"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.
Rebecca's whole body froze in shock."Nathaniel… w-what did you say?" she asked.Nathaniel looked at her and replied slowly, "Didn't you just say you wanted to stay with me?"Panicked, Rebecca shook her head. "No… I don't want to go! Please, spare me, Nathaniel. I know I was wrong. Don't do this to me… I can't live like that!"Without legs, how could she live?Seeing her in such a state, Nathaniel felt only disgust. "How could you not live? Don't worry. I'll make sure you live well!"His grim expression sent a chill down Rebecca's spine."No! No! I want to leave! I want to leave!" she cried.She tried to crawl toward the door, pushing with her hands. Before she could get close, two black-clad bodyguards dragged her away."No! Nathaniel, please spare me! Please…" Rebecca pleaded.Her cries grew faint and eventually disappeared.Troy stood by, his head lowered, unable to meet Nathaniel's gaze. "Mr. Preston, I'm sorry.""Why did you listen to Rebecca?" Nathaniel questioned.F
"He wants to die. What does that have to do with you?" Damon interrupted.From Damon's cold, unfeeling eyes, Spencer could tell he wasn't joking.The driver trembled, afraid to move. After all, the person in front was Damon's nephew. If anything happened to Clark, even ten of him wouldn't be enough to make up for it.Damon glanced at the driver and said coldly, "If you're too scared to drive, get out."The driver felt a wave of relief and quickly exited the car.Damon took the wheel himself, starting the car and driving straight at Clark.Clark's eyes widened in terror as he sprinted to the side, but he was too close to the vehicle. One of his legs was struck, sending him flying and rolling several times on the ground before he came to a stop.In the passenger seat, Spencer paled with fear, clearly shaken. He hadn't expected Damon to act so recklessly—especially since it was his nephew!Damon got out of the car and walked over to where Clark lay on the ground, clutching his leg
Cyrus scolded, "Look at what he's done to Clark! If Clark hadn't been so lucky, he might have died by now! He has to come and apologize to Clark, or we'll call the police!"Richard glared at him. "Family matters shouldn't be aired out. If you dare to call the police, don't blame me for disowning you as my son!"Cyrus, breathing heavily with anger, pointed at Clark and said, "Dad, how can you be so biased? Damon is your son, but is Clark not your grandson? And Damon has already disowned you as his father, yet you're still trying to help him?!"Richard retorted, "Don't forget it was Damon who helped you when your company was on the brink of bankruptcy several times!""I'm his brother. That's what he should do!" Cyrus argued, his entitlement evident.The argument between Richard and Cyrus grew more heated, while Clark, lying in bed with a cast, stared blankly out the window, lost in thought.Not far from the window was a university.As the sun set, young couples walked hand in hand
"Clark, help me! It was you who told me to return to the country! You have to help me, or I'll tell Damon about this!" Rebecca threatened.To Clark, her threat seemed laughable. He remained silent, watching as she crawled toward him.The nurses who had initially planned to stop Rebecca hesitated upon seeing her familiarity with Clark. After all, he was a Sumner, and they didn't want to offend him.When Rebecca finally stopped at Clark's feet, looking up at him with pleading eyes, he asked, "Rebecca, how do you want me to help you?"Her face lit up with hope as she hurriedly replied, "Just get me out of the country. I'll never come back. If you help me, I'll never tell Damon you contacted me to return!"Clark smirked.Just as Rebecca thought he might agree, he said, "But he already knows about this."Her smile froze, and despair filled her eyes. "No… It's impossible… How could he know…"Clark turned to the nurses and coldly ordered, "Since she needs the amputation, take her to t
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