Damon's gaze was serious, and every word struck Nyla's heart, leaving ripples that lingered long after."It's getting late. You should go back. I'll think about what you said," she replied."Okay," Damon agreed.After Damon left, Nyla couldn't stop replaying his words in her mind, but her thoughts were a tangled mess.Having just broken up with Oliver, she knew it would take time to reconsider her feelings about Damon. She decided not to dwell on it any longer.…In the following days, Nyla became overwhelmed with her project.When Valarie called, she was still working overtime, waiting for experimental data to come through."Nyla, what's going on with you and Oliver? Why is he suddenly dating? If he did something to hurt you, I'll fly over to Capitarnia right now and deal with him!" Valarie hissed.Nyla paused, gripping her pen. "We broke up.""What?! How did that happen so suddenly? The last time I saw you two, everything seemed fine. Did he cave under family pressure?" Val
"Stomachache? Did you skip dinner?" Nyla asked."There were a few meetings today. I got busy and forgot. This has happened before. I'll be fine soon," Damon replied.Nyla frowned, noticing his nonchalance. "That's not acceptable. If you keep this up, you'll end up with real stomach problems. There's a pharmacy on the first floor. Let me get you something for the pain."Without waiting for his response, she quickly headed for the elevator.Damon reached out, gently grabbing her arm. "Really, it's unnecessary. I know what I'm doing."She shrugged off his hand, her voice cold. "What experience? Experience with stomachaches? If you don't take care of yourself, your health will only get worse."Damon said nothing.Seeing his silence, Nyla softened her tone. "Give me five minutes."This time, Damon didn't stop her. He simply watched her walk away, his dark eyes following her until she disappeared.In less than five minutes, Nyla returned, slightly out of breath. She held not just th
If it were really going to come to blows, knowing Brody's personality, he would probably just stand there and let Leon hit him, then call the police afterward.Once the police were involved, there was no way Leon could stay on this project.Seeing the concern in Nyla's eyes, Ruby quickly reassured her, "No, I stopped him just in time. He's calmed down now."Hearing that, Nyla finally let out a sigh of relief. "I'm glad you stopped him."After everything that happened last time, Leon had become much more composed, but Nyla still worried he might act impulsively because of her."What's up with that photo anyway? I believe you, but anyone else who sees it could easily get the wrong idea," Ruby asked.After all, the photo clearly showed Damon holding Nyla's hand.Just as Nyla was about to respond, her phone suddenly rang.Seeing it was Damon, she wasn't surprised—he must've heard about the photo, too."I'm going to take this call real quick," she said, moving away.She walked ove
The company group chat fell silent. No one dared to speak up.However, in the smaller private groups without any supervisors, things had already exploded.[Did I read that right? Mr. Sumner said he's pursuing Nyla Kinsey?][I can't believe it either, but that's exactly what it says in his statement.][Wow, I'm so jealous...]Some of the old-timers at Prospectus Technology couldn't help but chime in with the gossip.[Actually, Mr. Sumner went public with her a few years ago, but then she fell into the sea, and everyone thought she had died. No one expected her to reappear five years later.][Is this Nyla Kinsey the same person as Nyla Jayston from before? I was shocked when I first saw her. They look practically identical. Could it be that she got plastic surgery to look like Nyla Jayston to seduce Mr. Sumner?][Who knows? We're just here to watch the drama unfold.][Alright, enough gossiping. If this gets out, Mr. Sumner will definitely follow through on his threat to fire any
Nyla walked out of the lab and asked Damon, "Why are you here?""You asked me why I did it. I came to give you an answer," Damon replied.Upon seeing the seriousness in his eyes, Nyla's heart skipped a beat for some reason. She instinctively looked away."You could have just texted me back. You didn't need to come all the way here," she said."But I wanted to see you," Damon said.She frowned and replied, "Mr. Sumner, you're—""Crossing a line" was what she wanted to say.Before she could finish, Damon interrupted her, "If I told the truth, no one would believe it. By saying I'm pursuing you, the focus shifts to me, and people won't gossip about you anymore. Besides, I do intend to pursue you again."Nyla's mind replayed the things Damon had said to her that night while driving her and Mason home, and she couldn't find the words to respond.She had indeed been thinking about his words over the past few days but hadn't made up her mind about what to do.After a moment of conte
After finishing his dinner, Mason set down his cutlery. "Mommy, I'm done eating.""You're eating so little today. Usually, this whole plate of ribs wouldn't be enough for you alone. Is your stomach bothering you?" Nyla asked."No, I'm really full," Mason replied."Okay, go play for a while then," Nyla told him.After dinner, Nyla played with Mason for a bit before taking him for his bath and getting him ready for bed.Once he was in his pajamas and tucked under the covers, Nyla prepared to read him a bedtime story as usual.However, he suddenly looked up at her and asked, "Mommy, is Uncle Oliver not visiting me anymore?"Nyla paused for a moment before asking, "Why would you ask that?""Before, Uncle Oliver would call me every day, but he hasn't called for several days now. And he hasn't come to our house either," Mason answered.Although Mason was young, he was sensitive and perceptive enough to notice that something had changed between Nyla and Oliver.After a few seconds o
"Okay, where should we meet?" Damon asked."I'll meet you at your office after work," Nyla replied.After hanging up, Nyla took a deep breath and returned to her room to shower and rest.-The next evening, after finishing her work at the lab, Nyla headed straight to the top floor to find Damon.Spencer had been instructed to expect her, so when he saw her, he immediately approached. "Ms. Kinsey, Mr. Sumner is waiting for you in his office. I'll take you there.""Thank you," Nyla replied.Spencer led her to the office and quickly left.Damon put down the file he was holding and looked up at her. "Have a seat. I'll sign off on this document, and then I'll be with you."Nyla sat down on the sofa.A few minutes later, Damon walked over and sat across from her. "What did you want to discuss?"Pressing her lips together, Nyla said, "I've thought it over carefully. Buddy is at a sensitive age right now, and he needs a complete family. So, I agree with what you proposed before. I'm
Rebecca, losing patience, arranged to meet Sullivan."When are you finally going to take action? If you don't have the guts to do it, I can find someone else!" she demanded.A hint of disdain flickered in Sullivan's eyes as he observed her agitation, though he maintained a gentle smile."Rebecca, don't worry. Setting up an accident takes time. If I rush it and someone finds evidence, forcing me to confess, everything will be ruined," he coaxed.Rebecca's gaze was mocking as she snapped, "Sullivan, don't give me excuses. Just tell me when I can expect news of Nyla's death!""I promise it won't take longer than a month," Sullivan replied."A month? Do you take me for a fool?!" Rebecca cried."Rebecca, a month is really the fastest I can manage. Besides, you also need time to transfer Nathaniel's money, don't you?" Sullivan countered.Rebecca gritted her teeth. "Fine. I'll give you one last month. If Nyla is still alive by then, I'll tell Damon everything you did while at Prospect