The identity of the man who had attempted to drug and abduct her remained unknown. He could be lurking nearby, ready to strike again at any moment.Ruby knew that if she was taken back, escape would be impossible.The more she dwelled on it, the deeper her fear grew. She absolutely could not be captured again.Suddenly, the office door swung open, and the sound of footsteps startled her. She turned around, and the panic in her expression caught Sullivan off guard."Ruby, what's wrong? Why do you look so pale?" he asked.Meeting his concerned gaze, Ruby lowered her head, grabbed her bag, and headed toward the exit. "It's nothing, Sullivan. I'm going home now. If you need anything work-related, let's talk tomorrow. I'm locking up."Sullivan followed her out, saying, "I came to check on you. You were really shaken the other day, and that guy who tried to drug you still hasn't been caught. I'll drive you to and from work for now."Ruby hesitated, a mix of emotions washing over her.
At that moment, Ruby suddenly felt a sense of shared hardship with Sullivan.A dark glint crossed Sullivan's eyes as he took in Ruby's reddened gaze.He sighed and said, "Ruby, I have no ulterior motives. Helping you feels like helping the part of me that once felt completely alone. I just don't want to see you get hurt."Ruby bit her lip, feeling a twinge of emotion.However, she sensed that she and Sullivan were not on the same wavelength. While both of them faced disapproval from their families, she didn't want to become someone slick and manipulative like him.She looked at Sullivan and spoke slowly. "Sullivan, I appreciate your help, but I think I'll handle this on my own."Sullivan's face fell, and he forced a wry smile. "You still don't trust me, do you?"Ruby said nothing, her silence clearly confirming his suspicion.Disappointment flickered in Sullivan's eyes as he lowered his head and said slowly, "Fine. If you don't want my help, I won't bother you again."Watching
For some reason, Sullivan felt uneasy maintaining eye contact with Ruby, so he awkwardly looked away. "It's okay, it doesn't hurt. I'm used to it."Ruby's hand paused, her guilt deepening as she recalled what Sullivan had shared about his past."The ambulance will be here soon. Just hang in there," she comforted.Sullivan nodded and said gently, "Don't feel guilty. I'm just glad I could save you. You were facing the other way when that scooter came. If it had hit you, the consequences would have been severe. Now, it's just a dislocated shoulder. I'll be fine in no time."Hearing him say that only made Ruby feel worse."Sullivan, I'm sorry. I misjudged you before and kept refusing your kindness. I didn't expect you to save me despite everything," she apologized.Sullivan reached out and gently patted her head. "You really don't need to apologize. It's not your fault."His voice was soft, like a breeze soothing Ruby's bruised heart and easing her pain."Thank you, Sullivan," she
After all, just seeing Damon in the hospital didn't prove he'd deceived Nyla. Maybe he had to go there for some reason.If this photo led to a misunderstanding between them, it would be a huge mistake on Ruby's part.After thinking for a moment, Ruby decided not to tell Nyla for now. Instead, she would test the waters when they were back at work the next day. If Nyla truly didn't know anything, then she would inform her.…By the time Damon returned to the villa, it was nearly 9:00 p.m.Nyla was chatting with Lydia.When Lydia saw him, she quickly stood up. "Mr. Sumner, did you have a drink at your social event tonight? Ms. Kinsey made you some hangover soup. It's in the kitchen—I'll go get it for you."Damon paused, tugging at his tie with a slightly somber expression. "No need. I didn't drink tonight.""Eh?" Lydia was taken aback, looking puzzled.Wasn't it customary for Damon to drink at social events?She quickly recovered and said, "Okay, would you like something to eat?
Ruby bit her lip, staying silent as she handed her phone to Nyla.On the screen was a photo of Damon's back, with a payment counter in the background, clearly taken in a hospital.Nyla's eyes widened, and her face turned pale.Yesterday evening, he had told her he would be out to socialize, yet here he was in the hospital. The last time he had used the same excuse, he had ended up visiting Charlotte.What was he hiding from her?Seeing Nyla's ashen complexion, Ruby regretted bringing it up. She consoled her, "Nyla, maybe Mr. Sumner had a reason for being in the hospital. Don't worry too much just yet."Nyla bit her lip and nodded. "Yeah, I believe he wouldn't do anything to betray me. Thank you for telling me this, Ruby."She returned to her desk, turned on her computer, and stared blankly at the screen, her thoughts in disarray.Why did Damon feel the need to lie to her?Noticing Nyla lost in thought, Ruby opened her mouth to offer some comfort but ultimately held back. Witho
Early the next morning, Nyla woke up naturally.As she sat up and prepared to get out of bed, she noticed something unusual on her bedside table—a black card.Damon must have left it the night before.Nyla washed up and went downstairs with the card in hand. She had planned to return it to Damon, but he had already left for the office, so she set it aside for now.After breakfast, Nyla called Valarie and invited her to go shopping. Valarie mentioned she had something important to discuss, and they agreed to meet at the mall.Nyla arrived first and browsed for a while before Valarie showed up."Valarie, you said you had something to tell me?" she asked.Valarie nodded and linked her arm with Nyla's as they walked into a store. "Yes, I'm getting engaged to Zayn at the end of the month. Remember to come to our engagement party."Nyla was caught off guard and frowned slightly. "Why so suddenly? Is it because of the Weir Group?""It's partly due to that, but also because I'm at tha
Nyla smiled and spun around in the dress. The fishtail hem swayed elegantly with her movement, the sequins glimmering under the light."Really? I love it too," she replied.The sales associate adjusted the dress' hem from behind and chimed in. "Absolutely, Ms. Kinsey! You're actually the first person who's been able to fit into this dress perfectly!"Her admiring gaze drifted to Nyla's slim waist, and she wished she could have a figure like that. Meanwhile, Gigi's jealousy flashed briefly in her eyes as she looked at Nyla, who practically glowed in the dress.Still, she remembered that Damon was Brandon's uncle. If things progressed between her and Brandon, she might one day need to call Nyla "Aunt Nyla".Deciding to hold back any bitterness, Gigi praised, "You look stunning—absolutely like a goddess!"Valarie turned to Gigi with a scoff. "Didn't think you could actually say something nice for once."Gigi's face darkened with irritation. "Valarie, don't push it!""Didn't you
Nyla looked at Damon in surprise and asked, "You went to an auction last week?""A client of mine has a thing for antique auctions. There happened to be one in the city, so I attended with them to show goodwill. I saw a necklace I liked and thought I'd save it for your birthday," Damon explained."Then why are you giving it to me in advance?" she asked."I'm going to give it to you anyway. Giving it to you now is the same," he replied.Nyla felt a wave of warmth, and her smile widened, revealing her dimples. "Thank you, Damon."Damon raised an eyebrow, wrapping an arm around her waist. His tone was teasing. "Just a verbal thank you?"Nyla's face flushed as she asked, "How else would you want me to thank you?"Damon's gaze shifted to her lips, his voice dropping suggestively. "By mouth works.""Huh?" She looked up, only to find Damon's face suddenly closer. Before she knew it, his lips were on hers.Nyla's eyes widened, her hands gripping his jacket. She felt a jolt of electric