"Uncle Damon, thank you for coming to see Nyla, but you're usually busy, so there's no need for you to come in the future." Clark's tone lacked politeness, and his gaze toward Damon was filled with hostility, practically spelling out "keep your distance from Nyla".Damon looked at him calmly, showing no sign of being provoked.Clark felt frustrated and ground his teeth in anger. Damon's attitude made him feel like his punch had landed nowhere.Damon ignored Clark's remark, turned to Valarie, and said, "Ms. Weir, I have another meeting shortly. I'll take my leave now."Valarie nodded. "Alright, I'll see you out.""No need," Damon replied.As Damon turned to leave, Clark followed and intercepted him in front of the elevator, staring at him with a stern expression. "Uncle Damon, I hope you understand that Nyla is my wife and your niece-in-law, not just some random woman. I hope you don't have any inappropriate thoughts."Damon glanced at Clark, his gaze devoid of warmth. "If I were
"Mr. Sumner, if you no longer love Nyla, please let her go, considering the eight years of your relationship."Don't continue clinging to a mistress while refusing to divorce her, draining whatever little love is left between you."With that, Valarie turned and left without caring how unpleasant Clark's expression became.Clark's fingers holding the phone turned faintly white, his gaze heavy and cold. His phone kept ringing, and he walked to the stairwell to answer."What is it?"Jordyn's voice sounded grave from the phone. "Clark, I have something important to tell you.""I'm busy right now." Just as Clark was about to hang up, something said on the other end froze him in place. After several seconds, he spoke in a low voice. "I'll come see you shortly."Back in the hospital room, Valarie saw that Nyla had woken up and quickly approached her bedside. "Nyla, I've already asked for soup to be prepared for you. It should arrive soon. Just rest a little longer.""Okay."Not long
"I won't divorce her. Even if I did, I'd never marry you. Just carry the child to term, and that's all you need to worry about. The rest isn't your concern!" With that, Clark stormed out, medical report in hand.After the door slammed shut, Jordyn wiped a tear from her eye with a smirk.Clark didn't return to the hospital that night.Nyla had sensed it long before, so she couldn't say she was disappointed.…After a few days of recuperation in the hospital, Nyla had recovered about 70-80%. Aside from occasional dizziness, she was mostly fine. The doctor said she could be discharged that afternoon."Nyla, I have something to do this afternoon. I'll send my driver to take you home," Valarie offered."No need. I don't have much stuff. I'll just take a taxi," Nyla replied.During Nyla's hospital stay, Clark hadn't visited after the initial appearance. It had been Valarie taking care of Nyla, causing Valarie to miss out on a lot, which made Nyla feel quite guilty."I'll still have
Nyla felt like she was listening to a joke. She had never seen a husband embrace his mistress and order his wife to apologize to the mistress."Do you think she deserves it?" she asked incredulously.Tears welled up in Jordyn's eyes as she clutched Clark's sleeve, choking out, "Clark, please don't make things difficult for Ms. Jayston. It's my fault. As long as it calms her down, she can treat me however she wants."Clark gave Jordyn a cold glance. "Shut up."Sensing Clark's anger, Jordyn trembled uncontrollably, lowered her gaze, and said nothing more.Watching them embrace, Nyla felt only mockery. Was this what Clark had meant by having nothing to do with Jordyn? Was he taking Nyla for a fool?Unable to bear watching further, Nyla hastily stuffed her belongings into her bag and turned to leave."Stop!" Clark yelled.Footsteps echoed behind her, and the next moment, a large hand grabbed her wrist.Before Nyla could react, Clark pulled her forcefully toward the exit.His grip
After all, before knowing that Nyla couldn't have children, Jordyn wouldn't have dared to provoke Nyla while pregnant. Clark hadn't exposed Jordyn's clumsy acting in front of Nyla just now simply because she was carrying his child. That didn't mean he was a fool.Jordyn's fingers trembled as she bit her lip, tearfully looking at him. "Clark, I didn't mean that..."Impatience flashed in Clark's eyes. "You better really didn't."Jordyn bit her lip, sounding disappointed. "Were you... using me to test Ms. Jayston just now?"Clark knew she had plotted against Nyla but hadn't exposed her. She had thought he had feelings for her, but it turned out she had deceived herself.Clark pinched Jordyn's chin, his gaze full of disdain. "You'd better straighten yourself out. I like smart women, but being too clever is just stupid."As Jordyn froze, Clark released her and walked away.Tears fell from Jordyn's eyes as she watched him leave. Subconsciously, she touched her abdomen. Although she kn
When Kenneth heard that, greed filled his eyes. "Never be able to finish spending in my lifetime? So we're talking hundreds of thousands?"A hint of mockery flashed in Lucia's eyes. What a country bumpkin—he couldn't even conceive of anything beyond hundreds of thousands."If this plan succeeds, we're not talking hundreds of thousands—we're talking millions!""Really?" Kenneth's cheeks flushed red from excitement as if he could already see millions beckoning to him."Of course. Come closer, and I'll explain carefully to you." Lucia lowered her voice, and Kenneth nodded eagerly, excitement evident in his eyes.In the end, he looked at Lucia earnestly and said, "Ms. Pollard, I'll do whatever you say as long as it gets me the money."After Kenneth left, Lucia sneered. Before long, all the people she detested would disappear from this world.…Nyla had not been home for long when Clark came knocking.Nyla could see from the surveillance monitor that he looked angry. She pretended
Upon hearing that, Clark's expression darkened, and the atmosphere in the room seemed to plummet.After a long silence, he finally spoke. "To the office."…For the next few days, Clark did not bother Nyla again, and she enjoyed the peace.When Valarie finished her tasks, she went straight to Nyla, urging her to accompany her to the hospital."Why are we going to the hospital? It's not time for a check-up yet," Nyla asked.Seeing Nyla's confusion, Valarie rolled her eyes. "Have you forgotten who caused you to fall down the stairs?""I remember, but so what?""Since you remember, let's go. We're going to demand compensation for your medical expenses and emotional distress," Valarie said.…When they arrived at the hospital, Lucia was having lunch with her parents.Seeing Nyla, Clement was momentarily taken aback but then gave a friendly smile. "Nyla, are you here to visit Lucia?"Valarie sneered and sat down on the sofa, raising an eyebrow at Clement."Mr. Pollard, your dau
"Impossible! I won't apologize to her!" Lucia growled.Valarie smirked as she observed Lucia, who was visibly agitated, brimming with resistance and anger."Ms. Pollard, if you refuse to apologize, we'll see you in court. If I'm not mistaken, spreading false rumors can lead to a prison sentence if the post receives more than 5,000 shares, correct?" Valarie said.Lucia's previously arrogant demeanor was suddenly dampened as if doused with a bucket of cold water. Her face turned pale at the thought of imprisonment and the potential ruination of her life.Clement's face darkened but quickly resumed its previous gentle expression."Lucia, just apologize to Nyla. As the older person, you should be the bigger person," he advised.Valarie frowned at Clement's words, sensing an implication that they were being unreasonable today.Before she could respond, Nyla spoke up. "Mr. Pollard, it's not about her age or any obligation to give in. It's about her wrongdoing and the need for her to a
"Grandpa, the hackers attacking our firewall are gone now. The firewall is fixed, and the company is operating normally again!" Theo exclaimed.Pedro remained calm. "I see. You can go back to work now."Theo was momentarily taken aback. "Grandpa, aren't you surprised?""I'm just tired. I'll head home now," Pedro replied.Seeing Pedro stand up to leave, Theo quickly stopped him. "Grandpa, since you're here, stay a bit longer. There are a few documents I don't quite understand. Could you help me out?"Pedro sat back down on the sofa upon noticing Theo's serious expression. "Bring them over."…An hour later, Pedro's face turned beet red with anger as he glared at Theo. "You're a complete failure! I regret handing the company to you. I might as well have given it to Jane!"Although Jane lacked boldness, at least she wouldn't make these rookie mistakes like Theo.Theo's face darkened. "Grandpa, how long has Jane been with the company, and how long have I been here? Isn't it normal
Pedro's expression changed slightly, and he instructed, "I'm on my way. Have the tech department fix it right away!"…By the time Pedro reached the company, more than an hour had passed.Theo sat in his office, fuming, demanding that the tech department resolve the issue within the next half hour.His secretary, visibly trembling, turned to leave but stopped to greet Pedro as he arrived. "Mr. Wilkie, you're here."Pedro nodded. "Get back to work."Once the secretary left, Pedro entered the office and shut the door behind him. "What's going on? It's just a firewall, and it still hasn't been fixed?"Theo's face remained furious. "Ugh, they're all useless—getting paid so much but can't do anything when it matters!"Pedro sat down on the sofa, his face hardening. "If it's not fixed in another half hour, I'll handle it myself."Theo sat across from him, scratching his head in frustration. "What can you do? I don't get it. The firewall was fine before, but now it's under attack out
Drake's smile deepened. "It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that I can help both you and the Wilkie Group.""I asked, why should I trust you?" Pedro repeated."I can invest 10,000,000 dollars into the Wilkie Group right now, no strings attached," Drake said, pulling out his phone and making a call. "Transfer 10,000,000 to the Wilkie Group immediately."Not even 20 seconds after ending the call, Pedro's phone rang."Grandpa, someone just transferred 10,000,000 dollars into the Wilkie Group's account!" Theo exclaimed.Pedro's expression shifted, his voice steady yet wary. "Do not touch that money. Wait for my instructions.""Understood," Theo replied.Hanging up the phone, Pedro glanced at Drake. "Come inside. We'll talk."Inside the study, Pedro closed the door and turned to face Drake. "I believe you're capable of helping me deal with Damon. But I need to know—why are you going after him? Otherwise, I can't trust you."If this man were a plant sent by Damon to trap hi
"You're saying... we should team up with other companies to go against Prospectus Technology?" Theo asked.He frowned as he looked at Pedro. "But Prospectus Technology helped the Wilkie Group before. If we turn around and attack them now, won't people think we're ungrateful?"Pedro let out a cold laugh. "I gave Damon a chance—he chose not to take it. If that's the case, I have no choice but to be ruthless. The Wilkie Group must reclaim that 10% stake!"The thought of that stake being in Damon's hands felt like a sword hanging over Pedro's head, keeping him awake night after night.Initially, he had offered to buy back the shares, but Damon had refused, driven by greed."But—" Theo began."No buts! Do you want the Wilkie Group to end up under the name 'Sumner'?" Pedro leered at Theo, his face contorted with fury.Theo quickly said, "Grandpa, of course, I don't want that. But the Wilkie Group has just stabilized. If we rush into alliances with other companies, it may create future
"Rain boots?" Damon guessed."No," Nyla replied curtly."Galoshes?" Damon tried again.Nyla didn't bother responding."Knee-high socks?" Damon ventured."No! They're torn socks! Didn't you see the little ripped parts I drew?" Nyla cried."I thought those were just wear and tear," Damon reasoned.For a moment, Nyla doubted her artistic ability. Was she really that bad at drawing?"Damon, be honest with me. Are my drawings really that abstract?" she asked.Damon hesitated, choosing his words carefully. "Not exactly. Some words are just harder to draw. Maybe try simpler ones next time."Mason, unbothered, chimed in, "Daddy, stop sugarcoating it. Her drawings are abstract."Damon glared at him. "Be quiet."Mason crossed his arms. "Fine. But I'm definitely not playing Pictionary with Mommy again!""Then I'll play with her!" Damon countered.Mason and Nyla were both speechless.Truthfully, Nyla didn't want to play this game anymore, either. She quickly said, "Alright, it's get
Damon let out a chuckle, his expression full of mockery. "A better life? Then where were you when the Jaystons went bankrupt? Why didn't you take her to Meristate to live this so-called better life then?"Let's not pretend—your real reason for coming back is obvious. No need to spout these hypocritical lies."The other end of the call fell silent.Alexander hadn't expected Damon to uncover his real reason for his arrival to Saintornia so quickly.After a long pause, he finally spoke. "Even if my motives aren't entirely pure, taking her and Buddy to Meristate would undeniably offer them a better life, wouldn't it?""A better life? Or a life of constant fear? I won't let her become a pawn in your family's power struggles. If you want to take her and Buddy, you'll have to go through me first," Damon gritted through his teeth."If she comes to Meristate with me, she'll have a strong chance of inheriting the Nixon fortune. Mr. Sumner, you haven't even asked Nyla how she feels—how do y
Nyla knew she wasn't some extraordinary beauty, and she had a child.Yet, as she thought about Drake's previous investigations into her and his ties to the Nixons, her brow furrowed. A fleeting thought crossed her mind, but it vanished before she could grasp it."Nyla, how about I ask Tom about this another day?" Valarie suggested.Although Nyla didn't want anything more to do with Tom, she couldn't bring herself to care when it came to Nyla."No need," Nyla replied. "Didn't you say Damon was the one who saved you yesterday? He might know. I'll ask him.""That works," Valarie said.Afterward, Nyla lost her appetite and barely ate before parting ways with Valarie and heading to Prospectus Technology.…When Spencer saw her, he looked visibly surprised. "Ms. Kinsey, what brings you here? Mr. Sumner is in a meeting right now, but you can wait for him in his office.""Alright." She nodded and entered Damon's office. She hadn't been seated long when he returned."Nyla, what are yo
Nyla looked at Theo with confusion. "Mr. Wilkie, we're not close, and I don't think I can help you with anything.""Ms. Kinsey, you're the only one who can help me." Theo gazed at her intently, speaking slowly. "Before Jane went abroad, she sold her 10% stake in the Wilkie Group to Mr. Sumner for a low price of 7,000,000 dollars."Now, I want to buy those shares back from him. Could you help me by talking to him? I'm willing to pay 30,000,000 dollars for the shares."His expression was earnest, but Nyla frowned. "I don't understand business matters, and I don't have the power to intervene. You should discuss this with Damon."Theo sighed deeply."My grandfather has already met with Mr. Sumner. He wants us to buy the shares back at market price, but the Wilkie Group nearly went bankrupt recently."We're just starting to recover and don't have that kind of money. That's why I'm asking you to help us plead with Mr. Sumner."If you're willing to help, Ms. Kinsey, I'm prepared to tra
Nyla turned on her heel and walked out.If Emerald had genuinely been unable to see her because of some life-threatening circumstances, Nyla could have understood.But judging by the photo, it was clear that Emerald had been living a good life.For Alexander to claim that Emerald "missed her" felt like a cruel joke. That supposed longing wasn't even worth the price of a plane ticket.Back in her car, Nyla sat quietly, forcing herself to calm down before starting the engine and driving away.Not long after she left, Alexander pulled out his phone and made a call.There was a note of helplessness in his voice as he spoke. "Aunt Emerald, Nyla seems very resistant to the idea of going to Meristate."A cold, distant female voice answered on the other end. "No matter what it takes, you must bring her back.""I understand," Alexander replied with a sigh. "But you've really given me quite the challenge this time.""I'm busy. Figure it out yourself," the voice snapped before promptly h