Clark grabbed his phone, glaring at the message with a dark expression. He and Jordyn had always used protection, so either she was lying, or she had tampered with the condoms. Either way, it crossed a line for Clark.He called her directly. "Where are you right now?"Jordyn felt a pang of bitterness when she heard the anger in his voice. "Clark, I'm pregnant. Aren't you happy at all?"Clark let out a cold laugh. "Are you sure it's mine?""Clark, you're the only man I've ever been with. Wouldn't you know better if it's yours or not?"Her tone was accusatory, with a hint of grievance, but Clark just felt annoyed."Get rid of it."The only woman he wanted to have children with was Nyla. Women like Jordyn, who threw themselves at him, were just for fun. He never took them seriously."No, this is our child. I'm keeping it."Clark frowned in irritation. If he had known she was so troublesome, he wouldn't have touched her. "I'm asking one last time, where are you?"There was a brie
Jordyn's sobs stopped abruptly, her eyes filled with grievance. "Clark, my feelings for you are genuine."The thought of her scheming made Clark feel a surge of disgust. "What’s your ‘genuine feelings’ worth?"He pulled out a bank card and tossed it on the table, his expression cold. "There’s 300,000 dollars on this card. Take the money and get an abortion. Otherwise, I’ll have my bodyguards drag you to the hospital. You know what to choose."Jordyn hesitated for a moment, then grabbed the card with trembling hands and ran out of the restaurant in tears.Clark called his bodyguards to make sure they followed her to the hospital, then hung up in frustration. Upon seeing the photo of Nyla on his screen saver, his expression softened. Without much hesitation, he called her.It rang for a long time before she answered."What do you want?"Nyla's cold tone was like a bucket of ice water, instantly cooling Clark's previously warm heart from thinking of her. He clenched his phone tight
Clark froze for a moment and instinctively said, "But you always buy these flowers when you go to the florist."Nyla looked away. Clark had probably forgotten that he had given her Juliet roses the day he confessed. It didn't matter anymore. If he could betray their relationship, it was no surprise that he couldn't remember such a small detail."That was in the past."She walked past him directly to the bedroom. She could feel his gaze on her, but she no longer cared if her words hurt him.After changing clothes and coming downstairs, the housekeeper had already set dinner on the table. "Mr. and Mrs. Sumner, dinner is ready."Nyla nodded and went straight to the table, starting to eat without even glancing at Clark.Clark frowned but said nothing, silently sitting across from her.The housekeeper, Patricia Bambra, noticed the tension between them and guessed they had argued. She picked up the flowers from the coffee table, smiling at Nyla. "Mrs. Sumner, should I arrange these fl
Clark's commanding tone made Nyla instinctively frown. "Whether you agree or not, I'm moving out."Nyla's indifferent tone fueled Clark's anger even more. His voice rose. "Don't forget, your father's medical expenses—"Before he could finish, Nyla coldly interrupted, "Clark, if I remember correctly, your Uncle Elijah's son is returning from studying abroad soon. You wouldn't want your affair to be known to the Sumners at this time, would you?"Elijah Sumner, Clark's second uncle, wasn't very capable, so Richard had invested a lot in Elijah's son. After all, the Sumner Group was so big that they couldn't give everything to Clark.Over the years, Clark had always performed well in front of Richard. Now was a crucial time. He couldn't let Nyla tell Richard about his affair.Nyla had also considered this point in her choice to move out at this time.There was silence on the other end of the phone. After a while, there was a low laugh. "Nyla, I never realized before that you were a ra
On Monday morning at eight sharp, Nyla arrived punctually at Park Pharmaceuticals.The HR completed her onboarding and showed her around the company, familiarizing her with the departments' locations. Afterward, she was escorted to the office of the R&D department manager.The R&D manager, Genevieve Reeve, was a woman in her 40s with a neat short haircut. She was not one to smile easily, giving off a serious vibe."Have a seat," she said after Nyla sat down. "I've reviewed your resume. You achieved quite a bit during your school days, but you haven't been in the lab for the past few years. You'll start as an assistant.""Okay."Genevieve approved of Nyla's calm composure without any hint of dissatisfaction. She liked subordinates who were down-to-earth. So far, Nyla seemed reliable.Genevieve stood up and addressed Nyla. "Let me introduce you to your colleagues."She led Nyla into the R&D department and raised her voice. "Everyone, hold on a moment. We have a new member in our d
Genevieve looked at Nyla. "Have you gained anything in the lab these days?""I've observed that the current focus in the lab is on developing drugs for cardiovascular diseases. The progress of drug development is about 50% complete, and we're preparing for the experimental stage using mice."Upon hearing that, Genevieve's expression brightened slightly, and her gaze toward Nyla carried a hint of approval. "Well done. How about your learning progress with the lab equipment?""It's coming along."On the side, Lucia frowned at Nyla. "Nyla, I know you're eager to conduct experiments, but experiments are serious business. There are several instruments we haven't used recently. How can you say you've almost learned them?"Nyla commented flatly, "I've used these instruments during my university years.""You said it yourself, that was years ago. You haven't been in a lab for quite some time. You need to learn everything again from scratch. We're dealing with drug development here. There'
Nyla's face turned pale as she snatched the phone back from Clark's hand. "I'll head there right away!"Clark grabbed her hand. "I'll go with you."Without giving Nyla a chance to refuse, he pulled her along toward the door.Nyla tried to shake off his grip but failed, frowning in frustration. "Let go of me. I can go by myself."Clark looked back at her with a hint of helplessness. "Nyla, your father's health is at stake right now. Let's put aside our argument for later, okay?"Nyla had wanted to point out that their situation wasn't just a simple argument, but her father's condition was more pressing. She didn't have the energy to argue with him either.…They rushed to the emergency room, where they saw Wren Hackett anxiously waiting on a bench in the corridor, her eyes red.Nyla hurried over. "Wren, what happened? Wasn't Dad's condition stable all this time? Why did he suddenly collapse?"The doctors had previously assured them that as long as Harrison avoided stress, his c
Clark hurried forward and squatted beside Harrison. "Dad, rest assured. I'll always treat Nyla well.""Mm. As long as you treat her well, that's all I ask for."Seeing Harrison's eyelids droop from the lingering anesthesia, Nyla quickly called out to him. "Dad, the anesthesia hasn't completely worn off yet. You can't sleep."Throughout the night, Nyla and Clark took turns watching over Harrison. As dawn approached, the effects of the anesthesia began to fade, allowing Harrison to finally rest.Shortly after dawn, Wren arrived with freshly made soup. "Nyla, Clark, you two stayed up all night. You should go home now. I'll take care of things here."After a night of vigil, Nyla could barely keep her eyes open. She nodded. "Okay, Wren. If there's anything, call me. I'll be resting at home on Saturday and Sunday."Wren unintentionally frowned as she thought, "Hasn't Nyla been unemployed? Why would she mention resting on weekends?"Before she could ask, nurses entered to conduct exami
Nyla looked at Valarie. "What do you mean, giving each other looks? Just eat. I made your favorite—spicy chicken."Valarie nodded. "Okay."As they ate, Damon glanced at Brandon. "When are you going back to the company?"It had been nearly a month since Brandon left the Sumner Group. If he stayed away much longer, the people he had trained might start siding with someone else.Brandon paused mid-bite, instinctively glancing at Valarie across the table. She didn't even look his way.After a brief silence, he lowered his gaze. "In a few days.""Alright." Damon didn't press the issue.Brandon was the CEO of the Sumner Group. Damon couldn't keep treating him like a subordinate.Halfway through the meal, Brandon's phone rang.Seeing Jayden's name on the screen, he frowned and ignored it. But the phone rang again. And again.After declining multiple calls, he realized the others at the table were all looking at him.He picked up the phone. "It might be urgent."Stepping aside, he
"I just wanted to see if you'd tell me the truth. Now I know—you don't trust me," Jayden said.Michelle cried, "Fine! I admit it. I sent Stefan after Valarie. I wanted him to ruin her relationship with Brandon! Go ahead and tell Brandon if you want! I don't care!"She stood, ready to leave.Before she reached the door, Jayden's voice echoed behind her."I won't tell Brandon," he said. "But I won't help you anymore, either. There's still time to stop this. You can walk away now."Michelle's footsteps faltered momentarily, but she didn't turn back. She had never regretted her choices—why would she stop now?As long as she could have Brandon in the end, she wouldn't give up.If Jayden refused to help, she'd just have to figure it out on her own.…That evening, as Valarie got off work, she received a call from Nyla."Valarie, come over for dinner tonight! Oh, and by the way, I sent you a thank-you gift last night. Make sure you accept it," Nyla said.Valarie had seen Nyla's mon
"Whether or not you're having me followed, who I choose to spend time with is my business. I hope you'll stop prying into my private life," Valarie said.Brandon grabbed her wrist, his voice low and firm. "Valarie, the month is almost up. Don't forget the promise you made."She pulled away. "There's still a week left. We'll talk when the time comes."With that, she turned and left.Brandon watched her go, frustration darkening his face.The anonymous photos he'd received that morning were still fresh in his mind, making his expression even stormier.Forcing himself to stay calm, he pulled out his phone and called his assistant. "Find out who sent those photos to my email this morning."After hanging up, his mood remained grim. It was time to give Stefan a warning.Just as he was about to leave, his phone rang again.His eyes flickered with annoyance at the unfamiliar number. Without hesitation, he rejected the call and blocked it.Ever since he'd cut off Michelle, she'd been
Valarie turned to the couch and saw Stefan sitting there, watching her with concern."You stayed here all night?" she asked, surprised."Yeah." He nodded. "You drank too much last night. I was worried about you, so I stayed to look after you.""That must've been exhausting," Valarie remarked.Stefan shook his head. "It wasn't. How do you feel now? I bought you breakfast and made you honey water this morning. If your head hurts, the honey water should help.""I'll wash my face first." Valarie got out of bed and went to the bathroom.While freshening up, she noticed several faint red marks on her neck and chest—suspiciously like hickeys. She frowned slightly.When she stepped out, Stefan was still on the couch, looking especially well-behaved.Valarie sat across from him, pointed at her neck, and asked bluntly, "Did you do this?"The moment the words left her mouth, Stefan's face turned bright red. He lowered his head, avoiding her gaze. "I... I couldn't help myself. But I swear
After placing Valarie on the couch, Stefan stepped out of the private room to answer the call.Michelle sneered. "Stefan, tomorrow is the deadline for your mother's medical bill, and you haven't made any progress."Looks like you really don't care about the money. Or… have you gotten close to Valarie and don't need it anymore?"What a pity. Valarie still doesn't know you have ulterior motives. Do you want me to help tell her?"Stefan lowered his head, his eyes dark with emotion. "I'll send the photos in a bit."He hung up without hesitation.Slipping his phone back into his pocket, he didn't return to the private room immediately. Instead, he leaned against the wall and lit a cigarette. The swirling smoke obscured his features, making it impossible to read his expression.It felt like his entire life had been shrouded in darkness since birth. No matter how hard he fought, he could never break free.His phone buzzed with a new message from Michelle.Michelle: [Stefan, your mo
Nyla continued. "And Buddy?""Mr. Mason has already gone to bed," Lydia reported.Nyla nodded, then turned and made her way to the study.She gently pushed the door open and saw Damon fast asleep on the couch. Quietly, she stepped inside.The couch wasn't very big—perfect for her to nap on while reading. But for someone as tall as Damon, it looked rather cramped.As she moved closer, she noticed he hadn't even loosened his tie before falling asleep. A flicker of distress crossed her eyes. He must have been exhausted from all the wedding preparations.Carefully, she reached out, loosened his tie, and unbuttoned the top few buttons of his shirt. Then she grabbed a blanket and draped it over him.After making sure he was comfortable, she left the room as quietly as she had entered.Since she wasn't sleepy yet, she decided to sit in the living room for a while.Just as she settled on the couch, Lydia approached with a shawl. "Mrs. Sumner, the temperature drops at night. Keep warm.
Nyla was momentarily stunned but reached out to accept the gift."Can I open it now?" she asked.Alexander nodded. "Of course."She lifted the lid and found a stunning ruby necklace inside, surrounded by diamonds that shimmered like a star-studded sky. It was breathtaking—impossible to look away from."It's beautiful. Thank you," she gasped."As long as you like it, that's all that matters. By the way, where's Buddy?" Alexander asked."He's probably in the main hall," Nyla answered.Alexander chuckled. "Alright. I'll go look for him."As soon as he left, Valarie let out a gasp of amazement. "Nyla, who was that guy? I just saw this necklace on the news a while ago. It was auctioned off for 20,000,000 dollars to a mysterious buyer! And now, I see it in real life—right here!"Nyla was taken aback. She hadn't expected the necklace to be that valuable.She examined it again. Aside from its beauty, it didn't seem all that special."Are you sure it's worth so much?" she asked.Val
Opening the food container, Nyla found it filled with all her favorite snacks. She couldn't help but smile."Valarie, you barely ate anything earlier. Want some?" she asked.Valarie glanced at the food, raised an eyebrow, and replied, "I'm already full—from all the PDA I've been force-fed today."Time passed quickly, and before they knew it, it was already 2:00 p.m.Valarie led Nyla out of the dressing room, where Harrison waited at the entrance, seated in his wheelchair.The moment Nyla saw him, her eyes welled with tears. "Dad."Harrison's voice thickened with emotion. "I'm here to walk you down the aisle."Nyla squeezed his hand as they descended the stairs together.At the entrance to the grand hall, Nyla held her bouquet with one hand and her father's hand with the other, her heart racing with anticipation.The doors swung open.Damon stood at the end of the aisle, dressed in a sharp white suit. His eyes locked onto Nyla's, filled with nothing but love and tenderness.E
At that moment, Nyla finally understood what Damon had meant by a "surprise."Her eyes welled with emotion as she turned to Valarie. "Where is he now?""I'm not sure, but he's probably still handling the wedding preparations. Try on the dress first and see if it fits!" Valarie said with a grin.Nyla blinked back her tears and nodded. "Okay."With Valarie's help, she slipped into the wedding dress.It fit her perfectly—just as she had imagined.Gazing at her reflection in the mirror, she felt a bit dazed.It had been so long since she'd last worn a wedding dress—so long that she had almost forgotten what it felt like.Beside her, Valarie admired the sight. "You look gorgeous! My best friend never disappoints. Oh, wait—there's still this!"Nyla turned to see Valarie holding a diamond-studded tiara. She couldn't help but smile."Let me put it on for you," Valarie offered."Okay."Valarie carefully adjusted the tiara on Nyla's head, making sure it sat just right."Perfect," sh