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
"Thank you, Daddy!" Mason exclaimed.Damon's gaze shifted from Mason to Nyla, and a complex emotion flickered in his eyes before settling back into calmness."Ms. Kinsey, how's your recovery going?" he asked.Caught off guard by Damon's cool stare, Nyla hesitated.For a brief moment, she felt as though he might have regained his memory, but she quickly pushed that thought aside."Mr. Sumner, I'm doing much better now. I've already arranged for my discharge. I truly appreciate what you did for me that day. If it weren't for you, I might not be here anymore," she said gratefully.She had never expected Damon to risk his own life to protect her, and the memory of him throwing himself toward her still stirred her heart.Damon lowered his gaze and replied indifferently, "You are the most important person in Buddy's life. I just didn't want him to be sad."Nyla paused but nodded. "Regardless, I'm very grateful. If you don't mind, I'd like to come and take care of you until you're dis
Damon looked up at Cindy, his eyes frosty. "If you want to call the police, go ahead. But I can guarantee that your son will soon be busy working behind bars."Cindy froze, then sneered. "What nonsense are you talking about? You're the one who should be locked up!"Behind her, Cyrus' expression changed. He knew Damon's character—if he didn't have solid proof, he wouldn't make such definitive statements.Something must have happened during Clark's disappearance. Otherwise, Damon wouldn't have randomly locked him up.Cyrus quickly pulled Cindy behind him and whispered, "Be quiet for now!"Indignant, Cindy still kept her mouth shut at Cyrus' urging."Damon, you're Clark's elder. If he did something wrong, you can punish him however you like to teach him a lesson. But keeping him locked up indefinitely doesn't seem right, does it?" Cyrus probed.Damon's icy gaze shifted to Cyrus' fawning face.He spoke slowly. "Clark kidnapped Nyla and my son, Buddy. He then used Buddy to demand 15
Damon looked down at Cyrus and spoke slowly. "Cyrus, you were the one who found the doctor to hypnotize me five years ago, weren't you?"Cyrus stiffened, disbelief flooding his face as he met Damon's gaze. He looked shocked and fearful as he stuttered, "Y-You… regained your memory?"How could this be possible? Maverick Herbert had left the day after Damon rejected Richard. How could Damon have found him?Even if he had, there was no way Maverick could have restored Damon's memory…"I have to thank my dear nephew for that. If he hadn't sent someone to kidnap Nyla, I wouldn't have fallen from the mountain trying to save her and hit my head, triggering all my memories," Damon said.His expression was calm, but Cyrus could sense the tumultuous emotions swirling beneath that calm facade.He gritted his teeth. "Yes… I did find the doctor who hypnotized you, but I did it for your own good…""For my own good?" Damon chuckled softly, but the smile sent chills down Cyrus' spine."Do you
Cindy's lips quivered as she opened her mouth, but she couldn't utter a single word.She hadn't expected Damon to install surveillance cameras in the Sumner residence's living room. Even if she had known, her hatred for him might have driven her to blurt it out intentionally."Damon, everything that's gone wrong is my and Cyrus' fault. We didn't raise Clark properly. If you want revenge, come after us. Please, spare Clark!" Cindy begged.Damon showed no reaction to her pleas, merely saying, "I need to rest. Leave the room within a minute."Cindy and Cyrus froze. They exchanged glances, realizing this was their only chance to save Clark.Cyrus struggled to stand up and addressed Damon, "I have over a million dollars left. I'll give you all of it. I'll persuade Dad to hand over the Sumner Group to you, as long as you let Clark go."Damon remained indifferent, a hint of impatience flickering in his eyes. "Do you really think you have the right to negotiate with me? Those things mean
If Rebecca didn't agree, Nathaniel would simply drug her and send her over.She had tried to escape before, but each time, he had caught her and responded with brutal beatings. After enduring this repeatedly, she gradually became numb to it.She had never imagined that the man who once claimed to love her, who promised never to let her get hurt, would transform into the monster he was now.Over the past five years, she finally understood why Damon hadn't harmed her when he discovered she was responsible for Nyla's fall into the sea. Instead, he had forced her to marry Nathaniel.He truly was ruthless!Rebecca had thought she would be tormented by Nathaniel until her death. She had never expected that Nyla was still alive—not only alive but also the mother of Damon's child!All the built-up resentment and anger over the years surged within her like a tidal wave, nearly drowning her.The remote control smashed against the television screen, creating a spider web of cracks.…Whe
Cindy was so agitated that her words were incredibly harsh as if she were finally releasing all the pent-up emotions of the past few years.Richard was so furious that his face turned purple. He trembled as he pointed at her before collapsing.The maid was taken aback and hurriedly called for a doctor, also contacting Brandon.With Clark missing, Damon unlikely to come, and neither Cyrus nor Cindy attending to Richard, there was no choice but to summon Brandon.…When Brandon arrived, Richard was still in surgery.Cyrus and Cindy were there, their grim expressions revealing little emotion.He greeted them briefly and then turned to the maid. "What happened? Why did Grandpa suddenly faint again?"The maid glanced nervously at Cyrus and Cindy, hesitating to speak.It was easy to infer that Richard's collapse was somehow related to them.Brandon turned to Cyrus. "Uncle Cyrus, what's going on? What did you do to Grandpa?"Cyrus remained silent, his gaze dark. When Richard had
Brandon looked at him coldly. "Even if Grandpa wakes up, he probably won't want to see you.""You have no right to interfere!" Cyrus snapped.Brandon remained silent, scoffing as he turned to leave.Cyrus and Cindy followed him, standing resolutely by the hospital room door and refusing to budge. They even had their meals brought to them.…A few hours after Richard returned to the hospital room, he finally woke up.Cyrus and Cindy quickly surrounded his bedside. "Dad, you're finally awake!"Seeing their enlarged faces, Richard nearly passed out from anger again. "G-Get out... You... get out!"His face was pale, and his words emerged as whispers, lacking any authority due to his weakness."Dad, the doctor said you need to rest and can't get angry anymore. It was all our fault earlier. I promise we won't upset you again," Cyrus pleaded.Realizing he couldn't rid himself of them, Richard simply closed his eyes and pretended he hadn’t heard anything.A cold glint flashed in Cyr