Nyla glanced at Oliver with a mix of resignation and nodded. "Alright, you should head back now. You can still get a few hours of sleep before dawn.""Okay, stay safe. Call me if anything comes up," Oliver said.After seeing him off, Nyla pulled out her suitcase and began packing. In less than half an hour, she was ready to leave.The trip from Capitarnia to Saintornia would take over three hours.Νyla hadn't slept all night and felt utterly exhausted, yet sleep refused to come. If it were up to her, she would never set foot in Saintornia again.But for Mason, she had to go back.…Cyrus had just reached the entrance of the Sumner residence when Damon's men blocked his path."What's the meaning of this? Am I not even allowed into my own home?" Cyrus demanded.A cold voice echoed from the group. "Of course you are, Cyrus. Welcome back."At the sight of Damon, Cyrus' expression darkened, his fists clenching at his sides."Damon, I heard you've locked up Dad. Have you lost your
"Yes, Dad... I know Damon is your favorite son, but what he's done this time is just too much. Are you really going to keep putting up with him?" Cyrus asked.Richard fell silent for a moment before sighing. "I know. The reason I called you back is because of this. Once he regains his memories, he'll probably end up turning against all of us."Cyrus hesitated and lowered his voice. "Dad, the doctor who performed Damon's hypnosis died in an accident three months ago. So, Damon might not be able to regain his memories.""Whether he can or not is no longer important. After this incident, I've realized it's better to hand the company over to someone obedient rather than a disobedient son," Richard concluded.Cyrus' eyes lit up, and he clenched his fists in excitement. Could it be…"Dad, are you saying…" Cyrus trailed off."I still have 20% of the shares in the Sumner Group, and I plan to transfer them all to Clark," Richard said.Disappointment flickered in Cyrus' eyes. He had hoped
Richard looked up at Damon, displeased. "Is this how you talk to your father?"Damon's expression was tense, his eyes devoid of warmth. "My attitude toward you depends on your actions."Richard scoffed. "Good! Very well! I really raised a fine son!""I'll ask you again. Where is Buddy right now?" Damon repeated."If you want to know, go look for him yourself," Richard replied.Damon narrowed his eyes, speaking each word slowly. "Dad, you should know my patience is limited.""Are you threatening me? What do you think you have to threaten me with?" Richard snapped."Not much. Just something in my possession that could destroy the Sumner Group," Damon said calmly.Richard's expression shifted dramatically as he fixed his gaze on Damon. "You think you can scare me with that?"Damon raised an eyebrow. "Donald Dunlop from the board—he's your man, right?"Over the years, despite Richard's official retreat from the company, he had maintained several spies within the Sumner Group.Da
"What should I do next?" Luca inquired."Head back to the office," Damon ordered.As soon as Damon arrived at the office, he instructed Luca to notify the shareholders and department managers to convene a meeting.After learning that all his projects had slowed down during his time in Capitarnia, Damon was furious. …Everyone in the room trembled in fear, too scared to speak up.Damon slammed the documents on the table and spoke without expression. "I'm giving you one week to get everything back on track. No mistakes. Otherwise, you're out!"The conference room, filled with dozens of people, fell into a tense silence. Not even a breath could be heard, as no one dared to attract Damon's attention.Suddenly, a phone rang.Damon frowned and glanced at his phone. After a moment of hesitation, he answered."Is there something you need?" he asked."Damon, I'm in Saintornia now. Where is Buddy?" Nyla asked.Damon raised an eyebrow, surprised that she had come to Saintornia."I a
Luca shook his head. "I don't know either."Nyla grabbed Damon, her voice cold. "Where is Buddy?"Damon, clearly annoyed, shrugged off her hand. "I told you, he's in a very safe place.""I don't believe you! Not unless you let me see him!" Nyla exclaimed.Damon's patience finally wore thin. He turned to Luca. "You handle this."With that, he got into the car and drove off.Nyla tried to follow, but Luca stopped her. "Ms. Kinsey, even if you catch up, if Mr. Sumner doesn't want you to see Buddy, you won't be able to. But I assure you, he's safe. There's no need to worry.""No need to worry?" Nyla shot him a cold look. "If your child were suddenly taken from home, wouldn't you be worried? Mr. Fleming, do you honestly think Mr. Sumner's actions are justified?"Luca hesitated, at a loss for words. "Ms. Kinsey, I'm just his secretary. I can only follow Mr. Sumner's orders.""Fine, I won't make it difficult for you. I'll just wait here until he lets me see Buddy," Nyla replied.Luc
"I said I'm not eating!" Mason declared, turning his head stubbornly away from the tempting food in front of him."Even if you starve yourself, I still won't let you see your mother. Are you sure you want to put yourself through this?" Damon asked."It's none of your business!" Mason shouted back."Alright. I'm curious to see how long you can keep this up," Damon replied calmly.…For the next few days, Mason continued to refuse food. His once-chubby cheeks quickly thinned, and his face grew pale. Even when Damon tried to force food into him, Mason would spit it out, determined not to eat.As Mason's condition worsened day by day, the doctor called Damon to the hospital."Mr. Summer, Mason already has a fracture. If he keeps refusing to eat, his health will deteriorate, and his injuries will heal much more slowly..."Damon's expression darkened. He had tried everything over the past few days, but Mason remained defiant. The boy's only goal was to return to Nyla.Seeing Damon's
Nyla glanced at Damon, her eyes blazing with anger. "Damon, you're such a jerk!""Fifty seconds left," Damon replied, his tone flat His expression was cold, and the icy glint in his eyes sent chills through her."Fine, I agree," Nyla finally conceded.She was resolute—she couldn't bear the thought of losing Mason again.Damon didn't seem surprised by her surrender. He answered coldly, "He's in Room 302."Without looking back, Nyla hurried down the hall.When she reached the door, she stopped abruptly, taking a deep breath. Her hand trembled as she grasped the doorknob, slowly pushing the door open.Even though she had tried to prepare herself, the sight of Mason hit her harder than expected. Her eyes immediately filled with tears.In just a few days, he had lost weight, his face pale and gaunt. He looked utterly defeated."Buddy…" Nyla's voice broke, tears spilling over.Mason turned his head, disbelief flickering across his face. As soon as he saw her, the dullness in his
Although a bit reluctant, Mason nodded. "Okay."As Nyla sipped her soup, she received a call from Oliver."Nyla, how's the progress in Saintornia? Have you found Buddy?" Oliver asked.Nyla lowered her gaze and moved to the window, responding quietly with a soft hum.Upon sensing something was wrong, Oliver's voice grew concerned. "What's wrong? Did something happen?"After a moment of hesitation, Nyla opened up slowly. "Damon won't give Buddy back to me. He says I can't protect him. I can stay with Buddy, but I have to move to his villa."A heavy silence hung on the other end of the line.Nyla bit her lip. "I agreed to his terms. Oliver, maybe we should just—"Before she could say "forget it", Oliver interrupted, "Nyla, I know you're in a tough spot. Once I take care of things in Capitarnia, I'll head to Saintornia, and we can figure out what to do next, alright?""Oliver, you're such a good person. I don't want to drag you down anymore," Nyla reasoned."You've never been a b