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
Clark held Jordyn's waist tightly, losing himself in his frenzied release, his eyes dark and brooding.After what felt like an eternity, just when Jordyn thought she might pass out, Clark finally pressed into her one last time as they both reached their climax.When it was over, Jordyn was about to pick up her underwear when a sharp pain shot through her abdomen. Her face, which had been flushed moments ago, turned pale."Clark... my stomach hurts..."Clark's expression changed as he remembered that Jordyn was still in the early stages of pregnancy and that he hadn't held back at all. He quickly scooped her up and rushed out of the office.…That evening, Nyla received a message from Spencer and was about to head out when her phone buzzed with an alert from the private investigator.After reading the message, her face turned ashen.Clark had been calling her earlier, and now he was in the hospital after having sex with his mistress.The sheer disgust she felt was overwhelming.
It seemed there might be some issues with Skyray Medical's goods.Nyla lowered her gaze, thought for a few seconds, and then said, "Okay, I'm in Room 802. Ms. Quinn, you can come directly."Soon, Zoe arrived. Nyla opened the door and stepped aside to let her in.After they sat down, Zoe handed her a bag with a smile. "Ms. Jayston, this is your scarf. Please check if everything is in order."The moment Nyla took the bag, she knew it weighed more than just a scarf. She picked up the scarf and saw several stacks of cash underneath, roughly estimating around 30,000 dollars. Nyla put the scarf back and pushed the bag toward Zoe. "Ms. Quinn, this scarf is too valuable. I can't accept it."Zoe's smile didn't waver, her voice gentle. "Ms. Jayston, it's not valuable at all. We might have many more opportunities to meet in the future."Nyla pressed her lips together, her expression calm as she looked at Zoe. "Ms. Quinn, what do you want me to do?""Ms. Jayston, you're an evaluation spec
"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