Seeing the hostility in Damon's eyes, Oliver let out a light laugh. "Mr. Sumner, I don't mean to offend. I've watched Buddy grow up, so protecting him is my responsibility."Damon's expression remained cold. "I can protect my own son."After saying that, he turned to Nyla, his face impassive. "If you move in with Mr. Raynor, then Buddy can move back to the villa. If you and Buddy continue living here, I will send more people to protect you both. I won't allow anyone to take advantage of the situation."Noticing the heavy atmosphere, Mason fell silent, lowering his head and softening his breath.Nyla pressed her lips together.After a long moment, she finally said, "I understand. Buddy and I will continue living here."A bit of the frost in Damon's gaze melted away as he put Mason down and stood up. "It's getting late. I won't disturb you any longer."After saying goodbye to Mason, he turned and left.Oliver stood up and said softly, "Nyla, I have a meeting tomorrow morning, so
The next few days passed uneventfully, and Nyla's tension eased a little.Just after she and Mason finished dinner on Friday night, she suddenly received a call from Brandon."Aunt Nyla, can you bring Buddy to the hospital right now?" Brandon asked.Nyla paused for a moment before speaking. "What happened?"She wasn't particularly close with Brandon, so why would he suddenly ask her to come to the hospital? Could something have happened to Damon?The thought made her heart skip a beat, and her face paled."My grandfather passed away late last night. The lawyer came today to read the will, and he said both you and Buddy need to be present," Brandon explained.Nyla was shocked. She hadn't expected Richard to pass away so suddenly.She asked again, "Didn't he seem to be in good health not long ago?"Brandon sighed and spoke softly. "I'm not sure either. The doctor did say he was gradually recovering, but last night, he suddenly…"Anyway, let's not dwell on that now. If you're av
"Third, to my eldest son, Cyrus Sumner, I leave the legacy of my own selfishness and cold-heartedness, hoping he will make good use of these traits and find them beneficial."Fourth, to my youngest son, Damon Sumner, I leave only two words—Suit yourself."This will reflects my true intentions and has been notarized, giving it legal validity."Signed and stamped by Richard Sumner, dated August 19, 2024."As soon as Parker finished, Cyrus jumped up, his face red with rage."I don't accept this will!" he yelled. "There's no way my father would do this! He wouldn't leave me without a single penny!"Parker looked at him calmly. "Mr. Cyrus, this will has already been notarized. If you don't believe it, you're welcome to investigate. There are records on file.""No! This isn't fair! I won't accept this will! It's unfair, and I refuse to acknowledge it!" Cyrus cried.Furious, he turned to Anne, whose expression mirrored his displeasure."Anne, do you really think this will is real? Da
Brandon glared at her coldly. "I dull in comparison to you, Aunt Anne—ignoring Grandpa when he was sick and still managing to pocket 300,000 dollars from his inheritance.""300,000 dollars!" Anne sneered. "What can 300,000 dollars even do?!""If you keep gambling like before, it might not last even a month. But if you're frugal, it may sustain you for a few years," Brandon countered.Anne was so angry she almost spat blood.Her hatred for Richard deepened. All that money and property were left to Nyla's bastard child—wasn't that basically the same as giving it directly to Nyla?The more Anne thought about it, the angrier she became.She turned to Nyla, who had been silent, and questioned, "Nyla, do you really have the nerve to accept that money and those properties?"Nyla hadn't been interested in Richard's inheritance at all, but Anne's accusatory tone made her uncomfortable.Raising her eyebrows, she smirked. "Since your father left it to Buddy, why wouldn't I accept it? Did
Brandon instinctively turned to Damon.Seeing that Damon showed no reaction, he couldn't help but clench his jaw. "Uncle Damon, is what Uncle Cyrus saying true?""It is," Damon confirmed.Brandon's eyes widened as he struggled to process the news. Damon wasn't part of the Sumners!Cyrus laughed coldly. "As long as you admit it, Damon, then you, Nyla, and Mason have no right to Dad's inheritance."Meeting Cyrus' mocking gaze, Damon remained indifferent. "The will is valid. Whether or not I'm part of the Sumners is irrelevant.""You!" Cyrus shifted his approach after his previous tactic failed. "You already have Prospectus Technology. Why fight us over a small inheritance?""I built Prospectus Technology without a single cent from the Sumners. And who wouldn't want more money?" Damon retorted."Well, I won't recognize this will! I'll see you in court!" Cyrus huffed.Damon looked at him nonchalantly. "I'm afraid you won't get the chance to sue me. After all, you're the one who ki
The scene quickly descended into chaos.Nyla immediately pulled Mason behind her, ensuring that Cyrus and Anne wouldn't accidentally harm him.Damon stepped closer to her, speaking in a low voice. "You and Buddy stand behind me.""Okay," Nyla replied.Brandon watched Anne and Cyrus fight with a look of disappointment.They were family, yet they were squabbling over money. To think that Cyrus would kill his own father for it—it was despicable.Parker, who had been stunned into silence, now looked at the scene with disbelief. He frowned, wondering if he knew too much now.He was only there to read a will, yet he had just discovered that Damon wasn't even a Sumner and that Richard had been killed by his own son, Cyrus...The hospital room door opened, and two police officers walked in. They were momentarily taken aback by the chaotic scene but quickly stepped forward to separate Cyrus and Anne.Once Cyrus and Anne had calmed down, one of the officers turned to Cyrus and said, "Mr
After ensuring everything was settled, Parker left.Nyla glanced at Brandon, who had remained silent since the start of the altercation.Guessing he probably had something to discuss with Damon, she decided it was best to give them some privacy and took Mason out of the room.Once the door closed, Brandon finally spoke to Damon. "Uncle Damon, when did you find out that you're not a Sumner?""A short while ago," Damon answered indifferently. "But don't worry. I have no intention of competing with you for control of the Sumner Group."He had never been interested in running the company and had been grooming Brandon to take the reins for years. Now that Brandon was capable, he was ready to step back.Brandon frowned and replied, "You know that's not what I meant. If you wanted the company, I'd hand it over to you in a heartbeat. After all, we both know the company has a better future with you in charge than with me. It's just… hard for me to accept that you're not really my uncle."
Hearing the hesitation in Caroline's voice, Nyla pressed her lips together, understanding her meaning."Don't worry, Caroline, I won't let personal feelings affect my work. Plus, Mr. Sumner is the CEO of Prospectus Technology. He won't have the time to worry about a small project," she replied.Caroline sighed in relief but added, "Nyla, if you feel pressured, I'll talk to the professor.""It's fine. I don't have anything else going on in Saintornia right now, so I might as well finish this project before heading back," Nyla reassured her.Seeing her insist, Caroline decided not to push further and said quietly, "Alright, I'll send you the project details in a bit. Leon and Ruby will come to Saintornia in a couple of days to assist you.""Okay, got it," Nyla answered.After ending the call, she quickly received the project documents from Caroline.When she opened them, her feelings grew complicated—she hadn't expected to have the opportunity to work with Prospectus Technology ag
"That's more like it," Valarie chirped.Nyla couldn't help but say, "Valarie, stop bullying Brandon all the time."Brandon turned to her and sighed dramatically. "Aunt Nyla, since you mentioned it, I have to say something. You have no idea what I've been through these past six months, I— Ouch!"Before he could finish, Valarie pinched his waist. "What was that? Tell me, Brandon. Have you been unhappy these past six months?""N-No... I've been very happy..." Brandon winced."Have I bullied you then?" Valarie pressed."No..." Brandon murmured.Valarie huffed. "If not, then keep your mouth shut, or Nyla will really think I mistreat you." Brandon gave her a pitiful look, lowering his head like a scolded puppy.Before they married, Valarie had been gentle and beautiful in his eyes. But after marriage, he realized how wrong he had been.Gentle and beautiful? All an illusion.If he stayed out drinking and came home late, he'd have to choose between sleeping on the couch or outside.
Taking Mia to work was exhausting, but every time she smiled at Damon, it made everything worth it."She'll be fine. Didn't you just say she loves us both equally? She'll cry for a bit, but if you stop taking her to the office, she'll get used to being at home," Nyla reasoned.Seeing Nyla's determination, Damon finally relented. "Alright, we'll try it tomorrow. But if she cries too much, you'll have to take her to the office.""Deal!" Nyla said....After getting ready for work the next morning, Damon kissed Mia on the cheek and headed for the door.As soon as he changed his shoes at the entrance, she reached her little arms toward him, asking to be held. She had grown so accustomed to going to the office with him every day that it had become a reflex.Damon glanced at Nyla. "Nyla, maybe today we should—"Nyla interrupted, "Nope. You go to work. And if you're free for lunch, don't bother coming home. If you need to work late, no rush to come back either."Damon chuckled. "You'
"Brandon, from now on, I'm entrusting Valarie to you," Jonathan said. "She's been spoiled by us and can be a little willful at times. I hope you'll be patient with her in your marriage, and I wish you both a lifetime of happiness together."Brandon held Valarie's hand tightly, his expression solemn. "Dad, don't worry. I'll cherish her with all my heart."Jonathan nodded, stepping down from the stage. He discreetly wiped away his tears.After exchanging vows and rings, Valarie and Brandon sealed their love with a kiss, surrounded by cheers and applause.…On the way home from the wedding, Nyla glanced at Damon. "I saw Mr. Weir wipe his tears so many times today. When Bunny gets married, you'll definitely be just like him, sneaking off somewhere to cry."Damon's grip on the steering wheel tightened slightly, his gaze sharpening. "No one will ever be good enough for my daughter. If she never gets married, we'll take care of her for the rest of our lives."Nyla raised an eyebrow and
"Of course! When's the wedding?" Nyla asked.Valarie shook her head. "We haven't decided yet. He'll come to my house in a few days to discuss it with my parents."Nyla raised an eyebrow. "You're about to get really busy. Planning a wedding alone will take a lot of work.""Yeah, I'm already getting a headache just thinking about it," Valarie replied....For the next few months, Valarie was completely consumed by wedding preparations and work, barely having time to catch her breath.The wedding was set for August 8th, leaving them with less than six months to finalize everything.Valarie even traveled abroad several times to meet with designers and ensure her wedding dress was exactly what she wanted.Beyond the dress, she and Brandon spent hours discussing every detail—from the venue to the wedding favors and bouquet choices....After months of nonstop planning, the big day finally arrived.Valarie was already up, getting her hair and makeup done at 2:00 a.m.By the time N
Valarie looked up and saw the approaching glow.When the figure finally stopped in front of her, she realized it was Brandon.Frowning, she asked, "Where did you go? I waited so long for you. And what are you hiding behind your back?"Brandon flipped his phone face-down on the table, revealing the flowers he had hidden. Then he dropped to one knee."Valarie, I had planned a perfect proposal for you, but when you asked earlier about the meaning of wearing a wedding dress, I knew I couldn't wait any longer."Before I met you, my life revolved solely around work. I never paused for anyone—I never cared whether the sun was rising or setting, or if the moon was full or waning. But everything changed after I met you."I began cherishing the thought of greeting you every morning, sharing meals with you, and standing by your side for life."Valarie, I want every morning to begin with us waking up together, and every night to end with us holding each other as we fall asleep."Finally, B
Of course, every time they visited Valarie's home, Phoebe would subtly—or sometimes not so subtly—hint that they should get married.Brandon had always assumed Valarie wasn't interested in marriage since she never responded to those hints. He hadn't considered proposing.But today, seeing her so excited about picking out baby clothes made him start to imagine a future with her—building a family, raising a child.That thought filled his heart with warmth.After more than three hours of shopping, they finally left the mall, their arms full of bags.Once they loaded everything into the car, Valarie turned to Brandon. "I'm starving. Let's grab something to eat."Brandon nodded. "Sure. What are you in the mood for?""I'm not picky. Is there anything good around here? I don't feel like going too far," she replied.Brandon paused, then said, "There's a place with ethnic cuisine nearby. I went there once for a business meeting—it was pretty authentic. Want to give it a try?""Sounds g
Nyla was silent for a moment before nodding. "Alright. If you ever need Damon to help figure out Brandon's thoughts, just let me know.""I will. Don't worry about us, though. You just gave birth. Your main priority should be resting," Valarie said."Okay," Nyla replied.Valarie lingered in the bedroom for a while, but when she saw Nyla looking tired, she stood up and left.Downstairs, only Brandon was in the living room.Valarie walked over to him and asked, "Where's Damon?""He had something to take care of for work, so he went to the study. How's Aunt Nyla?" Brandon asked."She seems to be doing well, and the baby is adorable. Oh, right, I forgot to ask what the baby's name is. I only know her nickname is Bunny," Valarie said.Just thinking about Mia Sumner's cute little face made Valarie smile. She was already looking forward to the day the baby would call her godmother.A flicker of something crossed Brandon's eyes. "You really like kids, huh?""Of course! I've said befor
Once they were in the car, Nyla suddenly recalled Damon's phone call earlier. "By the way, what did Alexander want?"After a brief pause, Damon glanced at her. "He said Ms. Kinsey left you an inheritance and asked when we'd be able to go to Meristate to take care of it."Nyla pressed her lips together before replying, "Call him later and tell him to donate it or keep it for himself. I don't want it.""Alright," Damon replied.When they arrived home, Damon helped Nyla settle onto the couch, placing a pillow behind her back for support. Then, he said seriously, "Nyla, you've been through enough. Let's not have any more kids after this."During her first pregnancy with Mason, Damon hadn't been around, so he hadn't realized how difficult it was for her.Now, experiencing this pregnancy with her, every checkup and blood draw made his heart ache.Once Nyla gave birth, he planned to get a vasectomy. Two kids were enough for them.Nyla shot him a look. "This wasn't exactly planned, was
More than half an hour later, Nyla finally stirred from her nap.When she opened her eyes, she found Damon sitting by her bed, watching her. She froze for a moment, caught off guard.Rubbing her eyes, she realized he was still there and confirmed she wasn't dreaming.She slowly sat up, her voice still heavy with sleep. "Why are you here? Shouldn't you be in your study working?""I missed you, so I came to see you," Damon replied.Nyla narrowed her eyes. "You definitely have something to say if you're here all of a sudden."Damon chuckled, a little helpless. "I guess I can't fool you.""Of course not. I know you too well. Ever since I got pregnant, you've never come to see me like this in the afternoon," Nyla said."Alright. Go freshen up first, and I'll wait for you downstairs," Damon suggested."Okay," Nyla replied.After washing up, she went downstairs and sat beside Damon. "Alright, tell me. What's going on? You're acting all mysterious."Damon hesitated for a moment befo