When Nyla regained consciousness, she found her hands and feet bound. She was lying on a bed, and Mason was nowhere to be seen.From the room's layout and decor, she realized she was in a bedroom. It felt strangely familiar.Frowning in confusion, she barely had time to think before the door swung open, and a man in a suit walked in.Nyla's bewilderment turned to rage as she recognized him."Clark, you kidnapped me and Buddy? Where is he?! If anything happens to him, I swear I won't let you off, and neither will Damon!" she thundered.Clark narrowed his eyes and sat beside the bed, gazing at her with an unsettling affection. "Nyla, after so many years apart, we finally have the chance to talk. Let's not bring up those party poopers.""Where is Buddy?!" Nyla demanded, her eyes blazing with anger and disgust. "I'm asking you, where is he?!""Don't worry. He's safe—for now, at least," Clark replied."Why are you doing this? Are you crazy?" Nyla questioned, her voice sharp.Clark
Clark grabbed her chin, speaking each word deliberately. "I had planned to throw a wedding after we moved abroad, but if you're eager to start the honeymoon activities now, I won't mind."The way Clark's gaze drifted down to her chest made Nyla's stomach churn."Get off me!" Nyla shouted.Clark growled, "Looks like it's time to show you what I'm capable of!"As he reached to unbutton her shirt, his phone rang from his pocket. Seeing the caller ID, he released her and straightened his clothes."I'll be back," he said.Disgusted, Nyla turned her head away, refusing to look at him any longer.Clark didn't get angry. He simply turned and left the room.Once the door was securely closed, Nyla hurriedly freed her wrists and loosened the ropes around her ankles. She stealthily grabbed the lamp from the bedside table, hiding it behind her back.Not long after, Clark returned.Seeing Nyla still sitting on the bed in the same position, he smirked and approached her slowly. "Nyla, let's
Upon hearing this, Nyla's heart lurched, and her face turned pale. Mason had actually jumped out of a third-floor window!Nyla couldn't imagine how desperate he must have felt to do that. The more she thought about it, the more her heart ached, and tears streamed down her face without her even realizing it. The person on the other end of the line noticed the silence and became alert. "Why aren't you talking?! You're not Clark?!"Nyla bit her lip hard, not daring to speak, and hung up. She rushed to the bathroom, filled a basin with water, and splashed it on Clark's head. He woke up soon, realizing he was tied up, and saw Nyla looking down at him.He paused for a moment before breaking into a smile. "Nyla, I didn't expect you to be so much smarter after five years apart."Nyla glared at him. "I don't have time for your nonsense. Where did you lock up Buddy?"Clark sneered. "You want to know? Go find him yourself. Saintornia isn't that big. If you search for ten days or half a
Nyla was frantic as she raised her voice. "I said don't worry about me! Buddy is what matters! Where is he? I'm going there right now!"Damon fell into silence on the other end."Say something!" Nyla urged."It's dangerous. I'll go find Buddy myself. Just stay put until my people arrive and leave with them," Damon instructed.Before Nyla could respond, he hung up.…Seeing Damon put his phone away, Spencer asked with concern, "Mr. Sumner, those people are armed. Shouldn't we involve the police?"Damon's eyes were icy as he replied, "Those people are desperate. If the police get involved, they might lash out and harm Buddy. You stay here and keep me informed if anything happens. I'll head over first."Spencer wanted to argue further but could see that Damon was unyielding. He simply reminded him, "Be careful!"…Clark, who had overheard the entire conversation, smirked.Damon wouldn't tell Nyla where Mason was, probably because he was worried about those armed men.Since Dam
Damon kept a poker face as he said, "I'll give you three seconds. If you don't talk, I'll personally send you abroad to collect your son's corpse."A flash of panic crossed the man's face, and his voice trembled with fear. "I'll tell you... I'll tell you... They all went up the mountain...""You better not be lying to me. Otherwise, you'll regret ever being born," Damon threatened.He left a few people behind to watch the man and led the majority of his team up the mountain.At the back of the flour mill loomed a medium-sized mountain.With deep autumn approaching, the leaves of the shrubs and trees had begun to turn yellow and fall, making the area feel desolate and abandoned.Damon's expression was grim, and he emanated a chilling aura.Meanwhile, Nyla had searched the flour mill for a long time but hadn't found Mason. Instead, she ran into Damon's subordinates."Ms. Kinsey... what are you doing here?" one of the subordinates asked."Where's Damon?" Nyla shot back."We just
Nyla felt pain coursing through every part of her body. It took her several minutes to catch her breath.She leaned against the tree to stand up slowly, her face pale. Her clothes were torn from the thorns, leaving her looking ragged and disheveled.As she looked up at the spot from which she had fallen, she bit her lip. Just as she was about to climb back up, she caught sight of a cave partially obscured by bushes.The cave entrance was on a slope and mostly hidden by vegetation. If she hadn't been in the right position, she would have completely missed it.After hesitating for a moment, she decided to investigate.Her foot had already twisted when she fell, and moving now sent sharp pain shooting through her. But she had no choice—she needed to see.Clutching the bushes, she slowly made her way toward the cave entrance.As she approached, she noticed the bushes rustling.Holding her breath and suppressing her racing heart, Nyla called softly into the cave, "Buddy... are you i
Nyla and Damon had rolled down to a relatively flat area.Nyla quickly grabbed onto a nearby shrub. Thorns dug into her fingers, but she was determined not to let go. Finally, they came to a stop.She let out a sigh of relief and turned to look at Damon, only to find him with his eyes tightly shut. His face was pale, and cold sweat beaded on his foreheadHer heart sank instantly."Damon... wake up. Are you okay?" she asked.She called his name several times, but he didn't respond.However, his hands still gripped her waist tightly.Panic flashed in Nyla's eyes as she began to search him.Thankfully, his phone was still with him. She quickly took it out and dialed Spencer's number.…When Damon finally regained consciousness, it was three days later.Every part of his body ached—even breathing felt immensely difficult.Spencer, who was beside him, noticed that he was awake and hurried over. "Mr. Sumner, you're awake! I'll go get the doctor right away!"Spencer was filled wi
Before Nyla could finish, Spencer stepped in front of her."Ms. Kinsey, Mr. Sumner just woke up. He mentioned that he doesn't want to see anyone right now and prefers to rest. Perhaps you could come back this evening or tomorrow?" Spencer suggested.Nyla halted and looked at Spencer. "How is he right now?""The doctor has checked on him and said he's passed the critical phase. He just needs to rest," Spencer answered.Hearing this, Nyla finally relaxed. "Alright, I'll come back with Buddy tonight."In the ward, Damon heard Nyla's voice as soon as she reached the door. His gaze instinctively turned toward the entrance, where her slender silhouette was faintly visible through the frosted glass. The emotions in his eyes grew increasingly complex.While tumbling down the mountain with Nyla, he had hit his head against a rock. At that moment, memories had started flooding back. Five years ago, he had wronged her, and five years later, he had wronged her even more.Damon managed a