"By the way, what do you think of Sullivan Heseltine?" Nyla asked.Damon paused for a few seconds, realizing he had no idea who that was. "Sullivan Heseltine?""He's an employee from Prospectus Technology, assigned to work with me on this project. He's the team leader," Nyla explained.Damon still had no impression of him and raised an eyebrow. "What about him?""Nothing. If you don't know him, forget it," Nyla replied.Damon quipped, "Why are you asking me about another guy? Aren't you afraid I'll get jealous?"Nyla shot him a playful glare. "I just asked casually. Do you really get jealous that easily?""Of course I do! You have a way of attracting attention, and that makes me insecure," Damon teased."Who's attracting attention? I see women stealing glances at you every time you walk into the office. If I were as jealous as you, I'd have run out of jealousy by now," Nyla huffed.Damon's gaze deepened, a hint of melancholy in his expression. "But I've never seen you get jeal
"I'm being serious," Damon said."I don't want to deal with you right now. Walter, look for a pharmacy up ahead and stop the car," Nyla requested.Walter nodded and soon pulled over at an intersection."Ms. Kinsey, there's a pharmacy here," he informed her."Great," Nyla replied, turning to Damon. "I'll go buy some medicine. Wait here for me."Damon wanted to stop her, but seeing the worry in her eyes, he swallowed his words and nodded. "Okay."As Nyla got out of the car and walked toward the pharmacy, she bumped into a delivery person rushing out, causing the medicine in their hands to fall to the ground."Sorry, I didn't mean to," Nyla apologized.The delivery person bent down to pick up the medicine when a shocked voice called out, "Ruby?!"Ruby looked up, recognizing Nyla, and a hint of panic flashed across her face. "N-Nyla…""Did you leave work early just to make deliveries?" Nyla asked.Ruby hurriedly picked up the fallen medicine, avoiding eye contact with Nyla. "I'm
Damon stiffened and averted his gaze. "It's nothing.""Is your arm still hurting?" Nyla asked, trying to look at Damon's arm, but he turned away.He dismissed her concern. "It's fine. Let's get ready for dinner."He didn't even glance at Nyla as he walked past her toward the dining room.Nyla frowned, sensing something was off about his attitude. She thought back and realized his demeanor had changed after she returned to the car from the pharmacy.Could it be because she hadn't mentioned Ruby to him? Was he sulking?During dinner, Damon spoke only to Mason, ignoring Nyla unless she initiated the conversation.After dinner, seeing Damon head toward the study, Nyla quickly followed him."Damon, wait! I need to talk to you," she called out.His tone was somewhat cold when he replied, "What is it?"Nyla looked up at him. "Are you upset with me?"Damon avoided her gaze. "No.""If that's true, then why were you only talking to Buddy at dinner?" she pressed."You're overthinking
Damon picked up the car keys and said, "I'll take you there."Worried that Valarie might get into trouble at the bar, Nyla nodded. "Okay."…By the time they arrived at the bar, an hour had passed.When they found Valarie, she was already a bit dazed and being hit on by a drunken man. Nyla stepped forward and swatted the man's hand away from Valarie."Stay away from her!" she warned.The man, his face flushed with alcohol, turned angrily to face her. When he saw how beautiful she was, his eyes lit up. "Hey, gorgeous, what's your number—"Before he could finish his sentence, a chilling voice came from behind him. "Touch her, and you'll regret it!"The man turned to meet Damon's icy gaze. He shuddered, sobering up a little.Noticing Damon's distinguished appearance, the man awkwardly smiled. "Sorry, I mistook her for someone else."He quickly turned and left, clearly eager to avoid Damon.Nyla supported the dazed Valarie, who was nearly unable to stand. "Valarie, what happened
"Thanks, Lydia, I appreciate it," Nyla replied.Lydia shook her head with a smile. "It's no trouble."With that, she went to the kitchen.As soon as Nyla returned from fetching water in the bathroom, she heard Valarie's quiet sobs. She hurried to the bedside, setting down the basin of water, and gently nudged Valarie."Valarie, how are you feeling?" she asked.Valarie opened her eyes. Upon seeing Nyla, she began to cry even harder. "Nyla… is my life a failure?"Noticing her red-rimmed eyes, Nyla quickly knelt beside her and replied gently, "Why do you think that?""The Weir Group is in trouble, and I can't help at all… I'm clearly attracted to Brandon, but I'm too afraid of the age difference to pursue it. I decided to get engaged to Zayn for the Weir Group, but I'm not doing it wholeheartedly… And Zayn has a mistress…" Valarie confessed.She tried to convince herself that she didn't care, but it was impossible to feel completely indifferent, especially since Zayn's mistress ha
The study was still lit, and Damon hadn't gone to bed yet. Surprise flashed in his eyes when he saw Nyla. "What are you doing here? How's Valarie?""She's already asleep," Nyla answered.Noticing that Nyla seemed to have something to say, Damon raised an eyebrow."Damon, thank you for what you did tonight," Nyla said."Why are you being so polite? I'm your boyfriend—it's what I should do," Damon replied.After a moment of hesitation, Nyla appeared to make up her mind. She slowly raised her head to meet his gaze. "It's not just about tonight. You've always been good to me since we met. I owe you an apology and a thank you."The seriousness in her eyes made Damon press his lips together and approach her.As he drew closer, Nyla subconsciously stepped back and asked warily, "Why are you getting up all of a sudden?"Damon beamed. "Didn't you want to thank me?""Yeah, but you—" Nyla began.Before she could finish her sentence, Damon wrapped his arms around her waist and picked her
That night, Nyla couldn't sleep. As soon as she closed her eyes, the image of marrying Damon filled her mind, making it impossible to doze off.It wasn't until just before dawn that she finally managed to fall asleep.When she woke up in the morning, dark circles were evident under her eyes.During breakfast, Damon raised an eyebrow at her and asked, "Didn't sleep well last night?"Nyla glared at the one responsible for her sleepless night. "Yeah.""Was it because I said I needed a wife?" Damon asked teasingly.Seeing him smile like a lovesick puppy, Nyla instinctively denied it. "Of course not! I was… worried about Valarie, so I couldn't sleep. What you said had nothing to do with it!""Nyla, I never realized you were so good at saying one thing and meaning another," Damon replied.Nyla gritted her teeth. "And I didn't know you could talk so much. It's early, and you won't stop chatting even over breakfast."Damon's smile widened as he continued to eat elegantly.His calm de
Damon was silent for a few seconds before telling Spencer, "Have him come to my office at 10:00 a.m."Spencer nodded. "Got it."Just as he was about to leave, Damon suddenly called him back. "Wait, go to the pharmacy and pick up some stomach medicine to send to the lab."Spencer knew exactly who it was for without needing to be told—no one else in the lab had the privilege of Damon personally sending someone to buy medicine for them."Okay, I'll head there right away," he answered.…Nyla had just arrived at the lab when Spencer walked in."Ms. Kinsey, this is the medicine that Mr. Sumner asked me to get for you," he informed her.Seeing the bag in Spencer's hand, filled with various stomach medications, she couldn't help but chuckle. "Mr. Hogg, I'm fine. I just overate this morning."Spencer handed her the bag. "Ms. Kinsey, just accept it. This is Mr. Sumner's kind gesture, and I need a good reason to report back.""Alright, please thank him for me," Nyla said, accepting the