"I don't want to hear it!" Valarie shouted. "I thought we were best friends, but you treated me like this."Seeing Nyla alive and well in front of her was initially exciting.However, as the reality sank in—that Nyla had hidden the truth from her for five years, causing her so much pain—a wave of disappointment washed over her.She realized she had been the only one suffering all this time while Nyla was alive and well, even back with Damon.Valarie felt like a joke. Nyla was already with Damon, and here she was, foolishly seeking justice for her.Not wanting to look at Nyla any longer, Valarie turned and quickly walked to her car.Once inside, she slammed the gas pedal and sped away.Brandon hurriedly jumped into his car to chase after her.Nyla bit her lip, instinctively glancing at Damon, who had remained silent. To her surprise, she noticed a red handprint on his cheek.Upon realizing it was from Valarie, guilt flashed in Nyla's eyes. "Mr. Sumner, I'm so sorry... I didn't
Damon nodded with a hum.The two fell into silence.Nyla put away the ice pack and looked up at Damon. "Mr. Sumner, could you give me Brandon's contact information?"Damon narrowed his eyes. "What do you need his number for?""I'm worried about Valarie… I want to check if he's caught up with her," Nyla explained.Seeing the worry and guilt in Nyla's eyes, Damon reassured her, "Don't worry. With him there, Valarie will be fine.""I'd still like his contact number. I can only relax once I know Valarie is okay," Nyla insisted.Damon frowned and was about to speak when his phone suddenly rang.Upon seeing Brandon's name on the screen, his eyes turned cold, and he took a moment to answer."Uncle Damon, can you send Aunt Nyla over?" Brandon's anxious voice came through. "I caught up with Valarie, but her emotions are really unstable right now. She's locked herself in the car and won't come out."I think Aunt Nyla needs to come over and clear up the misunderstanding between them."
Nyla grabbed Valarie's hand and tried to explain."Valarie, I didn't mean to hide this from you. There's so much going on behind the scenes," she said.Valarie pulled her hand away. "What kind of hardship could justify lying to me all these years?"Taking a deep breath, Nyla slowly recounted her experiences over the past few years.As Valarie listened, her anger gradually shifted to surprise and heartache.In the end, she hugged Nyla and cried. "I'm sorry. I misunderstood you."Nyla, also in tears, returned the embrace. "I'm the one who should apologize."Watching the misunderstanding between the two women clear up, Brandon finally breathed a sigh of relief.He turned to Damon and said, "Uncle Damon, thank you for bringing Aunt Nyla over."Damon frowned. "Didn't I tell you? She's not your aunt."Brandon glanced at him. "Uncle Damon, don't you like her?""Why would I like her?" Damon replied.Noticing Damon's frown, Brandon couldn't help but chuckle. "If you don't like her,
Damon listened to Luca a while longer before slamming his phone against the wall, his expression icy.The next morning, as Nyla came downstairs, she sensed an unusual atmosphere in the villa.Lydia, who usually greeted her with a smile, was busy in the kitchen and barely acknowledged her with a quick wave.Even Maddie, who often made sarcastic remarks, didn't glance her way at all today.After sitting down at the table with Mason, Nyla was about to greet Damon when he abruptly stood and left without even looking at her.Watching his cold retreat, she bit her lip, a hint of confusion flickering in her eyes.What was going on with Damon? Was he still upset about last night?As Damon exited, the oppressive atmosphere in the living room lightened, and it felt noticeably warmer.Mason, oblivious to the strange vibe, looked up at Nyla and whined, "Mommy, I want the pancakes you make. Can you make some for me?"Suppressing her worries, Nyla nodded. "Sure, I'll make them right now. Yo
Upon seeing Nyla, Damon tightened his grip on his pen, his knuckles turning white. Coldly, he replied, "No, I don't like greasy food."He refocused on the documents, his frown revealing how upset he was. It would take a fool not to recognize that Damon was angry with her.Nyla bit her lip and took a deep breath before entering the study. As she approached, Damon looked up and snapped, "I'm working. Get out!"His icy gaze froze her in place, and her face paled slightly. "Mr. Sumner, are you still upset about last night?" she asked.Damon shot her a cold look. "No. Can you leave now?"Nyla didn't budge, forcing herself to meet his gaze. "But… your attitude is making me anxious. Did I do something wrong?"Damon scoffed. "Anxious? What do you have to be anxious about?"If it weren't for Luca's investigation, he wouldn't have believed that the person behind Stephen was her. He had just started to feel something for her, only to discover she was using Stephen and Prestige Corp. to s
Damon looked down at her, his eyes filled with disgust. "You can scheme against me, but I can't keep you from seeing Buddy?""If you hadn't taken Buddy away and threatened that he wouldn't come back to me, I wouldn't have to do this!" Nyla cried.Damon let out a cold laugh. "So it's all my fault?"Nyla's expression hardened as she replied firmly, "That's not what I meant, but you're at fault too. Buddy has been with me since he was little, and you had someone take him from our home without saying a word. Don't you think that's excessive?"Upon recalling the fear she felt the night Mason was taken, Nyla's expression turned icy. No matter what happened, she wouldn't let Damon take Mason away from her again."Looks like you don't see any problem with your actions. In that case, forget about seeing Buddy!" Damon declared.He tried to push past her and leave.In a panic, Nyla grabbed his arm. "No! I won't let you hide Buddy away again!"Feeling the softness of her grip, Damon went r
Lydia quickly brought the first-aid kit and said, "Ms. Kinsey, please go sit on the couch. Let me take care of your injury."Nyla shook her head, looking gratefully at Lydia. "No need. I can do it myself.""Let me help. It's not easy for you to do it alone," Lydia advised.Seeing Lydia's insistence, Nyla finally nodded. "Alright, Lydia. I'll trouble you."Nyla gently wiped the tears from Mason's face and said softly, "Buddy, don't cry anymore. Mommy is fine."Mason sniffled, gripping the hem of Nyla's shirt tightly, his eyes filled with fear.Nyla led Mason to the couch and sat down while Lydia quickly and skillfully tended to her wound.As Lydia picked up the first-aid kit to leave, she noticed Damon still standing there with a stern expression.Unable to hold back, she spoke up. "Mr. Sumner, I don't know what conflict you have with Ms. Kinsey, but it's not right to let her get hurt. You shouldn't fight, especially in front of Buddy. He's still young, and your constant arguing
Damon was indifferent as he replied, "Got it. Don't worry about it."No matter how much noise they made, they couldn't take away his shares in the Sumner Group. They were nothing but clowns.In the hospital…Clark's eyes were cold as he read the online comments attacking Damon. He refused to believe that Damon wouldn't clarify the situation.Once he did, Clark would immediately release the video of Richard accusing Damon of being unfilial for not returning the company after taking it.By then, Damon would have no way to defend himself.As the morning wore on and more people joined in condemning Damon, there was still no response from him.Cyrus began to feel uneasy and asked, "Clark, do you really think this plan will work?"Cyrus had been skeptical of Clark's idea when he brought it up the previous night. He knew Damon simply wasn't the type to care about his reputation."Dad, don't worry. Uncle Damon won't be able to resist responding," Clark replied through gritted teeth.