possibility of orders, she saw the man's eyes widen sharply. She was certain now that he had been sent by someone who deeply hated her."Are you going to eat or not?" The man's voice was rough and cold as he stared at her."I'll pay you double whatever they offered. And the one who orchestrated this—it's either Jordyn or Rebecca, right?" Nyla asked.Aside from them, no one else had a motive to kidnap her.Seeing the man's expression change again, she knew she had guessed correctly."I can offer you double the benefit, just let me go—"Before she could finish, the man slammed the plate onto the grou
The phone rang for a long time before it was answered."What's the matter?" Damon's voice was hoarse and indifferent, clearly indicating he was in a bad mood.Clark spoke coldly. "Uncle Damon, you know about Nyla's accident, right? Rebecca is likely behind it!"After a few seconds of silence, Damon asked, "Do you have any evidence?""Hah!" Clark's tone was sarcastic. "Evidence? I looked into Jordyn's call records. Recently, she has been in contact multiple times with an employee from the Preston Group."On the day of Nyla's accident, they were in touch. Plus, Jordyn sent me a message with just one character—'R'—not too long ago. It's definitely related to Rebecca!"As soon as he finished speaking, the call was abruptly ended.…Damon summoned Spencer to his office. "Look into whether Jordyn and Rebecca have been in contact recently. Also… check on Nathaniel."Spencer was visibly shocked but dared not ask questions or make comments, given Damon's icy demeanor. He quickly left.
Rebecca was determined to send Nyla to hell and make Damon regret ever crossing her."Spencer, take her away. You know what to do," Damon instructed.Spencer nodded. "Understood, Mr. Sumner."While they spoke, the two burly men had already dragged Rebecca away. Rebecca was in so much pain that she nearly lost consciousness, but she fixed her gaze on Damon, her eyes filled with deep hatred. "Damon, even if you kill me, I won't tell you anything! Rest assured, I won't let Nyla die. I'll make sure her life is worse than death!" she threatened.Damon's expression remained icy—he didn’t even glance at her.Shortly after Rebecca was taken away, Spencer rushed back, looking anxious."Mr. Sumner, we've pinpointed Ms. Jayston's exact location!" he reported.Damon quickly stood up and headed for the door. "Send the location to my phone!"…In the basement, Nyla felt like she had been waiting for an eternity when she finally heard footsteps from outside. She tightened her grip on the
"Let me go!" Damon struggled to move forward, but two of his bodyguards held him back tightly."Mr. Sumner, Ms. Jayston has already jumped. Even if you follow her now, it won't help…" the bodyguards tried to placate him."Let go!" Damon growled.His demeanor was icy, sending chills down the spines of his bodyguards. They felt a shiver but dared not release him.Just then, Spencer arrived."Mr. Sumner, I've sent people down to search. We'll have news soon," he informed Damon.Seeing Damon gradually calm down, Spencer instructed the bodyguards, "Alright, let Mr. Sumner go."After a moment's hesitation, the bodyguards finally released Damon, though their eyes remained on him, prepared for any sudden movements. If something happened to Damon, the Sumners wouldn't spare them.Damon gazed at the place where Nyla had jumped, his voice cold. "If she's alive, I want to see her. If she's dead, I want to see her body!"As he finished speaking, Steven was brought before him."Mr. Sumner,
Damon completely ignored the Sumners in the room.Richard was furious as he ordered the bodyguards to restrain Damon. "Look at yourself! Is a woman worth destroying yourself like this?"Pale and with bloodshot eyes, Damon glared at the bodyguards holding him back. "Move aside!""Mr. Damon, please don't make this difficult for us…" one of the bodyguards said."Move aside! Don't make me repeat myself," Damon warned."No one's moving! You're not stepping out of this room today, or any day in the future. You're not allowed to see that woman again. She jumped off a cliff four days ago and hasn't been found. It's impossible that she's still alive. How long will you deceive yourself?" Richard demanded.Damon turned his gaze toward him, the oppressive force in his eyes making the entire room feel even more confined."What does it have to do with you? I've severed ties with the Sumners. What I do is none of your business," he retorted."You!" Richard was so furious he nearly collapsed.
Nathaniel was in the middle of a business meeting in his office when the door was kicked open.Damon walked in, his demeanor cold.Troy followed closely behind, looking troubled. "Mr. Preston, I couldn't stop Mr. Sumner…"Nathaniel glanced at Damon's tense face and replied flatly, "I understand. You can leave now."Nathaniel's business partner, recognizing Damon, quickly stood up. "Mr. Preston, it seems you have other matters to attend to. Let's reschedule our meeting."Nathaniel nodded. "Alright. I won't see you out then."With the room now empty except for Damon and Nathaniel, the atmosphere grew tense.Nathaniel looked at Damon, aware that the truth about Nyla's incident could no longer be hidden. Their years of brotherhood were over.He spoke up. "The accident involving Nyla was partially my fault, but I didn't expect it to turn out like this. Damon, I—"Before he could finish, Damon's fist struck his face.Nathaniel stumbled back several steps before regaining his balanc
Nathaniel finally understood that Rebecca had never intended to be with him. Her sole purpose in returning to the country was to get back together with Damon.He felt foolish for believing that his long-standing wish had finally come true after silently guarding her for years.As Nathaniel's gaze turned icy, Rebecca quickly grabbed his leg. "Nathaniel, no! Believe me, I really like you now. I acted that way because I couldn't let go of my resentment. I truly love you!"With a shattered leg, Rebecca couldn't stand, so she crawled on the floor, tears streaming down her face. But instead of appearing pitiable, she looked more disgusting—her current state was a far cry from the tearful beauty she once was.Filled with hatred, Nathaniel kicked her away. "Rebecca, the thing I regret most is loving you. Just looking at you now makes me sick!"The pain from her shattered leg was excruciating, making her face turn pale. Still, she looked up at Nathaniel, hoping he might soften his heart.