Wren didn't seem upset by the cold reception. She maintained a smile and said, "You and your dad are finally getting along again. I don't want to disturb you. I'm staying in Shoal Bay on the north side of the city now. Come by if you have time."Nyla stayed silent, her demeanor unmistakably cold.Only as Wren brushed past did Nyla give her a low warning. "I'm setting up a camera at the door. If I catch you bothering my dad again, I'll call the police."Wren paused for a moment but left quickly without a word.Nyla knocked on the door. "Dad, you can open the door now. She's gone."The door swung open immediately.Upon seeing Nyla and Damon, Harrison's previously tense face relaxed into a smile. "Nyla, Mr. Sumner, you're here! Come on in."As they entered the living room, the smell of food wafted from the kitchen, where the housekeeper was likely cooking.Harrison chuckled. "I didn't expect you to come over. I'll ask the housekeeper to make a couple more dishes.""I'll handle it
Harrison nodded. "Alright. You and Nyla don't need to worry about me. Wren and I are divorced. There's nothing she can do.""Alright. One more thing—do you have any family abroad?" Damon asked.Harrison looked momentarily stunned, then, after a pause, shook his head. "No, I don't think so. Why do you ask?""Just curious," Damon replied. "And Nyla's mother's side?"Harrison grew quiet at the mention of Emerald.After a long pause, he finally said, "Emerald was an orphan. I tried helping her search for her family in the past, but we didn't find anything.""How did you two meet?" Damon asked.Recalling the memory, Harrison smiled. "We met on a rainy day. I was on my way home from work when a downpour started, so I ducked under an awning for shelter. She happened to come by too. I fell in love with her the moment I saw her.""We got married, and she stayed home after that to manage the house while I went into business."His face held nothing but warmth and nostalgia as he recounte
Damon was rendered speechless.Mason didn't care. He walked right past Damon and ran straight to Harrison, stopping in front of him. "Hi, Grandpa!"Seeing his adorable grandson, Harrison couldn't stop smiling. "Hello, Buddy! Are you hungry? Let's wash our hands and have dinner, okay?"Mason nodded obediently. "Okay, Grandpa!"Nyla led Mason to wash his hands. When they returned to the dining table, Damon had already served their meals.Mason climbed into his chair. Instead of eating, he looked expectantly at Harrison.Harrison was puzzled. "Buddy, why aren't you eating? Don't you like the food?"Mason shook his head. "No, Grandpa. You eat first."Harrison immediately understood. Mason was waiting for him to start.Smiling, Harrison picked up some food. "Alright, let's all eat now.""Okay!" Mason happily grabbed a meatball. He had always loved meatballs—he could never get enough.After eating a few, he reached for more, but Nyla stopped him. "No more meatballs, or it might no
Nyla nodded and turned to Damon. "Looks like you have work to take care of. I'll go put Buddy to bed.""Alright," Damon said, then turned to Spencer. "Let's talk in the study."Once inside, with the door closed, Damon handed Spencer two hair samples."Take these in for testing. I need the results within a day," he instructed.Spencer carefully took the samples. "Understood, Mr. Sumner.""How's the investigation on Drake coming along?" Damon asked.Spencer's expression grew tense.Lowering his voice, he said, "Drake knows someone's looking into him, and Falcon was almost caught. They've stepped back for now."Damon's gaze hardened. "Got it. Tell them to lay low and stay out of sight for a while.""Alright. But they did manage to find out that this 'Amy' is somehow connected to the Nixons," Spencer added."That fits with what I suspected. The Nixons have deep roots in Meristate, and any investigation will be risky. Keep tabs on Tom—let me know if he makes any moves," Damon repl
Hearing Damon's words, Nyla finally relaxed. "Alright."Meanwhile, Brandon's expression remained cold as he hung up, stood, and walked out the door.He arrived at the bar 20 minutes later.Valarie was seated at the bar, downing drink after drink.A few men eyed her, but none made a move.Brandon approached her, snatched the glass from her hand, and said softly, "I'm taking you home."Already drunk, Valarie looked up and burst into laughter when she saw him. "How can you be here too? This is so funny!"Upon seeing that she didn't even recognize him, Brandon's expression darkened. He grabbed her wrist and started pulling her toward the door.Drunk and slow to react, Valarie nearly stumbled as he yanked her along.Just then, another hand grabbed her other wrist.Brandon stopped and turned around.Standing behind them was Tom, holding onto Valarie's other hand.Brandon's expression turned icy, a chill seeming to settle over him."Let go of her!" he barked.Tom didn't seem to
"I said you're an ugly freak!" Valarie shot back, her face flushed, her eyes unfocused.Tom's expression darkened. He knew he shouldn't argue with a drunk person, but hearing her call him ugly still stung.Brandon couldn't help but laugh mockingly. "Did you hear that? My girlfriend doesn't want ugly freaks touching her. Next time, stay out of her business."Tom glared at him coldly. "Brandon, you and she aren't right for each other. I suggest you let go of her before you get hurt."Brandon retorted, "I don't need you to tell me what to do. Mind your own business."Without another word, he took Valarie and left.As they walked away, Tom's eyes narrowed. It seemed like it was time to give the Sumner Group something to deal with.Outside the bar, the cold wind hit, and Valarie shivered, sobering up slightly. She turned to see Brandon still holding onto her, and her expression shifted. She immediately tried to pull away."I don't need your help," she said.Although more aware, the
Damon's warm breath brushed against Nyla's earlobe, sending a tingling sensation through her.She pushed him away. "I can sleep just fine. I'm tired now, so stay away from me.""Really?" Damon asked."Of course. Don't come any closer, it's hot," Nyla complained.Damon chuckled. "Weren't you complaining about the cold last night? And now you're saying it's hot? Looks like you're just done once you're done with me."Nyla was speechless. The reason she felt cold last night was that they had forgotten to close the window.As she remained silent, Damon leaned in closer. "Nyla, it's been a few days since we—""Not interested tonight," she cut him off.Damon fell silent."Alright, go to sleep," Nyla urged.Damon sighed and lay back down quietly.…As soon as Damon arrived at the office the next morning, Spencer knocked and entered with a file."Mr. Sumner, here's the report for the two samples you asked for earlier," Spencer said.Damon took the report and opened it. It confirme
After all, Brandon was his nephew—wasn't he being a bit too obvious about trying to set someone up with his nephew's girlfriend?Damon nodded confidently. "I'm sure.""I can tell that Valarie likes Brandon a lot. Otherwise, she wouldn't have gone drinking just because of him. But fine, you can pass him on to me. If Brandon doesn't treat her well, I'll introduce her to someone else," Nyla said."No." Damon flatly refused."Why not?" Nyla asked."If I could, I'd delete all the male contacts in your phone, so there's no way I'd be introducing you to anyone new," Damon stated.Nyla was rendered speechless. She shot him a look and then turned her attention back to her meal, ignoring him.After lunch, Damon had to attend a meeting, and Nyla went downstairs.Later that afternoon…While Nyla was working in the lab, she suddenly received a call from the hospital."Ms. Kinsey, your father fell down the stairs. You need to come to the hospital immediately," the hospital staff urged.…
"That's more like it," Valarie chirped.Nyla couldn't help but say, "Valarie, stop bullying Brandon all the time."Brandon turned to her and sighed dramatically. "Aunt Nyla, since you mentioned it, I have to say something. You have no idea what I've been through these past six months, I— Ouch!"Before he could finish, Valarie pinched his waist. "What was that? Tell me, Brandon. Have you been unhappy these past six months?""N-No... I've been very happy..." Brandon winced."Have I bullied you then?" Valarie pressed."No..." Brandon murmured.Valarie huffed. "If not, then keep your mouth shut, or Nyla will really think I mistreat you." Brandon gave her a pitiful look, lowering his head like a scolded puppy.Before they married, Valarie had been gentle and beautiful in his eyes. But after marriage, he realized how wrong he had been.Gentle and beautiful? All an illusion.If he stayed out drinking and came home late, he'd have to choose between sleeping on the couch or outside.
Taking Mia to work was exhausting, but every time she smiled at Damon, it made everything worth it."She'll be fine. Didn't you just say she loves us both equally? She'll cry for a bit, but if you stop taking her to the office, she'll get used to being at home," Nyla reasoned.Seeing Nyla's determination, Damon finally relented. "Alright, we'll try it tomorrow. But if she cries too much, you'll have to take her to the office.""Deal!" Nyla said....After getting ready for work the next morning, Damon kissed Mia on the cheek and headed for the door.As soon as he changed his shoes at the entrance, she reached her little arms toward him, asking to be held. She had grown so accustomed to going to the office with him every day that it had become a reflex.Damon glanced at Nyla. "Nyla, maybe today we should—"Nyla interrupted, "Nope. You go to work. And if you're free for lunch, don't bother coming home. If you need to work late, no rush to come back either."Damon chuckled. "You'
"Brandon, from now on, I'm entrusting Valarie to you," Jonathan said. "She's been spoiled by us and can be a little willful at times. I hope you'll be patient with her in your marriage, and I wish you both a lifetime of happiness together."Brandon held Valarie's hand tightly, his expression solemn. "Dad, don't worry. I'll cherish her with all my heart."Jonathan nodded, stepping down from the stage. He discreetly wiped away his tears.After exchanging vows and rings, Valarie and Brandon sealed their love with a kiss, surrounded by cheers and applause.…On the way home from the wedding, Nyla glanced at Damon. "I saw Mr. Weir wipe his tears so many times today. When Bunny gets married, you'll definitely be just like him, sneaking off somewhere to cry."Damon's grip on the steering wheel tightened slightly, his gaze sharpening. "No one will ever be good enough for my daughter. If she never gets married, we'll take care of her for the rest of our lives."Nyla raised an eyebrow and
"Of course! When's the wedding?" Nyla asked.Valarie shook her head. "We haven't decided yet. He'll come to my house in a few days to discuss it with my parents."Nyla raised an eyebrow. "You're about to get really busy. Planning a wedding alone will take a lot of work.""Yeah, I'm already getting a headache just thinking about it," Valarie replied....For the next few months, Valarie was completely consumed by wedding preparations and work, barely having time to catch her breath.The wedding was set for August 8th, leaving them with less than six months to finalize everything.Valarie even traveled abroad several times to meet with designers and ensure her wedding dress was exactly what she wanted.Beyond the dress, she and Brandon spent hours discussing every detail—from the venue to the wedding favors and bouquet choices....After months of nonstop planning, the big day finally arrived.Valarie was already up, getting her hair and makeup done at 2:00 a.m.By the time N
Valarie looked up and saw the approaching glow.When the figure finally stopped in front of her, she realized it was Brandon.Frowning, she asked, "Where did you go? I waited so long for you. And what are you hiding behind your back?"Brandon flipped his phone face-down on the table, revealing the flowers he had hidden. Then he dropped to one knee."Valarie, I had planned a perfect proposal for you, but when you asked earlier about the meaning of wearing a wedding dress, I knew I couldn't wait any longer."Before I met you, my life revolved solely around work. I never paused for anyone—I never cared whether the sun was rising or setting, or if the moon was full or waning. But everything changed after I met you."I began cherishing the thought of greeting you every morning, sharing meals with you, and standing by your side for life."Valarie, I want every morning to begin with us waking up together, and every night to end with us holding each other as we fall asleep."Finally, B
Of course, every time they visited Valarie's home, Phoebe would subtly—or sometimes not so subtly—hint that they should get married.Brandon had always assumed Valarie wasn't interested in marriage since she never responded to those hints. He hadn't considered proposing.But today, seeing her so excited about picking out baby clothes made him start to imagine a future with her—building a family, raising a child.That thought filled his heart with warmth.After more than three hours of shopping, they finally left the mall, their arms full of bags.Once they loaded everything into the car, Valarie turned to Brandon. "I'm starving. Let's grab something to eat."Brandon nodded. "Sure. What are you in the mood for?""I'm not picky. Is there anything good around here? I don't feel like going too far," she replied.Brandon paused, then said, "There's a place with ethnic cuisine nearby. I went there once for a business meeting—it was pretty authentic. Want to give it a try?""Sounds g
Nyla was silent for a moment before nodding. "Alright. If you ever need Damon to help figure out Brandon's thoughts, just let me know.""I will. Don't worry about us, though. You just gave birth. Your main priority should be resting," Valarie said."Okay," Nyla replied.Valarie lingered in the bedroom for a while, but when she saw Nyla looking tired, she stood up and left.Downstairs, only Brandon was in the living room.Valarie walked over to him and asked, "Where's Damon?""He had something to take care of for work, so he went to the study. How's Aunt Nyla?" Brandon asked."She seems to be doing well, and the baby is adorable. Oh, right, I forgot to ask what the baby's name is. I only know her nickname is Bunny," Valarie said.Just thinking about Mia Sumner's cute little face made Valarie smile. She was already looking forward to the day the baby would call her godmother.A flicker of something crossed Brandon's eyes. "You really like kids, huh?""Of course! I've said befor
Once they were in the car, Nyla suddenly recalled Damon's phone call earlier. "By the way, what did Alexander want?"After a brief pause, Damon glanced at her. "He said Ms. Kinsey left you an inheritance and asked when we'd be able to go to Meristate to take care of it."Nyla pressed her lips together before replying, "Call him later and tell him to donate it or keep it for himself. I don't want it.""Alright," Damon replied.When they arrived home, Damon helped Nyla settle onto the couch, placing a pillow behind her back for support. Then, he said seriously, "Nyla, you've been through enough. Let's not have any more kids after this."During her first pregnancy with Mason, Damon hadn't been around, so he hadn't realized how difficult it was for her.Now, experiencing this pregnancy with her, every checkup and blood draw made his heart ache.Once Nyla gave birth, he planned to get a vasectomy. Two kids were enough for them.Nyla shot him a look. "This wasn't exactly planned, was
More than half an hour later, Nyla finally stirred from her nap.When she opened her eyes, she found Damon sitting by her bed, watching her. She froze for a moment, caught off guard.Rubbing her eyes, she realized he was still there and confirmed she wasn't dreaming.She slowly sat up, her voice still heavy with sleep. "Why are you here? Shouldn't you be in your study working?""I missed you, so I came to see you," Damon replied.Nyla narrowed her eyes. "You definitely have something to say if you're here all of a sudden."Damon chuckled, a little helpless. "I guess I can't fool you.""Of course not. I know you too well. Ever since I got pregnant, you've never come to see me like this in the afternoon," Nyla said."Alright. Go freshen up first, and I'll wait for you downstairs," Damon suggested."Okay," Nyla replied.After washing up, she went downstairs and sat beside Damon. "Alright, tell me. What's going on? You're acting all mysterious."Damon hesitated for a moment befo