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
Cyrus and Cindy arrived at Damon's villa, only to be stopped at the door. They tried to force their way in, but the bodyguards pushed them to the ground."Please leave immediately, or I'll call the police," one of them warned.Earlier, Damon had instructed that Cyrus and Cindy were not to be let in if they arrived.Cyrus turned livid. "How dare you stop me! Do you know who I am? I'm Damon's older brother!"The bodyguard remained expressionless. "Sorry, but Mr. Sumner has ordered that you cannot enter. Even if you are Mr. Sumner's father, I only follow Mr. Sumner's orders. If you want to get in, you'll need to contact him and have him give the go-ahead.""Fine! Just wait!" Cyrus snapped before stepping aside to dial Damon's number.It connected, but no one apoke.Beside him, Cindy was frantic, repeatedly asking if he had reached Damon. Her incessant questions only added to Cyrus's agitation.Finally, in a fit of rage, he slammed his phone to the ground and yelled, "You call him
Mockery flashed in Nyla's eyes. "You call being in his 30s young? That's more like being a man-child."If it weren't for Cindy constantly cleaning up Clark's mess, he wouldn't have become increasingly reckless, ultimately resorting to kidnapping others.Cindy continued to plead, "Ms. Kinsey… if you could just let Clark go—"Nyla interrupted her, "I won't let him off. He's currently in police custody, and kidnapping is a criminal offense that can't be dismissed.""All you have to do is write a forgiveness letter, and the judge will definitely show leniency," Cindy insisted."Would you offer that to someone who tried to kill Clark?" Nyla retorted.Cindy froze.After several seconds, she mumbled, "But… you two were once in love and married for a few years… Why act so ruthlessly? He just made a momentary mistake…""Save that for the police. Let's see if they'll believe you," Nyla said, turning away as she left.Cindy wanted to chase after her, but Cyrus stopped her. "It's pointles
Soon, Nyla noticed a person wearing a baseball cap and a mask, both items obscuring their face. The individual left a bouquet of roses at her doorstep and walked away.Nyla frowned and called Oliver, asking if he had sent her the flowers.His voice came through with a hint of laughter. "I've been busy with a merger lately. Looks like I have a rival."Nyla couldn't help but chuckle. "Rival? It might just be a prank.""I'm starting to feel the pressure," Oliver teased."Well, if you're feeling pressured, you should come over for dinner tonight. Buddy and I miss you," Nyla invited."From now on, you should split that last sentence into two," Oliver suggested.Nyla paused, then raised an eyebrow. "Okay, I miss you, and Buddy misses you too."There was silence on the line for a few seconds before Oliver's deep voice replied, "Alright, I'll be there at 6:30 p.m."After hanging up, Nyla's smile gradually faded. If it wasn't Oliver who had sent the flowers, then who was it? Or had the
Nyla was silent momentarily before saying softly, "Mr. Sumner, I need some time to think about this. I'll contact you once I've made a decision."After hanging up, she let out a soft sigh, her expression complex.Mason's safety was very important, but she didn't want to have any more interactions with Damon. Ever since the kidnapping incident, she had found it difficult to feel calm whenever she thought of him.She decided the best course of action was to distance herself from him.After pondering for a while, Nyla made up her mind.…In the evening, Oliver arrived just as she finished cooking."I could smell the ribs as soon as I stepped out of the elevator! Have you ever thought about opening a restaurant?" Oliver asked.Nyla smiled at him, raising an eyebrow. "With a way of talking like that, I should reward you by making sure you finish all the ribs without leaving a bite."Oliver nodded. "Deal!" Hearing the voices, Mason ran out of his room. When he saw Oliver, he immed