As soon as Nyla entered the villa, she saw Damon and Mason sitting on the living room floor, playing with building blocks.Mason was quick, but Damon was even faster and wasn't going easy on his son. While Mason was only halfway done, Damon had already finished."I win," Damon declared, his expression calm and tone flat.However, if one looked closely, they might catch a hint of amusement in his eyes.Mason pouted but said nothing.Playing games with his father was no fun—he hadn't won a single round tonight. He sniffled, thinking it would be more enjoyable to play with his mother.Noticing that Mason seemed upset, Damon raised an eyebrow and said, "You'll need a lot more practice if you want to beat me.""Fine…" Mason replied reluctantly.Suddenly, a soft laugh came from nearby.Mason and Damon both turned to see Nyla standing by the sofa, smiling warmly at them.She wore a gray trench coat over a cream V-neck sweater and light jeans, paired with classic round-toed loafers.
Damon turned back to Nyla and said, "I'll walk you upstairs."Nyla shook her head. "No need, it's already late. You should head back. Thanks for bringing us home."With that, she stepped out of the car, carrying Mason.Damon handed her the car keys, saying, "If anything comes up, feel free to reach out."Nyla paused. That strange feeling she'd had at the hospital resurfaced. She vividly remembered how Damon's attitude toward her had shifted since he'd woken up.It made her suspicious—could Damon have regained his memory?Despite her suspicions, this wasn't the time to test him. She took the keys and nodded. "Okay, Mr. Sumner. Thank you for tonight."Damon didn't say anything more. He watched as Nyla and Mason disappeared into the stairwell before driving away.…In the following days, after Nyla coordinated with Leon and Ruby, they began working on their project in Prospectus Technology's lab.The project was a collaboration with Prospectus Technology's team to develop a trea
It wasn't that Leon didn't want to work with Nyla—he was just annoyed by Brody's attitude. Why should he give in to Brody? Who did Brody think he was?As the workday was ending, Nyla asked Leon to wait for her after they finished, saying she had something to discuss.Throughout the day, Ruby had become friendly with Tina, and they left together like old friends.Leon waited in the lab for a while before Nyla approached him with her car keys, asking him to come along.Once they were in the car, she turned to him and asked, "What do you want for dinner? Pick a place. It's on me."Leon frowned. "Nyla, if you're trying to apologize for today, there's no need. I was planning to join the experiment team anyway. I just didn't like Brody's attitude, but I understand why you did what you did."If she hadn't stopped him earlier, he and Brody might have ended up fighting."It's not an apology—just a way to make up for the frustration you felt today," Nyla explained."Alright, then I won't
When Nyla saw the name "Oliver" flashing on her screen, she smiled and answered the call. "What's up?""Nyla, I have two tickets to an auction. Would you like to go with me? I heard there will be some beautiful jewelry on display, and I thought you might be interested," Oliver invited.Nyla raised an eyebrow, surprised that he had asked her to an auction."When is it?" she inquired."Tomorrow night," Oliver replied.Nyla thought for a moment. She didn't have any plans for the evening, so she agreed, "Sure, you can pick me up tomorrow."After ending the call with Oliver, she set her phone down and noticed Leon looking at her with a mischievous grin."Nyla, you look so happy. Was that your boyfriend on the other end?" he asked.Nyla smiled and openly admitted, "Yep. Jealous?"Leon, who had been single forever, always made it his birthday wish to find a partner.Unfortunately, since he practically lived in the lab, he had little chance to meet women. The female lab mates weren't
"Okay," Nyla answered.After seeing Oliver off, she bathed Mason and put him to bed.Hesitating for a moment, she texted Damon to ask if he was free the next night, as she planned to drop Mason off.Damon responded quickly.Damon: [I'm free. What's up?]Nyla: [I'm going to an auction tomorrow night, and I might be back late. Buddy should be asleep by then, and I don't want him to be scared if he's alone at home.]Damon was typing for several minutes before his reply came through.Damon: [Okay. I have to attend the same auction, but Lydia can put Buddy to bed.]Nyla hadn't expected him to be going too, but Lydia was a better choice than the new nanny.Nyla: [Alright.]Damon didn't reply after that, so Nyla put her phone away and went to shower and sleep.…After exiting the texting app, Damon called Spencer from his study. His voice was cold as he instructed, "Get me a ticket for tomorrow night's auction."Spencer sounded surprised. "But Mr. Sumner, you said you weren't int
Oliver stopped and looked at Nyla, his gaze a little dimmed.After a few seconds, he sighed. "Nyla, I shouldn't have gotten angry with you... I'm sorry."He had been upset about her arriving with Damon, but most of his anger had melted away the moment she held his hand.Nyla gazed at him and said softly, "It was my fault. You have every right to be upset. I didn't consider your feelings."Since she had agreed to be with Oliver, she knew she should keep her distance from other men, especially since she and Damon shared a past. It was only natural for Oliver to feel uneasy about their interactions.Oliver's gaze softened. "It's just a small matter. Let's move on. Shall we head inside?""Okay," Nyla replied.As they entered the auction venue, Nyla finally felt the intense gaze on her back fade away.Valarie, who was also attending the auction, saw Nyla and immediately approached her with a smile. "Nyla, you're here too!"Nyla was pleasantly surprised to see her. "Yes, it's been s
Nyla hadn't expected Damon to force Rebecca to marry Nathaniel."After everything she put you through, you don't want to get back at her?" Valarie asked.If it were five years ago, Nyla might have sought revenge.Since having Mason, her only goal had been to work hard and provide a happy, carefree life for him. Other matters simply didn't hold the same significance anymore."Didn't you say she married Nathaniel and suffers frequent abuse? That sounds like retribution to me," Nyla replied.Valarie pouted and scoffed. "You might be able to let it go, but I can't. She's been hiding for years, so I haven't had a chance to deal with her. Now that she's finally out in public, I definitely have to teach her a lesson."Nyla frowned. "Valarie, I know you're trying to stand up for me, but it's not worth it. You said she's with that Mr. Nuttall, right? Don't go offending others because of me.""Don't worry. I know what I'm doing," Valarie assured her.Realizing that Valarie wouldn't liste
Rebecca bit her lip, a hint of panic flashing in her eyes.If Valarie didn't raise the bid again, she wouldn't have the money to pay. Yet, judging by Valarie's earlier behavior, it was clear that she was doing this on purpose and wouldn't bid any higher."20,000,000 dollars, going twice!" the auctioneer called again.No one else raised their paddles.The jewelry set was made of ordinary emeralds—though it had a nice design, it held no real collectible value. Only a fool would pay 20,000,000 dollars for it, let alone raise the bid further.Orlando gritted his teeth. "Didn't you say Valarie would raise the bid again?"Facing Orlando's angry gaze, Rebecca bit her lip, her eyes welling with tears. "Mr. Nuttall, I'm sorry. I was wrong…""I only agreed to give you 15,000,000 dollars, no more. Figure out the remaining 5,000,000 dollars yourself!" Orlando snapped.He wasn't stupid. He could tell Rebecca had been deliberately trying to outbid Valarie earlier.At that moment, he regrett
Valarie froze, staring in disbelief. "You think I don't see us as equals? If that were true, I wouldn't have come here to apologize. I'd be waiting for you to apologize to me instead!"She had rushed over right after work to make things right, only to be met with suspicion. The injustice of it stung."If you really understood you were wrong, you'd accept that my feelings don't just vanish the moment you say 'sorry.' I'm human, not a machine. Your apology doesn't erase everything," Brandon retorted."When I met Michelle before—without you knowing, but with others around—you wanted to break up. Now you've secretly met Stefan and even went to see him after knowing he kidnapped you. What do you take me for? How important is he to you?"Valarie stepped back at the anger in his voice. "So what now? You won't accept my apology, and you want to break up?"Brandon took a deep breath, his gaze lowering. "Let's take a few days to cool off. No contact for now."Valarie nodded. "Fine. Whateve
Valarie sighed. "Fine. I'll think of something...""Good. I have to be up early tomorrow, so I'll talk to you later. Goodnight," Nyla said.After hanging up, Valarie stared at her phone for a while before opening her chat with Brandon. She started typing but couldn't bring herself to send anything.Forget it. He was still mad. She'd deal with it tomorrow.Setting her phone down, she got up to take a shower.…When Valarie woke up the next morning, the first thing she did was check her phone.Nothing. Not a single message.Brandon would always text her "good morning" first thing every day.But today? Silence.He was probably still mad.Pushing aside her disappointment, she got up, showered, dressed, and headed to work.She had meant to apologize last night, but for some reason, it felt even harder today.The entire day, she found herself distracted. Every time her phone buzzed, she snatched it up, hoping it was Brandon—only to feel disappointed when it wasn't.By the end o
"If you really didn't want any misunderstandings between us, you wouldn't have met him today, especially behind my back," Brandon said coldly.Seeing the anger in his eyes, Valarie nodded. "I admit I should've told you. But he invited me to dinner to thank me for covering his mother's medical bills. He even suggested I bring you along, but you were out of town for work, so I didn't mention it."Brandon let out a sharp laugh. "Was it because I was away, or did you never plan to tell me in the first place?"Valarie frowned. "Do you have to twist my words like that? You were on a business trip. If I told you, you'd just overthink it. That's why I kept quiet.""So I should be grateful you were looking out for me, is that it?" Brandon shot back."If you're going to keep talking to me like this, there's no point in continuing this conversation. Ron, stop at the next intersection. I'll take a cab home," Valarie said.Ron Gibson, the driver, hesitated and glanced at Brandon. "Mr. Sumner…
"It's true, Ms. Weir. Let's proceed with your statement first," the police officer said.Valarie had little to say. She had passed out so quickly that she couldn't remember anything afterward. The police officers only asked about her meeting with Stefan.During the questioning, Valarie learned the truth—Stefan had invited her out with the intent to kidnap her, and he had gone through with it.Once they finished, the police officer said, "Thank you for your cooperation, Ms. Weir. You're free to go now. Please stay home and wait for further updates."Valarie nodded. "Alright, thank you."As she stepped out of the interrogation room, Brandon was waiting. "Valarie, let's go home."She turned to him. "Brandon, I want to see Stefan."She needed to understand why he had kidnapped her and why he had called the police afterward.Brandon frowned. "You should already know that he and Michelle are half-siblings. He approached you with an agenda from the start. What's the point of seeing hi
Just as the bodyguard was only a few steps away from Stefan, he let out a cold laugh. "Take one more step, and I'll slit her throat right now."The bodyguard froze, hesitating.Michelle's sharp voice echoed. "Don't come any closer! Get away!"She had just felt the blade press harder against her neck.Stefan was a lunatic—he'd actually do it!The more she thought about it, the more terrified she became.Right then, the distant wail of police sirens cut through the night, growing louder as they approached.A flicker of relief flashed in Michelle's eyes. Her bodyguards must have secretly called the police.She was safe!Within moments, five police cars pulled up, surrounding them as a dozen police officers stepped out.Seeing the police, Stefan lowered the knife.Michelle seized the moment and bolted toward the police officers. "Officers, arrest him! He held me at knifepoint! He was going to kill me!"She was still catching her breath when one of the police officers turned to
Stefan let out a cold laugh. "Cover the expenses? Or use my mom as leverage to control me? You already know the answer."Michelle chuckled. "If you don't appreciate my kindness, fine. Transfer her wherever you want. But don't expect a single cent from the Snowdens.""Oh, you'll pay," Stefan said."What?" Michelle frowned, about to speak, when she suddenly felt a blade press against her neck.Her expression shifted instantly. "Stefan, are you insane? One phone call, and your mom will be dead in minutes!"Stefan nodded and smiled. "I believe you. But I just realized something... The Snowdens only have one successor—you. If you die, who do you think will inherit everything?""You're dreaming! If you dare lay a hand on me, my dad will make sure you suffer!" Michelle shouted."That's not your concern," Stefan said.Upon seeing the cold intent in his eyes, a wave of fear finally surged through Michelle.She forced herself to stay calm and locked eyes with him. "What do you want? You
"I'm not doing anything special. What's up? Aren't you supposed to be in a business meeting? How do you have time to call me?" Valarie asked.Brandon replied, "It's all taken care of. My flight is tonight. Want to meet up?"Valarie raised an eyebrow. "What time will you be back in Saintornia?""A little after 11:00 p.m.," Brandon answered.Valarie shook her head. "That's too late. You've been on a business trip for almost a week. You should just go home and rest."Brandon chuckled. "But I really want to see you. How about this? I'll have my driver stop by your place. We can see each other briefly, and then I'll head home. Sound good?"Valarie considered it. His route home would pass by her neighborhood anyway. "Alright. Just call me when you're close. I'm about to have dinner, so I'll talk to you later. Bye.""Okay," Brandon replied.After hanging up, Valarie entered the restaurant.Stefan had reserved a private dining room, and by the time she arrived, he was already inside.
Michelle hung up after delivering her threat.Stefan stood frozen, his body tense with despair.No matter what he did, it seemed he could never truly escape the Snowdens.If it weren't for them, he wouldn't be able to pay for his mother's treatment. Yet, they were the people he hated most. He despised them.He also despised his mother, Lily. If she had never given birth to him, he wouldn't be trapped in this nightmare, stuck in the mud with no way out.And yet… she was the only person who had ever shown him kindness.That fragile thread of family—thin and fraying—still tugged at his heart, holding him back. Even though it hurt, he couldn't bring himself to sever it.…Valarie had just returned home when her mother called her over. She changed into her house slippers and sat beside her."Valarie, when are you and Brandon getting married?" Phoebe asked.Valarie frowned. "Mom, we haven't even discussed that yet.""You're not getting any younger." Phoebe huffed. "You rejected every guy we
The two of them were eight years apart, with different interests and personalities.Some of Stefan's behavior struck Valarie as incredibly immature. But more importantly, she had never seen him in a romantic light.To her, he was more like a younger brother—someone she felt protective of, but not someone she could ever like that way.He should be dating girls his own age, and she should get back to living her own life.With that thought, Valarie accepted the money.Valarie: [Thank you for everything these past few weeks. And… I'm sorry about today.]…Stefan stared at the message on his screen in a quiet park, his lips curling into a mocking smile.Just as Brandon had said—Valarie had only been using him as a distraction. Now that she was back with Brandon, she'd discarded him without hesitation.Taking a deep breath, he deleted the chat and didn't reply.They had always been from different worlds. Now, things were simply returning to how they had been before.Still, he coul