"Ms. O'Neill, we need your assistance regarding today's lab explosion at Park Pharmaceuticals. Please come with us."Mabel was panicking, her body trembling uncontrollably."What do you mean... What does the explosion have to do with me? Why do you need my help?""You'll find out the details at the police station, Ms. O'Neill.""I'm not going! I didn't do anything wrong. Ask me whatever you need to here!"Seeing Mabel's agitation, the two police officers exchanged a look. One of them spoke sternly. "Ms. O'Neill, if you refuse to cooperate, we will have to use force."The officers' solemn expressions made Mabel uneasy.While she hesitated, Lucia spoke up from across the room. "Mabel, it's just a routine investigation. Go with them. It won't be a big deal. I'll go with you."Seeing Lucia's cold expression, Mabel reluctantly nodded. "Alright."…At the police station.Mabel was taken to give a statement, and the officers asked Lucia to wait outside.Unable to sit still, Lucia
Nyla's eyes lingered on the stain, her gaze betraying a hint of mockery. "It must be tough for you, finding time to flirt with other women and still managing to drop by the police station to see me."Clark was taken aback and frowned. "What do you mean?"Nyla's expression remained indifferent. "Next time you want to act all caring, at least wipe off the lipstick on your collar first. Otherwise, it just looks ridiculous."Without waiting for Clark's reaction, she hailed a cab and left.Clark glanced down at his collar, his expression darkening when he saw the lipstick stain. He tried calling Nyla to explain. After several unanswered calls, her line eventually went straight to voicemail. Clearly, she had blocked him.His gaze grew cold upon realizing their relationship, which had just started to improve, had once again hit rock bottom. He sped off toward Nyla's apartment complex but was interrupted by a phone call halfway there. Whatever was said on the other end made his grip on th
"Okay."As Spencer walked out of the office, he couldn't help but frown, pondering Damon's attitude toward Nyla.Earlier today, Damon had immediately called Nyla to question her about the suits, clearly irritated by her attempt to distance herself from him. Considering Nyla was Damon's niece-in-law, Spencer hoped he had overthought the matter....After breakfast, Nyla headed straight to Park Pharmaceuticals.After giving her statement last night, Genevieve had messaged her, saying she could return to work today and that the company would handle the situation with Mabel.To her surprise, a middle-aged man stopped her at the entrance of Park Pharmaceuticals. His face was dark and lined with exhaustion, his eyes bloodshot, and his hair disheveled. He looked at her pleadingly."Ms. Jayston, please, I'm begging you to let my daughter go. My wife was in a car accident and is still in the hospital. I haven't found a job yet, and if my daughter stays in jail, our family will fall apart
Sasha couldn't help but speculate. Normal people would run from danger, but Damon had run toward it to protect Nyla.Nyla was taken aback, then frowned. "You're overthinking it. He's my uncle.""What?!" Sasha's voice shot up, drawing the attention of everyone in the R&D department. Her face turned red, and she quickly lowered her head.She whispered, "Are you serious? You don't even share the same last name. Are you lying to me?""Why would I lie? I can't go into details, but nothing could happen between us. He doesn't like me that way."Despite Sasha's lingering doubts, she could only nod at Nyla's confident assurance. "Alright then.""Stop gossiping and get to work," Nyla said as she turned on her computer to read some research papers.The morning passed quickly. Just before noon, Nyla received a call from Wren."Wren, what's up? Is there something wrong with my dad?"Wren's gentle voice came through the line. "No, he's stable. Do you have time for lunch today? Let's meet up
If Harris Pharmaceuticals hadn't gone bankrupt, Clark wouldn't have dared to flaunt his affair so brazenly.Wren looked at Nyla with guilt. "Your father and I owe you an apology. You've been through so much, bearing this burden alone. It must have been really tough."Nyla shook her head. She wasn't as upset now as she had been when she first discovered Clark's infidelity. "I'm fine. I took a chance, hoping he wouldn't betray our relationship. I just lost the gamble."She had no regrets about her choice because she had chosen the Clark who once loved her, not the deceitful man he had become."It's okay. You'll find someone better in the future."Nyla smiled faintly. Whether she found someone else or not didn't matter. She just wanted to get the divorce and claim her fair share of the assets. "Wren, please don't tell my dad about the affair. His health isn't good, and I'm afraid he won't be able to handle it."Wren nodded. "I understand. Don't worry."After Nyla and Wren finished
Nyla frowned and looked at Clark with displeasure. "Who I ate with is none of your business, is it?"A dark gleam passed through Clark's eyes as he lowered his voice. "Nyla, I'm not trying to monitor you. I just want to be part of your life.""Are you really trying to be part of my life, or are you feeling guilty about taking Jordyn to that dinner today?"Clark widened his eyes, his heart sinking. Nyla had seen them."Today was about meeting a client. She handled this client before she left the company, so she knows the situation better. That's why I brought her along. I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to misunderstand."Nyla smiled. "Do I really need to misunderstand your relationship with her?""Nyla, I can assure you that there's nothing between us now. The only person I love is you."Nyla wanted to ask him why Jordyn had to dress so seductively and hold his arm like a date since it was just a business meeting. Anyone who saw them would think Jordyn was Clark's girl
"It's a long story. Just let me handle it," Nyla said and hung up.As she watched the number of hateful comments against her skyrocket, her expression grew colder.On the other side, Clark had just returned to his villa when he received a call from Michael. "Mr. Sumner, someone posted a video of Mabel's father kneeling to Mrs. Sumner. The Internet is blowing up with people cursing her. Should we take the video down?"Clark's gaze darkened. After a moment, he replied, "No, leave it up. I'll deal with it when she comes to me."He thought he had been too lenient with Nyla recently, which was why she had been so cold toward him. This incident would remind her of her place.Damon also heard about the online attack on Nyla and immediately contacted her, asking if she needed help removing the video.Nyla felt a pang of bitterness hearing Damon's calm voice over the phone. The video had been circulating for over an hour, so there was no way Clark didn't know about it. Yet, the one person
Seeing the hateful comments directed at her, Lucia was so furious she nearly crushed her phone. She hadn't expected Nyla to be prepared for Kenneth’s confrontation from the start. Now, not only had Nyla managed to clear her name, but Lucia might also get implicated.Panicking, Lucia contacted the influencer who had posted the video and asked them to delete it. However, she was told that the account had been locked and couldn't be accessed.Lucia's heart sank. How could this happen right after Nyla released the recording? Could it be Clark's doing?The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became. If they traced this back to her, she'd be finished.Desperate, she rushed to Clement, who was in his study.After listening to Lucia's explanation, Clement slapped her hard across the face. "You idiot! Are you trying to get us all killed?"He had warned her before not to go against Nyla, but she hadn't listened and had gone behind his back to create this mess.Lucia's cheek st