After all, before knowing that Nyla couldn't have children, Jordyn wouldn't have dared to provoke Nyla while pregnant. Clark hadn't exposed Jordyn's clumsy acting in front of Nyla just now simply because she was carrying his child. That didn't mean he was a fool.Jordyn's fingers trembled as she bit her lip, tearfully looking at him. "Clark, I didn't mean that..."Impatience flashed in Clark's eyes. "You better really didn't."Jordyn bit her lip, sounding disappointed. "Were you... using me to test Ms. Jayston just now?"Clark knew she had plotted against Nyla but hadn't exposed her. She had thought he had feelings for her, but it turned out she had deceived herself.Clark pinched Jordyn's chin, his gaze full of disdain. "You'd better straighten yourself out. I like smart women, but being too clever is just stupid."As Jordyn froze, Clark released her and walked away.Tears fell from Jordyn's eyes as she watched him leave. Subconsciously, she touched her abdomen. Although she kn
When Kenneth heard that, greed filled his eyes. "Never be able to finish spending in my lifetime? So we're talking hundreds of thousands?"A hint of mockery flashed in Lucia's eyes. What a country bumpkin—he couldn't even conceive of anything beyond hundreds of thousands."If this plan succeeds, we're not talking hundreds of thousands—we're talking millions!""Really?" Kenneth's cheeks flushed red from excitement as if he could already see millions beckoning to him."Of course. Come closer, and I'll explain carefully to you." Lucia lowered her voice, and Kenneth nodded eagerly, excitement evident in his eyes.In the end, he looked at Lucia earnestly and said, "Ms. Pollard, I'll do whatever you say as long as it gets me the money."After Kenneth left, Lucia sneered. Before long, all the people she detested would disappear from this world.…Nyla had not been home for long when Clark came knocking.Nyla could see from the surveillance monitor that he looked angry. She pretended
Upon hearing that, Clark's expression darkened, and the atmosphere in the room seemed to plummet.After a long silence, he finally spoke. "To the office."…For the next few days, Clark did not bother Nyla again, and she enjoyed the peace.When Valarie finished her tasks, she went straight to Nyla, urging her to accompany her to the hospital."Why are we going to the hospital? It's not time for a check-up yet," Nyla asked.Seeing Nyla's confusion, Valarie rolled her eyes. "Have you forgotten who caused you to fall down the stairs?""I remember, but so what?""Since you remember, let's go. We're going to demand compensation for your medical expenses and emotional distress," Valarie said.…When they arrived at the hospital, Lucia was having lunch with her parents.Seeing Nyla, Clement was momentarily taken aback but then gave a friendly smile. "Nyla, are you here to visit Lucia?"Valarie sneered and sat down on the sofa, raising an eyebrow at Clement."Mr. Pollard, your dau
"Impossible! I won't apologize to her!" Lucia growled.Valarie smirked as she observed Lucia, who was visibly agitated, brimming with resistance and anger."Ms. Pollard, if you refuse to apologize, we'll see you in court. If I'm not mistaken, spreading false rumors can lead to a prison sentence if the post receives more than 5,000 shares, correct?" Valarie said.Lucia's previously arrogant demeanor was suddenly dampened as if doused with a bucket of cold water. Her face turned pale at the thought of imprisonment and the potential ruination of her life.Clement's face darkened but quickly resumed its previous gentle expression."Lucia, just apologize to Nyla. As the older person, you should be the bigger person," he advised.Valarie frowned at Clement's words, sensing an implication that they were being unreasonable today.Before she could respond, Nyla spoke up. "Mr. Pollard, it's not about her age or any obligation to give in. It's about her wrongdoing and the need for her to a
"I am sorry, Dad," said Lucia."If you can't scheme properly, just stay out of trouble. Don't make me cut ties with you."With that, Clement stormed out.…The next two days were the weekend, so Nyla rested at home before returning to work on Monday. Her hands had mostly healed, and she was ready to continue her experiments in the lab.As soon as she arrived at the company, Genevieve hurried over to her."Nyla, get ready. You're going on a business trip to Rontana with Mr. Sumner," Genevieve said.Nyla was taken aback, looking a bit puzzled. "Mr. Sumner? Damon Sumner?"Genevieve nodded. "Yes. Mr. Sumner found a company in Rontana that produces the ingredients you need for your asthma medication research. You'll be going there with him to conduct an on-site inspection and determine the medicinal ingredients' efficacy."Nyla frowned. "Doesn't Prospectus Technology have a dedicated evaluation team for this?"Genevieve replied, "The evaluation team is currently on a business trip
Seeing the clear displeasure in Clark's eyes, Spencer spoke up. "Mr. Clark, Ms. Jayston is going on a business trip with Mr. Damon. I'm here to help her with her luggage."As he reached out to take Nyla's suitcase, a hand blocked his way."If I remember correctly, she works for Park Pharmaceuticals. Why should she go on a trip with my uncle?" Clark questioned.The thought of Nyla spending time with Damon made Clark's eyes flash with anger. As a man, he knew that Damon's gaze on Nyla wasn't purely familial."Prospectus Technology's evaluation team is out of town, and the factory Mr. Damon is inspecting produces the exact ingredients Ms. Jayston needs for her research. So, she's been arranged to accompany him," Spencer explained.Clark sneered. "If my uncle needs someone, I can pull a few people from the Sumner Group."Nyla frowned. "Clark, this is my job. Can you not cause trouble?"Seeing her cold expression, Clark felt his heart sink. Did she not realize Damon had other intenti
Clark vowed to repay this humiliation one day.Inside the car, Nyla could feel the tension radiating from Damon, who was clearly in a bad mood. Although he was reading through some documents, his stern profile and the cold aura around him were unmistakable."Mr. Sumner, I'm sorry about what happened this morning," Nyla said, breaking the silence.Damon turned to her and frowned slightly, noticing her guilty expression. "Why are you apologizing?""I didn't handle my personal matters well and ended up troubling you..."Damon's gaze darkened, and his tone betrayed his displeasure. "That's Clark's fault, not yours. Don't worry about it."He couldn't understand how the Sumners produced such a jerk. Not only had Clark cheated, but he also had the audacity to keep pestering Nyla.Nyla was surprised by Damon's response. After recalling how he had previously offered to introduce her to a divorce lawyer, it made sense. It seemed that he wasn't as unreasonable as Clark had made him out to
Nyla's eyes flashed with annoyance when she saw Clark's name on the caller ID, and she hung up immediately. He called several more times but finally gave up when she didn't answer.On the other end, Clark threw his phone on the floor in anger, his expression dark and menacing. "Michael, send someone to Rontana to keep an eye on things. I want to know immediately if anything goes wrong."He didn't want to be kept in the dark if he was being cheated on.Michael thought about advising against it but didn't dare after seeing Clark's gloomy face. "Alright, I'll handle it."After Michael left, Clark stared at the documents on his desk, his brows knitted in frustration.He couldn't focus on a single word. The thought of Nyla potentially spending time alone with Damon made him feel like a swarm of ants was crawling all over his heart.However, given his current position, he couldn't afford to go against Damon.A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts. The office door opened, reveali
Delia stared at Emerald, her eyes wide with disbelief, filled with confusion and helplessness. "I just wanted to move out. When did I say I wanted to sever ties with you?""Moving out is the same as severing ties, isn't it? I told you I wouldn't give you another penny. After you leave, are you really going to stay in contact with me?" Emerald asked.Delia was momentarily choked by Emerald's words. It took her a while to respond. "I just want to become independent, not sever ties with you."Of course, deep down, she also wanted to prove that the man she loved wasn't wrong. She had decided long ago that she would never marry anyone but Andre.Emerald didn't look at her and said nothing further.Delia sat down, continuing to stare at her. "Mom, how did you suddenly collapse and end up in the hospital? Do you have any test results? Let me see them."Emerald's tone remained cold. "Don't worry. I'm not going to die.""Mom, don't say such ominous things!" Delia whined.Emerald pursed
Emerald shook her head, wanting to refuse, but suddenly her vision went black, and she fainted.When she regained consciousness, she found herself in a hospital room. She stared at the ceiling for a few seconds, recalling how she had collapsed in the study earlier.Fully awake now, she sat up slowly and noticed an IV in her arm. She couldn't help but frown.The door to the room opened, and Filipe walked in.When he saw that Emerald had woken up, a look of relief flashed in his eyes. "Madam, you're finally awake! You've been unconscious for an entire day!"Emerald could hardly believe what she was hearing. Her frown intensified, and she asked, "How could I have been unconscious for so long?""The doctor said you've been sleep-deprived for a long time, and with the recent emotional strain, it caused you to cough up blood.“From now on, you need to get at least eight to ten hours of sleep each day, or your health will continue to decline," Filipe explained.Emerald's face darkened
"We'll see how long you can hold out!" Emerald challenged.Delia sneered. "Fine, you said it. Don't go back on your word!""Don't worry, I won't." With that, Emerald turned sharply and walked away.Once in her study, she sank into a chair. Her icy expression slowly turned to one of exhaustion.She had spent years fighting to become the head of the Nixons. But now, one of her children had lost a leg in a plot, and the other was infatuated with a man utterly unworthy of her.For the first time, she felt like a failure.Even though she had finally gained control of the Nixons, what was the point? She was still alone.Lost in thought, Filipe hurriedly knocked and entered. "Madam, Mr. Jayston was secretly taken from the hospital!"Emerald's angry voice echoed. "What were those people at the hospital doing? How could they let him be taken, with so many people watching?"Harrison was her only leverage over Nyla. If he disappeared, she would lose control of Nyla. But, as she considere
Suddenly, the door to the private room was pushed open, and several men in black rushed in.When Delia saw they were Emerald's subordinates, she immediately set her wine glass down, her face contorting in a grimace. "What are you doing here?!"Seeing the group, Andre looked surprised for a moment before raising an eyebrow. He swirled his wine glass without saying a word.The leader stepped forward, bowing slightly before addressing Delia. "Ms. Nixon, Madam sent us to bring you back to the estate."Delia's expression changed, panic and fear filling her eyes. The moment those men entered, she had a sinking feeling, and now it was confirmed.Emerald had forbidden her from associating with Andre, and now that Delia was sneaking around with him, her mother must be furious. She could already imagine the anger awaiting her return to the estate.Grounding her teeth, Delia stubbornly said, "I'm not going back!"The men in black exchanged a glance before one spoke slowly. "Madam said if y
There was a long silence on the other end.After a while, Filipe spoke. Yes... so Madam broke his leg too."Brian gripped the phone tightly, as if he were about to crush it. He had lost his own leg because of Darcy's scheming, along with the opportunity to inherit the Nixons. Yet Emerald only broke Darcy's leg?To Brian, that wasn't enough. He wanted Darcy to suffer so much that death would seem preferable to living."Got it." With that, Brian hung up.The maid, trembling, watched as he clutched her phone, afraid he might throw it in anger.Fortunately, Brian soon handed the phone back to her. "Leave."The maid nodded quickly and left the room.Once alone, Brian picked up his phone and dialed a number. "Bring Darcy to my villa's basement. He lost a leg, don't treat him, but don't let him die."After ending the call, Brian glanced at the empty space beside his bed where his leg used to be. A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes.It wasn't long before Emerald heard that Brian had
Who would let a disabled man inherit the Nixons?Emerald's expression shifted slightly as she gritted her teeth. "Why not?""Even if you're willing, the other members of the Nixons wouldn't be," Brian retorted.Before his accident, many had already criticized his lack of ability and opposed him inheriting the family business. Now that he'd lost a leg, those people were even less likely to let him take over.No matter how hard he worked from now on, he would never inherit the Nixons.Emerald's face darkened. "It's normal for others to give up on you, but if you give up on yourself, that's it—you'll be beyond saving."With that, she stopped talking and turned to leave.Watching her go, Brian subconsciously clenched the blanket in his hands. He didn't want to give up on himself, but the situation was forcing him to.The more he thought about it, the darker his mood became.…Emerald returned to her study.It wasn't long before Filipe knocked and entered. "Madam, Mr. Salter is h
After the maid left, Warren dialed Emerald's number. "I heard Edward woke up. Is that true?"Emerald, on her way back to the estate, furrowed her brow. "Yes.""So, what's your plan now? Once Edward recovers, he'll want you to return control of the Nixons to him," Warren asked.A flash of frustration crossed Emerald's face. "We'll see. I have things to take care of, so I'll talk to you later."She hung up and set her phone down, still unsettled.The land issue remained unresolved, and now Edward had woken up. The people who were already unhappy with her because of the land might side with Edward. She needed to come up with a solution, or things could spiral out of control quickly.She had finally secured her position. Even if Edward recovered, she wasn't going to give it up without a fight.As she thought it over, George's call came through. "Ms. Kinsey, we've captured Darcy. Should we bring him to the estate now?"A cold glint crossed Emerald's eyes. "Yes."…Upon returning t
"I'll handle things with Nyla's father. Now that my aunt is looking for you and Nyla, you two should stay in and avoid being seen by anyone for now," Alexander said.Damon nodded. "Got it."Just as Alexander was about to speak, his phone rang.His face instantly darkened after he answered the call. He stood up and said, "I have to go. If you need anything, just call me."With that, he quickly left.Once he stepped out of Damon's villa, he got into the car and told the driver, "Take me to the Kinseys."…An hour later, Alexander's car arrived at the Kinsey residence. He got out and rang the doorbell.When the maid saw him, she hesitated. After all, Warren had given strict orders to cut ties with Alexander. If he showed up again, they were instructed not to open the door.Noticing the maid's hesitation, Alexander furrowed his brow and said in a low voice, "Open the door."After a brief pause, the maid nervously looked at him and replied, "Mr. Alexander, it's not that I don't wa
If there were nothing special, Vik wouldn't possibly go to Chyland."We're not sure yet, but he's the only one going for now," George replied.Emerald furrowed her brow, sensing that something was off. She said coldly, "Stop him. Don't let him leave the country.""Understood," George answered."Have you found any leads on Nyla? Any clues?" Emerald asked."No, not yet," George replied.Emerald instructed, "Keep looking."After hanging up, Emerald placed her phone on the desk, her face clouded with anger.Where were Nyla and Damon hiding? Even George couldn't track them down. It seemed she would have to speak with Ross.…The next morning, Emerald went straight to Ross' residence.When Ross saw her, he smiled, appearing in a good mood. "Emerald, what brings you here today?"Emerald got straight to the point. "Ross, where have you hidden my daughter?"Ross raised an eyebrow in surprise. "If I'm not mistaken, didn't your people rescue Ms. Nixon from Darcy already?"Emerald sn