"Rebecca, do you even know the state of the Preston Group right now? Where am I supposed to find 5,000,000 dollars for you?! Are you trying to bankrupt the company?" Nathaniel growled.Rebecca sneered. "Nathaniel, don't think I don't know how much you've been pocketing from your deals with the Nuttall Group. 5,000,000 dollars might be a bit much for you, but it's not impossible."Nathaniel's anger intensified. "Even if I could afford it, why should I spend that kind of money on a useless piece of junk?!"To him, jewelry that couldn't be immediately cashed in was worthless. He didn't even want to spend 500,000 dollars, let alone 5,000,000 dollars."Mr. Nuttall is only willing to put up 15,000,000 dollars. If you can't cover the remaining 5,000,000, it will ruin our relationship with the Nuttall Group, and any future business between them and the Preston Group will be difficult. Think it over," Rebecca warned before hanging up.After a while, she received a notification that 5,000,0
Nyla quickly stepped back, shaking her head. "I can't accept something so expensive."Oliver paused for a moment before chuckling. "Expensive is relative. This kind of money doesn't mean much to me, and when I saw this jewelry set, I instantly thought of you.""It might not mean much to you, but it's a big deal to me," Nyla replied earnestly.Seeing the seriousness in her eyes, Oliver frowned. "You're my girlfriend. Isn't it normal for me to give you jewelry?"Nyla pressed her lips together, about to speak, when Valarie leaned in and whispered in her ear, "Nyla, so many people are watching. Do you really want to embarrass Oliver like this?"Honestly, this is nothing to him. You could easily afford to buy him something just as valuable, so just accept it."Nyla glanced around and realized that everyone was indeed watching her and Oliver, some already whispering.She looked back at Oliver and said, "Alright."Oliver smiled and stepped forward to help her put on the sapphire neckl
As Valarie reached the entrance, Brandon stepped in front of her again. "Valarie, are you avoiding me?"Valarie rolled her eyes. "Mr. Sumner, we're not close. Please call me Ms. Weir. No, I'm not avoiding you. I just don't want to deal with you.""Why don't you want to deal with me? Is it because I'm too handsome and you're afraid of accidentally falling for me?" Brandon asked.Valarie was momentarily speechless, then huffed. "You're so full of yourself!""Seriously, I've been chasing you for five years now. What exactly don't you like about me? Just tell me, and I'll change!" Brandon pleaded.Valarie's heart skipped a beat as she looked into Brandon's serious eyes, and she quickly averted her gaze. "Okay, then tell me what you like about me. I'll change that too.""I like that you don't like me," Brandon countered.Valarie raised an eyebrow as she replied, "That's a hard one to change. Maybe you should pick something else to like.""No can do. From the moment I met you, I knew
"This time it's for real, I promise!" Brandon argued.He spoke with unwavering conviction, but Damon merely looked down, unwilling to engage with him any further.Brandon let out a sigh, feeling the weight of his troubles with no one to confide in. He asked again, "Uncle Damon, are we still drinking?""When did I agree to drink with you?" Damon replied.Brandon sighed, realizing he had misplaced his hopes.After turning the car around to drop Damon off at his villa, they arrived just as Nyla and Oliver were coming out, holding hands with Mason.The three of them wore smiles, appearing like a warm, happy family.Brandon noticed Damon's souring mood and instinctively quieted his breathing, fearing that Damon would take out his frustration on him.The group soon spotted Damon, and Nyla bit her lip before saying, "Mr. Sumner, I'm taking Buddy home."Damon didn't respond. His gaze remained fixed on the hand Oliver was holding—Mason's.The thought that Mason had spent several years
Nyla lowered her gaze, complicated emotions crossing her eyes. The better Oliver was to her, the guiltier she felt. After all, she didn't reciprocate his feelings in the same way. Sometimes, she felt quite bad for him. "Oliver, you don't have to be so good to me… It puts pressure on me," she said honestly. Oliver tightened his grip on the steering wheel, a hint of wryness in his eyes. "Nyla, you can't actually develop feelings for me beyond friendship, can you?" Nyla was silent for a few seconds before slowly replying, "I don't know… But I think I could. Just give me a little more time." The car fell silent until they reached her building. Neither spoke. Once Oliver parked, he turned to face Nyla instead of getting out of the car. "Nyla, feelings can't be rushed. You don't have to force yourself. If one day you realize you can't like me, just tell me. I'd rather you be free and happy than feel pressured to stay with me because of what I've done over these five years," he
Valarie suggested, "Now close your eyes and think about it. If he were to kiss you, would you resist?"Nyla imagined it and realized she didn't feel like resisting. If she had to say she was looking forward to it, that didn't seem to be the case either.She honestly shared her feelings with Valarie, who couldn't help but feel sympathy for Oliver. After chasing her for five years, Nyla still didn't seem to have any feelings for him."Okay, now imagine if it were Damon who wanted to kiss you," Valarie suggested again."Absolutely not," Nyla answered without hesitation, her tone laced with disdain.She had never considered the possibility of getting back together with Damon.The past hurt was real, and five years had passed between them. There was no way they could return to how things used to be."Why do you sound so certain?" Valarie asked.Nyla pressed her lips together. "Because I'm sure I don't want anything to do with him."Valarie sighed and slowly said, "Nyla, not wanting
Seeing Valarie start to drink the smoothie, Phoebe smiled kindly. "How was today's auction? Did you find any jewelry you liked?"Valarie nodded. "I did! Oh, I even bought a set for you! I'll get it for you!"Phoebe stopped her. "No need to do that now. You can give it to me tomorrow. Just focus on drinking the smoothie first. I came over tonight because I wanted to talk to you about something.""What is it?" Valarie asked."About tomorrow's blind date. Remember to dress modestly. The Comstocks are quite traditional and don't like women who are too flashy," Phoebe reminded her.Valarie paused, frowning at her mother. "Mom, even if I can put on an act for tomorrow, I can't pretend forever. I think it's better to show my true self during a blind date."Besides, she wasn't a product that needed to be dressed up to meet someone else's expectations."Valarie, I know you don't want to go on this blind date... but our family isn't what it used to be. You're getting older, and it's no lo
Nathaniel was enraged, veins pulsing on his forehead. He clenched his fist and struck Rebecca hard.Despite the intense pain coursing through her body, Rebecca didn't scream or beg for mercy like before. Instead, she burst into laughter.She laughed at how she and Nathaniel were like two pitiful creatures, harming and despising each other yet unable to leave one another.At first, she planned to live this pathetic life, but that changed when she saw that Nyla was still alive. Even if she were to die, she wanted to drag those who had hurt her down to hell with her!…The next morning, after Nyla woke up and washed up, she began making breakfast for Mason.By 7:30 a.m., Mason was awake. Once he brushed his teeth and got dressed, he walked out of his bedroom.Seeing Nyla bringing breakfast to the table, he cheerfully called out, "Mommy, good morning! What's for breakfast? It smells so good!""I made bacon and eggs, as well as some pancakes and waffles," Nyla replied."I love panc