"It hurts..." Nyla muttered, sweat breaking out on her forehead. Her delicate brows were tightly knitted, and her face was ghastly pale.The doctor arrived with her medication for gastritis around the same time.The intention was to have her take the medicine first. However, she was clenching her teeth so tightly that it was impossible to get her to swallow the pills.In this situation, the only option was to administer IV fluids.Once the IV was set up, the doctor turned to Damon and said, "When she wakes up, give her some light foods like chicken soup.""Got it."After giving a few more instructions, the doctor and the staff left."Mr. Sumner, maybe you should go get some rest. I'll keep an eye on Ms. Jayston," Spencer suggested.Damon glanced down at his hand, still tightly gripped by Nyla. His expression darkened.While the doctor had been setting up the IV earlier, he had tried to pry her hand away but had failed, which was why Nyla's other hand was used for the IV."Do
Nyla was dazed for a few seconds before she felt an indescribable warmth well up inside her.After getting up, washing up, taking her medicine, and eating her chicken soup, she decided to thank Damon properly. After all, she had been holding onto his hand all night, and he probably hadn't had a good rest.When she reached the door of the room next door, it opened from the inside just as she reached out to knock.Damon, with slightly damp hair and dressed in a fresh outfit, seemed to have just taken a shower."Mr. Sumner, I came to thank you for last night. I appreciate it," Nyla said.Seeing Nyla's eyes lowered, her hands awkwardly clasped in front of her, Damon thought she seemed a bit uncomfortable and nervous around him.Upon realizing this, his mood unexpectedly soured. He pressed his thin lips together."There's no need for thanks. Just make sure to speak up if you're feeling unwell next time. Don't make things difficult for others," he said.His indifferent tone made Nyla
Nyla pressed her lips together and said, "It's clear that the people at Skyray Medical are eager to secure this partnership. They might even send someone to follow us. If they find out we're going to the herb production base, they might prepare in advance."This meant they wouldn't be able to assess the true quality of the herbs at the base.Spencer smiled and said, "Don't worry, Ms. Jayston. We have ways to evade Skyray Medical's people."Relieved to hear they had a plan, Nyla nodded and said no more.…Around 2:00 p.m., a car arranged by Spencer arrived at the hotel to pick them up.Shortly after they got in, the driver glanced at the rearview mirror and said, "We're being followed."Spencer remained calm. "Ignore them."Trying to lose them would only alert Skyray Medical. By acting unaware, they could keep Skyray Medical's people complacent.In less than half an hour, the car stopped at the entrance of the busiest mall in Rontana. They got out and walked into the mall, with
Upon noticing the strong, firm hand around her waist and feeling its warmth seeping through the thin fabric, Nyla's face turned bright red. She quickly steadied herself, avoiding eye contact."Thank you, Mr. Sumner," she said.Damon withdrew his hand nonchalantly and said in a deep voice, "Watch where you're stepping even when looking at herbs."Nyla nodded. "Got it."From then on, Nyla was careful to watch her step, determined not to trip again. "These are the dried rauvolfia."A staff member casually handed a dried rauvolfia root to Damon, who inspected it briefly before passing it to Nyla."Take a look," he said.The rauvolfia looked no different from the ones Skyray Medical had shown them that morning. They would need to test it to determine the active ingredient content.Nyla turned to the staff member and asked, "Typically, what's the alkaloid content in rauvolfia?""It's usually around 0.1%. Anything higher is quite rare," the staff member replied.Actually, 0.1% was a
Bill quickly suppressed his dissatisfaction, maintaining a friendly smile, as he was quite the strategist."Of course, Mr. Sumner. Our company is very sincere about forming a long-term partnership with Prospectus Technology. I hope you will consider it seriously," Bill said.Damon nodded. "Yes, Mr. Jenkinson. Let me toast to you."The two continued chatting, and before long, they had finished a bottle of wine.Damon's usually pale face was now tinged with a faint red, and his typically cool eyes showed a hint of intoxication. Under the overhead light, his striking features were even more captivating, making it hard to look away.Catching herself staring, Nyla quickly averted her gaze."Ms. Jayston, a toast to you," Zoe said.Nyla turned to see Zoe holding out a glass of red wine, smiling warmly."I'm sorry, Ms. Quinn, I don't drink," Nyla replied."This is a low-alcohol red wine, very mild and with a rich, smooth taste. You should give it a try," Zoe insisted.As Zoe spoke, s
Back in the room at the restaurant.Half an hour had passed, and Nyla still hadn't returned.Damon's frown deepened. "Spencer, call Nyla."Bill quickly intervened, "Mr. Sumner, no need to worry. Zoe is with her, so nothing will happen."Damon pursed his lips, remaining silent and clearly in a foul mood.Bill hurriedly poured him another drink, not too concerned. After all, Nyla was just a regular employee. Even if Damon found out the truth later, he wouldn't make a big deal over a woman.Spencer called Nyla, and her phone started ringing in the room. She hadn't taken it when she went to the restroom.Seeing the unhappy looks on Damon and Spencer's faces, Bill quickly said, "Let me call Zoe to check."He dialed Zoe's number and put it on speaker. "Zoe, why are you not back with Ms. Jayston yet?"Zoe's calm voice came through. "Mr. Jenkinson, Ms. Jayston couldn't clean the wine stain off her clothes, so I'm helping her buy a new outfit. She's trying it on now. We'll be back soon
The man clearly hadn't expected Nyla to wake up at that moment and push him off the bed, so he cursed in frustration."Who are you?!" Nyla backed away, frantically searching for something to defend herself with, her face full of panic and fear.The man sneered, his tone lewd. "I'm the guy who's gonna make you feel amazing."With that, he lunged at her.A small red light blinked in the corner of the room, recording everything that was happening.As the man charged at Nyla, she swung a table lamp at his forehead. He screamed in pain, feeling warm liquid trickle down from his head, and slapped her hard."Bitch! You dare hit me? I'll make you pay!" he roared.He snatched the lamp from her and threw it to the floor, pinning her down. He grabbed her collar and yanked it hard, popping the buttons off and exposing her chest and bra.Lust and greed filled his eyes as he pulled her bra strap down, his expression lecherous.Nyla struggled desperately, and her nails scratched the man's fa
Damon sat by the bedside, his expression calm as he watched Nyla.The last memory before she passed out rushed back into Nyla's mind. She bit her lip and looked down. "Mr. Sumner, thank you for saving me."If he hadn't arrived in time, she could only imagine what might have happened."This happened because I didn't consider everything carefully enough. I'm sorry," Damon said.Upon meeting Damon's earnest gaze, Nyla's heart skipped a beat. She instinctively looked away."It's not your fault. No one could have predicted that Skyray Medical's people would do something like this," Nyla replied.Besides, Zoe had not only tried to have her assaulted but had also planned to record it, likely intending to blackmail her after she refused to accept the bribe.Thinking about it made her eyes turn cold.Seeing Nyla's downcast eyes and pale face, Damon's gaze darkened. "Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"Nyla shook her head and hesitantly asked, "What about Zoe?""Don't worry. She's
Nyla's eyes were cold, lacking any warmth.Alexander sighed softly. "Nyla, I truly hope we can have a proper conversation. Aren't you curious at all about how your mother has been living abroad all these years?""There's nothing for me to be curious about," Nyla replied. "Mr. Kinsey, I have things to do, so I'll be leaving now."As she made to leave, Alexander stepped in front of her. "Your mother may be returning to the country next week. She wants to see you. When are you available?""I'm not," Nyla said, sidestepping him. She got into her car and drove off.As she drove, her mind wandered. Why was Emerald coming back now? Years ago, she had left so decisively. Why return now, to disrupt the peace Nyla had finally found?…After arriving home, Nyla sat down on the couch, lost in thought.She hesitated briefly before calling Valarie.When Valarie heard about Emerald's potential return, she immediately suggested, "If she wants to see you, you should meet her. And I think you
As soon as Mason set down the phone, a knock came at the door."Buddy, who were you talking to just now?" Nyla asked.Mason swallowed hard and called out, "Mommy, I wasn't talking to anyone. I was just… talking to myself.""It's late. Go to bed soon," Nyla urged."Okay, Mommy," Mason replied.The sound of footsteps faded from outside the door, and he let out a breath of relief. If Nyla had walked in just a moment earlier, he wouldn't have been able to explain himself....The next morning, Damon, Nyla, and Mason sat at the breakfast table.Damon set his tablet aside and suddenly turned to Nyla. "Nyla, let's get married."The thought of Drake circling Nyla like a predator had left Damon uneasy. He couldn't shake the feeling that he was on the verge of losing her.Nyla froze, looking up at him.Seeing the seriousness in his expression, she couldn't help but laugh. "Other people propose with a ring or at least some flowers."But you? You just hit me with a casual, 'Let's get m
"Grandpa, the hackers attacking our firewall are gone now. The firewall is fixed, and the company is operating normally again!" Theo exclaimed.Pedro remained calm. "I see. You can go back to work now."Theo was momentarily taken aback. "Grandpa, aren't you surprised?""I'm just tired. I'll head home now," Pedro replied.Seeing Pedro stand up to leave, Theo quickly stopped him. "Grandpa, since you're here, stay a bit longer. There are a few documents I don't quite understand. Could you help me out?"Pedro sat back down on the sofa upon noticing Theo's serious expression. "Bring them over."…An hour later, Pedro's face turned beet red with anger as he glared at Theo. "You're a complete failure! I regret handing the company to you. I might as well have given it to Jane!"Although Jane lacked boldness, at least she wouldn't make these rookie mistakes like Theo.Theo's face darkened. "Grandpa, how long has Jane been with the company, and how long have I been here? Isn't it normal
Pedro's expression changed slightly, and he instructed, "I'm on my way. Have the tech department fix it right away!"…By the time Pedro reached the company, more than an hour had passed.Theo sat in his office, fuming, demanding that the tech department resolve the issue within the next half hour.His secretary, visibly trembling, turned to leave but stopped to greet Pedro as he arrived. "Mr. Wilkie, you're here."Pedro nodded. "Get back to work."Once the secretary left, Pedro entered the office and shut the door behind him. "What's going on? It's just a firewall, and it still hasn't been fixed?"Theo's face remained furious. "Ugh, they're all useless—getting paid so much but can't do anything when it matters!"Pedro sat down on the sofa, his face hardening. "If it's not fixed in another half hour, I'll handle it myself."Theo sat across from him, scratching his head in frustration. "What can you do? I don't get it. The firewall was fine before, but now it's under attack out
Drake's smile deepened. "It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that I can help both you and the Wilkie Group.""I asked, why should I trust you?" Pedro repeated."I can invest 10,000,000 dollars into the Wilkie Group right now, no strings attached," Drake said, pulling out his phone and making a call. "Transfer 10,000,000 to the Wilkie Group immediately."Not even 20 seconds after ending the call, Pedro's phone rang."Grandpa, someone just transferred 10,000,000 dollars into the Wilkie Group's account!" Theo exclaimed.Pedro's expression shifted, his voice steady yet wary. "Do not touch that money. Wait for my instructions.""Understood," Theo replied.Hanging up the phone, Pedro glanced at Drake. "Come inside. We'll talk."Inside the study, Pedro closed the door and turned to face Drake. "I believe you're capable of helping me deal with Damon. But I need to know—why are you going after him? Otherwise, I can't trust you."If this man were a plant sent by Damon to trap hi
"You're saying... we should team up with other companies to go against Prospectus Technology?" Theo asked.He frowned as he looked at Pedro. "But Prospectus Technology helped the Wilkie Group before. If we turn around and attack them now, won't people think we're ungrateful?"Pedro let out a cold laugh. "I gave Damon a chance—he chose not to take it. If that's the case, I have no choice but to be ruthless. The Wilkie Group must reclaim that 10% stake!"The thought of that stake being in Damon's hands felt like a sword hanging over Pedro's head, keeping him awake night after night.Initially, he had offered to buy back the shares, but Damon had refused, driven by greed."But—" Theo began."No buts! Do you want the Wilkie Group to end up under the name 'Sumner'?" Pedro leered at Theo, his face contorted with fury.Theo quickly said, "Grandpa, of course, I don't want that. But the Wilkie Group has just stabilized. If we rush into alliances with other companies, it may create future
"Rain boots?" Damon guessed."No," Nyla replied curtly."Galoshes?" Damon tried again.Nyla didn't bother responding."Knee-high socks?" Damon ventured."No! They're torn socks! Didn't you see the little ripped parts I drew?" Nyla cried."I thought those were just wear and tear," Damon reasoned.For a moment, Nyla doubted her artistic ability. Was she really that bad at drawing?"Damon, be honest with me. Are my drawings really that abstract?" she asked.Damon hesitated, choosing his words carefully. "Not exactly. Some words are just harder to draw. Maybe try simpler ones next time."Mason, unbothered, chimed in, "Daddy, stop sugarcoating it. Her drawings are abstract."Damon glared at him. "Be quiet."Mason crossed his arms. "Fine. But I'm definitely not playing Pictionary with Mommy again!""Then I'll play with her!" Damon countered.Mason and Nyla were both speechless.Truthfully, Nyla didn't want to play this game anymore, either. She quickly said, "Alright, it's get
Damon let out a chuckle, his expression full of mockery. "A better life? Then where were you when the Jaystons went bankrupt? Why didn't you take her to Meristate to live this so-called better life then?"Let's not pretend—your real reason for coming back is obvious. No need to spout these hypocritical lies."The other end of the call fell silent.Alexander hadn't expected Damon to uncover his real reason for his arrival to Saintornia so quickly.After a long pause, he finally spoke. "Even if my motives aren't entirely pure, taking her and Buddy to Meristate would undeniably offer them a better life, wouldn't it?""A better life? Or a life of constant fear? I won't let her become a pawn in your family's power struggles. If you want to take her and Buddy, you'll have to go through me first," Damon gritted through his teeth."If she comes to Meristate with me, she'll have a strong chance of inheriting the Nixon fortune. Mr. Sumner, you haven't even asked Nyla how she feels—how do y
Nyla knew she wasn't some extraordinary beauty, and she had a child.Yet, as she thought about Drake's previous investigations into her and his ties to the Nixons, her brow furrowed. A fleeting thought crossed her mind, but it vanished before she could grasp it."Nyla, how about I ask Tom about this another day?" Valarie suggested.Although Nyla didn't want anything more to do with Tom, she couldn't bring herself to care when it came to Nyla."No need," Nyla replied. "Didn't you say Damon was the one who saved you yesterday? He might know. I'll ask him.""That works," Valarie said.Afterward, Nyla lost her appetite and barely ate before parting ways with Valarie and heading to Prospectus Technology.…When Spencer saw her, he looked visibly surprised. "Ms. Kinsey, what brings you here? Mr. Sumner is in a meeting right now, but you can wait for him in his office.""Alright." She nodded and entered Damon's office. She hadn't been seated long when he returned."Nyla, what are yo