Damon paused in his tracks. "No, set another place for me."Lydia nodded. "Got it! I'll go call Ms. Kinsey and Mr. Mason down for lunch.""Alright," Damon replied.As Nyla and Mason came downstairs, she was surprised to see Damon sitting at the head of the table. "Good afternoon, Mr. Sumner."Since they had agreed to stop clashing, the atmosphere between them had softened significantly."Good afternoon," Damon replied.After placing Mason in a chair, Nyla planned to feed him first before eating herself.Noticing this, Lydia stepped forward and said, "Ms. Kinsey, let me feed Mr. Mason. You go ahead and eat."Seeing Nyla hesitate, Lydia added with a smile, "I've trained to take care of children, so I won't make any mistakes."Nyla didn't mean to imply that she didn't trust Lydia—she just felt a bit embarrassed about having someone else care for her child.Just then, Damon's deep voice broke in. "Let Lydia feed him.""Okay, Lydia, I'll leave it to you," Nyla said."No trouble
Erin paused for a moment, instinctively asking, "It was you who sent me that message?!"Nyla was done with the conversation.She stood up and said, "Since you're already Damon's fiancee, you should make the most of it. Sometimes, it's more effective to go to him directly than to come here and make threats at me."With that, she left the living room and headed upstairs.Erin's anger lingered while watching her leave, but a hint of contemplation crossed her eyes. Moments later, she grabbed her bag and hurried out of the villa.Lydia, who had been waiting in the kitchen, finally breathed a sigh of relief when Erin left. She had been worried about what would happen if the two women started fighting and had planned to inform Damon if necessary.It seemed that wouldn't be needed now.Just as Erin was about to get into her car, she was suddenly stopped by someone."Ms. Hulle, I'm a maid here. My name is Maddie Lamb," the young woman introduced herself.Erin frowned and asked coldly,
The air hung heavy for a moment before Damon's previously cold expression softened."I'll pay more attention in the future," he said, quickly heading toward his study.Nyla casually diverted her gaze and gently spoke to Mason. "Don't be afraid, Buddy. Your dad was just in a bad mood. He won't hurt you."Mason nodded. "Okay.""Let's continue eating," Nyla said.Meanwhile, Damon's phone rang as soon as he stepped into the study."Mr. Sumner, Stephen met with someone from Prestige Corp. tonight," Luca reported.A week earlier, Luca had discovered that Stephen Ketchum had been in contact with Prestige Corp. and had immediately informed Damon.Stephen was the director of the technology department at Prospectus Technology and had been involved in many significant research projects.If Prestige Corp. managed to poach him, it would not only be a substantial loss for Prospectus Technology but could also jeopardize the company's development.Damon lowered his gaze, an icy look in his e
Damon raised an eyebrow at Erin, his tone indifferent. "Have you ever considered whether he wants to be with you?"Erin froze for a moment, her face paling as disappointment filled her eyes."So, in your eyes, both Nyla and Buddy are more important than I am, right?" she asked.Damon remained silent, but his expression grew increasingly impatient. "Erin, you have better options."After a long pause, Erin stared at Damon and asked, "Are you in love with Nyla?"Damon frowned, perplexed by her trivial notion. He had no interest in Nyla—falling for her was out of the question.However, he didn't bother to explain. Instead, he said, "Think what you want."The last flicker of hope in Erin's heart faded away as she forced a smile that looked more like a grimace. She never expected that, just like five years ago, she would still be unable to compete with Nyla."Damon, I agree to break off the engagement, but I promise you will regret it!" she threatened before turning and running out o
Mason looked sadly at the barbecue rib that had fallen on the floor, his face filled with regret.Nyla glanced toward the kitchen door and said coolly, "Buddy wants to eat the dishes I make. Mr. Sumner, you probably already had dinner, right?"Damon's gaze hardened. Was Nyla implying that she didn't want him to have dinner with them? For some reason, that thought made him feel uncomfortable.After a moment of silence, he replied coldly, "I've already eaten. I still have work to do, so I'll head back to the study."Nyla nodded. "Okay."As Damon turned to leave, he caught a glimpse of Nyla gently serving Mason another piece of rib, both of them smiling.Damon scowled, a heavy tension enveloping the entire living room.Once Nyla heard Damon's footsteps fade away, she let out a sigh of relief. She had genuinely feared he would say he hadn't eaten. She didn't want to have dinner with him, especially not to share her cooking.…After dinner, as Nyla prepared to take Mason upstairs,
Seeing the man across from Nyla holding her hand and noticing that she didn't push him away, Erin sneered and quickly took out her phone to capture the moment.Just as she was about to send the photo to Damon, a thought crossed her mind, prompting her to exit their chat.What was the point of sending it to Damon? She wanted everyone to know that Nyla was a homewrecker who was playing both sides—it would be much more satisfying!She handed the room key to the male model and said, "You go on up first."The model took the key, looking enamored as he replied, "Okay, I'll wait for you."After the man left, Erin dialed a number. "I'll send you a photo. It must be spread all over the city by tomorrow."Hanging up, she cast one last glance in Nyla's direction, excitement and exhilaration lighting up her face.The thought of everyone scolding Nyla the next day filled her with joy, and she quickly turned to leave.…Nyla pulled her hand back and said, "Oliver, you've already helped me s
Oliver looked at Nyla, wanting to ask if she could truly harden her heart against Damon.After a moment of thought, however, he held back his words. He hoped she had genuinely lost all feelings for Damon.…It was late into the night when Nyla finally returned to the villa.As she walked into the living room, she was surprised to see Damon still sitting on the sofa."Mr. Sumner, why aren't you asleep yet?" she asked.Damon turned to her, his gaze dark and intense, almost tangible. "So you do know it's quite late, Ms. Kinsey."Picking up the sarcasm in his tone, Nyla frowned. "If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Sumner, you don't really have the right to question my personal affairs.""I don't have that right, of course. I just hope you remember that you're a mother now. Even if you're going out with a man, you should at least consider the time."Buddy has been waiting for you for quite a while. He was just put to sleep half an hour ago by Lydia," Damon shot back.The realization that Ma
"What?! How is that even possible…" Erin trailed off.She had expected the trending topic to be about Nyla's cheating scandal—not her own affair with a male model! And… revealing photos…She quickly turned her head and noticed that the other side of the bed was empty. Instantly, she scowled."Lucy, I have something to take care of. I'll talk to you later," Erin said, hanging up quickly.She immediately dialed the male model's number, but his phone went straight to voicemail.Damn it! He must have set her up! She wouldn't let him off the hook!Just as Erin frantically thought about how to resolve the mess, her phone began ringing incessantly.Seeing her father's name on the screen, she involuntarily trembled and threw the phone onto the floor, too afraid to answer.Her parents had surely found out by now. Answering the call would be like digging her own grave.Although she had indulged herself on the side, the Hulles' upbringing had been strict.Since her engagement to Damon,