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.
Damon replied icily, "I know. I'll have someone deal with it."After hanging up, he played the video and watched as Richard accused him of trying to monopolize the Sumner Group. His gaze grew colder.If it hadn't been for Richard insisting on handing the company over to him, he wouldn't have taken over the Sumner Group in the first place.Now that Richard wanted a more obedient heir, he had joined forces with Clark to smear Damon. He completely disregarded the backlash Damon would face and the impact it would have on his company.This was Damon's family—his wonderful father and nephew!Damon's heart gradually turned cold.Richard and Clark were the ones who had severed the last remnants of familial affection between them. In that case, there was no need for him to hold back any longer.He dialed Luca's number and coldly said, "I'll send you a video shortly. Organize it and post it on the company's official account."Also, gather evidence of how Clark nearly bankrupted the Sumne
Clark quickly pressed the call button next to Richard's hospital bed.A nurse rushed in to check on Richard's condition and immediately ushered everyone out of the room, placing him on a breathing machine.Outside the hospital room, Clark glared at Victor Owen. "Mr. Owen, you've come to watch the Sumner family's misfortune long enough. My grandfather has fainted because of your provocation. Can you please leave now?!"Seeing Clark's angry glare, Victor chuckled. "I didn't come to witness the Sumner family's joke. I came to remind your grandfather not to dig his own grave while still living. It would ruin his entire life's work."Clark scoffed. "This is the Sumner family's business. It's not your place to meddle!"Victor shrugged, remaining unfazed. He simply shook his head and said, "You're nowhere near as capable as Damon."With that, he left.Clark stared at Victor's retreating figure, anger flashing in his eyes as he clenched his fists at his sides.Everyone said he was infe
"Dad, I have things to do. I'll leave Grandpa with you," Clark said.Cyrus hesitated for a moment before finally speaking. "Clark, if you can't outmaneuver your uncle, just give up. It wouldn't be so bad for the three of us to go back abroad and live on our monthly allowance."Clark looked at him for a long moment before nodding. "Okay, Dad, I understand."After leaving the hospital, Clark made a call instead of negotiating with the shareholders. "I need you to kidnap someone. I'll pay you 1,500,000 dollars."As he hung up, a cruel glint shone in his eyes.Since Damon had blocked all his paths, he would make Damon experience the pain of losing his son right in front of him!…Nyla had seen the comments online as well.Initially, she was worried about Damon, but after witnessing Prospectus Technology's counterattack, she finally felt relieved.Lydia, who had noticed Nyla's anxiety, couldn't help but mention it when she brought tea to Damon."Mr. Sumner, this morning, Ms. Kinse
Spencer looked at Nyl with a hint of guilt as he replied, "Regardless, I still hope you and Mr. Sumner can end up together."Nyla smiled. "For us, staying out of each other's way is the best ending."Spencer fell silent for a moment before ultimately leaving without saying anything.Given Nyla's current wariness of Damon, it was better for him to say less. Speaking too much would only deepen their misunderstandings. If they were truly meant to be, they would find their way back to each other.Not long after Spencer left, Valarie arrived, bringing a bunch of toys for Mason.Seeing Valarie loaded down with packages, Nyla was taken aback. "Did you really need to buy so much? This could keep Buddy entertained for a year!"Valarie set her things down and shot Nyla a glance. "This is nothing. I have plenty more at home. I just couldn't carry everything today. I'll have the butler pack up and send them over tomorrow."I want to make sure Buddy gets all the toys he missed out on these p
"So, for all these five years, it's been Oliver helping you hide your identity?" Valarie asked."Yeah, I really owe you big time. If you hadn't introduced him to me back then, I wouldn't be where I am today," Nyla replied.Valarie felt a mix of nostalgia and lingering fear."I'm just glad I introduced you to him. Otherwise, you would have suffered even more. But still, I won't forgive him for keeping the fact that you're alive a secret for five years! He owes me a big meal to make up for this anger!" Valarie declared.Nyla chuckled. "Sounds good." "But if you're with Oliver, why are you still living with Buddy at Damon's villa? Won't Oliver get jealous?" Valarie asked.Nyla's expression dimmed. She looked down and said, "I owe him… I'll explain this to you another day. But let's talk about you. What's going on with you and Brandon? He seems to care about you. When did you start liking someone so much younger?"Valarie was rendered speechless.She pouted and replied, "Don't bri
Valarie didn't wait for Nyla to respond and rushed out as if something were chasing her.With Valarie's departure, the living room fell into silence.Nyla lowered her gaze for a moment, hesitating before finally looking up at Damon.To her surprise, he was also looking at her. Their eyes met, but neither spoke.Eventually, it was Nyla who broke the silence."Mr. Sumner, I'm really sorry about what happened before. I'll compensate for the losses caused to Prospectus Technology. I have only one request—please don't hide Buddy from me," Nyla pleaded."I promise I won't. I also won't use Buddy to threaten you anymore. If you don't want to live here, you can take him and move out. But you can't go back to Capitarnia right now," Damon replied.If Nyla took Mason back to Capitarnia, he couldn't guarantee that Richard wouldn't try to kidnap Mason again. Keeping them in Saintornia was the only way he could protect them.Nyla was taken aback, staring at Damon in disbelief.Did she hear
Nyla stiffened instantly, her heart pounding. Panic flashed in her eyes as her mind raced with countless possibilities.Was Damon changing his mind?Damon seemed to read her thoughts. His expression remained indifferent, though his tone was reassuring. "Don't worry. I'm not going back on my word."At this, Nyla finally breathed a sigh of relief, though her heart still raced as she followed him into the study.Damon walked to his desk and picked up a folder. He retrieved a property deed and a set of keys, handing them to her."I've already transferred ownership of this house," he told her. "You and Buddy can move in."Nyla's eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at the deed and keys in his hand. She instinctively recoiled.He was giving her a villa?If someone had told her this moments ago, she would have thought they were crazy. Yet, here it was, happening in the most unbelievable way.Confused, she struggled to understand his intentions. "Mr. Sumner, this is too generous. I
"We can sign an agreement if you're still worried. I promise never to challenge your custody of Wilhelm in my lifetime," Jane assured.Seeing her determination, Gabriel remained silent.Noticing his hesitation, Jane gripped the armrests of her wheelchair tightly. "Gabriel, you're already hesitating, even though you haven't remarried yet. How can I believe you'll treat Wilhelm fairly in the future?"Gabriel's gaze turned cold. "No matter what, Wilhelm will be better off with me than with you. When and how much of the shares I give him is my decision, not yours."With that, he turned to leave.As he reached the doorway, Jane's voice echoed behind him. "If you don't transfer half your shares to Wilhelm, I won't leave the country!"Gabriel paused, then glanced back at her mockingly. "Whether you leave or stay means nothing to me. And why would you think your refusal to leave is a threat to me?""Gabriel, you're a bastard!" Jane shouted.Gabriel smirked and left without another word
Wilhelm froze for a moment, his eyes welling up with tears as confusion and hurt clouded them."Mommy, do you really not want me anymore?" he asked, his voice trembling.Jane's gaze flickered with a brief trace of pain as she looked at Wilhelm sitting pitifully on the floor. But the softness in her eyes vanished as quickly as it appeared.She stared at him coldly. "That's right. I never wanted you. I hit you to try and get your father to come back."The other day, when I took you out for steak, I deliberately let you eat that hazelnut cake. You started itching later because you're allergic—that was intentional, too. I wanted you hospitalized so I could force your father to see me."Her tone grew harsher. "Now that Gabriel and I are divorced, you're of no use to me. You're just a burden. Taking you with me would only drag me down."And I hate your father. Naturally, I hate you, too. Don't show up in front of me again!"Wilhelm sat frozen, her words cutting into him like shards of
If Wilhelm stopped wanting to see Jane, the bond between them would naturally fade over time."No! I don't want food!" Wilhelm cried, hurling Gabriel's phone onto the car seat.He began pounding on the car door, trying to open it. "I want to see Mommy! I want to live with her, not you!"Gabriel, his patience wearing thin, locked the doors with a sharp click and turned to Wilhelm, his expression darkening."Your mother doesn't want you. Even if you find her, she won't take you. I'm the only one you have now," he said."I hate you! I don't want to be with you! I don't want you as my dad!" Wilhelm screamed.Gabriel's restraint, already fraying after days of tantrums, finally snapped. He stared at his son and said coldly, "It doesn't matter whether you want me or not. No one wants you now except me."Jane didn't want Wilhelm. The Wilkies wouldn't want him either."That's not true!" Wilhelm sobbed uncontrollably. "Mommy wants me. Mommy's just mad. If I'm good, she'll take me back! S
Lydia nodded. "Okay, Ms. Kinsey."Shortly after, Lydia returned with Mason by her side.When Mason saw Gabriel and Wilhelm standing at the door, he frowned and turned to Nyla. "Mommy, why is Wilhelm here?"Nyla patted his head gently. "He's here to apologize to you.""Oh." Mason's response was wary, clearly unconvinced.Gabriel observed Nyla's affectionate interaction with Mason, his eyes flickering with a trace of emotion. He turned to Wilhelm. "What did you promise me before we came?"Wilhelm's reluctance was evident. He had agreed to apologize, but only under the threat of losing his chance to see his mother."Mason, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have pushed you yesterday. I hope you can forgive me," Wilhelm said, his voice subdued.Mason didn't respond immediately. Instead, he looked up at Nyla, silently seeking her guidance."Buddy, this is your decision to make," Nyla said softly. "I'll respect whatever you decide."Mason lowered his head, thinking for a moment.Finally, he s
Brandon sighed and placed the items on the desk. "Aunt Nyla, this crisis is unlike anything Prospectus Technology has faced before. If things go wrong, the company can go bankrupt."Uncle Damon prepared these after finding out Buddy is his son, but he hadn't found the right time to give them to you."Keep them for now. If Prospectus Technology collapses, he'll need this to start over."After a moment's silence, Nyla nodded. "Alright, I'll hold onto them. Is this the only reason you came?""Yes, I need to get back to work," Brandon replied."I'll see you out," Nyla offered.After sending Brandon off, she returned to the study and placed the documents and bank card in the safe upstairs.The next morning…As Nyla was getting dressed, Lydia knocked on the door."Ms. Kinsey, there's a man outside who says he's your brother," Lydia informed her.Brother?Thinking it was likely Gabriel, Nyla's expression turned cold. "I don't know him. Tell him to leave.""Understood," Lydia said
Damon put the file down and sat across from Nyla.Noticing two portions of breakfast on the table, he asked, "You haven't eaten either?""No," Nyla replied as she opened the packages and handed one to him. "I came to eat with you. Spencer told me he brought you breakfast this morning, but you didn't touch it.""I was too busy," Damon said."Being busy isn't an excuse to skip meals. I saw your assistants running around like crazy, and I heard they barely got any sleep last night. Is the issue with the company that serious?" Nyla asked."It's significant," Damon admitted. "Our chips might be causing malfunctions in our partner's machines. If that's confirmed, the company will face a massive compensation payout."Nyla frowned, worry flashing in her eyes. "I can't help much with work, but the least I can do is keep things in order at home. By the way, are you coming home tonight?""Probably not," he replied. "There's still a lot to handle.""Alright. Finish your breakfast. I'll hea
Gabriel took the document, skimmed its contents, and his face darkened."What is it?" Tom asked.Gabriel tossed the document onto the table with a cold laugh. "Nothing important. Damon's just trying to catch me off guard."The document contained evidence of Nyce Tech hiring paid posters to smear Prospectus Technology, but Gabriel wasn't worried.Soon enough, those allegations would become the truth.Tom glanced at the papers and grinned. "As long as it's not a big problem. Anyway, I should get going.""Fine, but don't forget your part in this," Gabriel said pointedly.There was a cold glint in Tom's eyes, though his smile remained. "Relax. I won't let you handle Prospectus Technology alone."After Tom left, Gabriel drained his wine in one gulp.As he prepared to head to his study, a maid approached with a concerned expression."Mr. Hackett, Mr. Wilhelm still refuses to eat," the maid informed him.Gabriel had brought Wilhelm straight back to the villa instead of letting him
Damon's expression was icy as he spoke. "I've already sent the head of R&D with a team to investigate. Let's wait for their findings before jumping to conclusions."He added, "The Agihop 6th Gen isn't out yet. If the issue does lie in the Agihop 5th Gen, we should prepare for the worst—compensation payouts and the possibility of... bankruptcy.""What?!" A collective gasp echoed through the room, disbelief etched on everyone's faces."All this over a single batch of faulty machines from the Longbow Company? Isn't that a bit extreme?""Exactly. If the problem is with the Agihop 5th Gen chips, wouldn't paying compensation suffice?""Mr. Sumner, aren't you exaggerating?"The notion that Prospectus Technology could face bankruptcy over a single chip seemed absurd.Meeting their skepticism with a calm demeanor, Damon elaborated, "The news about Longbow Company's machines breaking down after using our chips has already spread.They're attributing the issue to Prospectus Technology's p
Damon's expression remained unmoved. "As I said, we'll investigate thoroughly. Asking us to accept responsibility before the investigation is complete seems unreasonable, doesn't it?"Jeffrey let out a cold laugh. "Fine, Mr. Sumner. But I hope you act quickly. Every day of delay costs us millions. The longer this drags on, the more Prospectus Technology will have to pay."With that, Jeffrey turned and stormed out of the room.Damon, his expression as icy as ever, summoned the head of the R&D department to his office."Take two of your team members to the Longbow Company and investigate the root cause of the machine failures. Determine whether it's our chips," Damon instructed."Mr. Sumner, it can't be our chips! We've invested so much in their development, and they've been on the market for over three years without a single issue. The problem must be elsewhere," the department head replied.Damon's tone sharpened. "I want accurate results based on the investigation—not assumption