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.…
Upon hearing this, Nyla frowned. "She actually went to harass you after everything that happened?"Earlier, when she had arrived, she hadn't seen Wren at all. If not for Wren, Harrison wouldn't have fallen down the stairs. Yet, Wren hadn't even bothered to check on him!Harrison remained silent for a moment before softly replying, "This is still my fault. She can't be blamed."Nyla couldn't suppress her anger at his words. "How can you not blame her? If she hadn't gone to find you, you wouldn't have fallen down the stairs. You're already so old, and now you have to suffer like this! I'm not letting this go."Without hesitation, she pulled out her phone to call the police.Harrison tried to stop her, but the effects of the anesthesia hadn't worn off, and he lacked the strength to stop her."Nyla, don't call the police..." he murmured.Upon seeing Harrison's trembling hand, Nyla's gaze grew colder. "She made you fall down the stairs, and when you were undergoing surgery, she wasn'
"I never said you didn't contribute, but your mother kept bothering my dad after the divorce and caused him to fall down the stairs. We need to settle this once and for all." Nyla's voice was icy as she glared at Gabriel.If it hadn't been for Wren stirring things up back then, Nyla wouldn't have had such a strained relationship with her father.Now, even though they were divorced, Wren still greedily wanted the demolition compensation. Wasn't that shameless?Gabriel clenched his fists. His eyes filled with sorrow as he met her gaze. "This incident was indeed my mom's fault. I'll apologize on her behalf, and she will go to the hospital to apologize to your father. As for his medical and nutritional expenses, I will take full responsibility."Nyla's expression remained stern. "That's what you should do, and I won't let her off easily. I've handed the footage to the police. If my dad was pushed by her, I'll definitely press charges!"Her tone was resolute, offering no room for negot
"Are you sure you didn't push Harrison?" Gabriel asked.Meeting his questioning gaze, Wren frowned. "No, I told you already, didn't I? You don't believe me?"During their struggle, Harrison had simply fallen by accident. She had already been questioned multiple times by the police. Now, after finally leaving the station, she had to deal with her son's doubts.Not seeing any signs of dishonesty, Gabriel started the car and coldly said, "I'll take you home."…Gabriel dropped Wren off at the entrance. Before she could step out of the car, his icy voice came again. "Apart from apologizing, don't ever go to Harrison again. If you need money, I'll give it to you."Wren paused with her hand on the door, her expression shifting.After a long silence, she replied, "This is my business. You don't need to worry about it."Her words completely ignited Gabriel's anger, and the temperature in the car dropped significantly."Every time you go shopping, you spend more than what the demolitio
If Wilhelm stopped wanting to see Jane, the bond between them would naturally fade over time."No! I don't want food!" Wilhelm cried, hurling Gabriel's phone onto the car seat.He began pounding on the car door, trying to open it. "I want to see Mommy! I want to live with her, not you!"Gabriel, his patience wearing thin, locked the doors with a sharp click and turned to Wilhelm, his expression darkening."Your mother doesn't want you. Even if you find her, she won't take you. I'm the only one you have now," he said."I hate you! I don't want to be with you! I don't want you as my dad!" Wilhelm screamed.Gabriel's restraint, already fraying after days of tantrums, finally snapped. He stared at his son and said coldly, "It doesn't matter whether you want me or not. No one wants you now except me."Jane didn't want Wilhelm. The Wilkies wouldn't want him either."That's not true!" Wilhelm sobbed uncontrollably. "Mommy wants me. Mommy's just mad. If I'm good, she'll take me back! S
Lydia nodded. "Okay, Ms. Kinsey."Shortly after, Lydia returned with Mason by her side.When Mason saw Gabriel and Wilhelm standing at the door, he frowned and turned to Nyla. "Mommy, why is Wilhelm here?"Nyla patted his head gently. "He's here to apologize to you.""Oh." Mason's response was wary, clearly unconvinced.Gabriel observed Nyla's affectionate interaction with Mason, his eyes flickering with a trace of emotion. He turned to Wilhelm. "What did you promise me before we came?"Wilhelm's reluctance was evident. He had agreed to apologize, but only under the threat of losing his chance to see his mother."Mason, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have pushed you yesterday. I hope you can forgive me," Wilhelm said, his voice subdued.Mason didn't respond immediately. Instead, he looked up at Nyla, silently seeking her guidance."Buddy, this is your decision to make," Nyla said softly. "I'll respect whatever you decide."Mason lowered his head, thinking for a moment.Finally, he s
Brandon sighed and placed the items on the desk. "Aunt Nyla, this crisis is unlike anything Prospectus Technology has faced before. If things go wrong, the company can go bankrupt."Uncle Damon prepared these after finding out Buddy is his son, but he hadn't found the right time to give them to you."Keep them for now. If Prospectus Technology collapses, he'll need this to start over."After a moment's silence, Nyla nodded. "Alright, I'll hold onto them. Is this the only reason you came?""Yes, I need to get back to work," Brandon replied."I'll see you out," Nyla offered.After sending Brandon off, she returned to the study and placed the documents and bank card in the safe upstairs.The next morning…As Nyla was getting dressed, Lydia knocked on the door."Ms. Kinsey, there's a man outside who says he's your brother," Lydia informed her.Brother?Thinking it was likely Gabriel, Nyla's expression turned cold. "I don't know him. Tell him to leave.""Understood," Lydia said
Damon put the file down and sat across from Nyla.Noticing two portions of breakfast on the table, he asked, "You haven't eaten either?""No," Nyla replied as she opened the packages and handed one to him. "I came to eat with you. Spencer told me he brought you breakfast this morning, but you didn't touch it.""I was too busy," Damon said."Being busy isn't an excuse to skip meals. I saw your assistants running around like crazy, and I heard they barely got any sleep last night. Is the issue with the company that serious?" Nyla asked."It's significant," Damon admitted. "Our chips might be causing malfunctions in our partner's machines. If that's confirmed, the company will face a massive compensation payout."Nyla frowned, worry flashing in her eyes. "I can't help much with work, but the least I can do is keep things in order at home. By the way, are you coming home tonight?""Probably not," he replied. "There's still a lot to handle.""Alright. Finish your breakfast. I'll hea
Gabriel took the document, skimmed its contents, and his face darkened."What is it?" Tom asked.Gabriel tossed the document onto the table with a cold laugh. "Nothing important. Damon's just trying to catch me off guard."The document contained evidence of Nyce Tech hiring paid posters to smear Prospectus Technology, but Gabriel wasn't worried.Soon enough, those allegations would become the truth.Tom glanced at the papers and grinned. "As long as it's not a big problem. Anyway, I should get going.""Fine, but don't forget your part in this," Gabriel said pointedly.There was a cold glint in Tom's eyes, though his smile remained. "Relax. I won't let you handle Prospectus Technology alone."After Tom left, Gabriel drained his wine in one gulp.As he prepared to head to his study, a maid approached with a concerned expression."Mr. Hackett, Mr. Wilhelm still refuses to eat," the maid informed him.Gabriel had brought Wilhelm straight back to the villa instead of letting him
Damon's expression was icy as he spoke. "I've already sent the head of R&D with a team to investigate. Let's wait for their findings before jumping to conclusions."He added, "The Agihop 6th Gen isn't out yet. If the issue does lie in the Agihop 5th Gen, we should prepare for the worst—compensation payouts and the possibility of... bankruptcy.""What?!" A collective gasp echoed through the room, disbelief etched on everyone's faces."All this over a single batch of faulty machines from the Longbow Company? Isn't that a bit extreme?""Exactly. If the problem is with the Agihop 5th Gen chips, wouldn't paying compensation suffice?""Mr. Sumner, aren't you exaggerating?"The notion that Prospectus Technology could face bankruptcy over a single chip seemed absurd.Meeting their skepticism with a calm demeanor, Damon elaborated, "The news about Longbow Company's machines breaking down after using our chips has already spread.They're attributing the issue to Prospectus Technology's p
Damon's expression remained unmoved. "As I said, we'll investigate thoroughly. Asking us to accept responsibility before the investigation is complete seems unreasonable, doesn't it?"Jeffrey let out a cold laugh. "Fine, Mr. Sumner. But I hope you act quickly. Every day of delay costs us millions. The longer this drags on, the more Prospectus Technology will have to pay."With that, Jeffrey turned and stormed out of the room.Damon, his expression as icy as ever, summoned the head of the R&D department to his office."Take two of your team members to the Longbow Company and investigate the root cause of the machine failures. Determine whether it's our chips," Damon instructed."Mr. Sumner, it can't be our chips! We've invested so much in their development, and they've been on the market for over three years without a single issue. The problem must be elsewhere," the department head replied.Damon's tone sharpened. "I want accurate results based on the investigation—not assumption
Upon noticing Nyla's flushed cheeks, Damon's eyes darkened further."Nyla, need some help with your bath?" he asked, his voice low and enticing.Nyla snapped out of her daze, quickly pushing him away. Her wary gaze made him look like some kind of dangerous predator."No need, I'll do it myself," she replied.If she let him help, they might not come out of the bathroom for two hours.Disappointment flickered in Damon's eyes. "You really don't need help?""Mm-hmm. Now go. If you have nothing to do, play with Buddy downstairs. I'm going to shower," Nyla said, grabbing her pajamas.She darted into the bathroom as though something was chasing her, locking the door behind her with a sharp click.Hearing the lock, Damon chuckled softly, shook his head, and left the bedroom.Downstairs, Mason was playing with toys in the living room. He didn't even glance up at the sound of Damon's footsteps, already able to distinguish between Damon and Nyla's steps. Just as Damon reached the sofa,
Damon raised an eyebrow and said flatly, "It's not about my approval. It's about ensuring the safety of the other children."Gabriel kept his gaze low, anger flickering in his eyes. What else could he say?"Understood. I've learned my lesson today, Mr. Sumner," he gritted through his teeth.The crowd began to disperse.Most parents hurriedly took their children and left, keeping a noticeable distance from Wilhelm and Gabriel as they passed, still wary that Wilhelm might lash out unpredictably.Before long, only Damon, Nyla, and Mason remained at the gate with Gabriel and Wilhelm.Gabriel turned to Damon with a cold expression. "If there's nothing else, Mr. Sumner, I'll take Wilhelm and leave now.""Mr. Hackett, shouldn't your son apologize to Buddy?" Damon asked.Gabriel's expression hardened.Taking a deep breath, he looked down at Wilhelm and said sternly, "Wilhelm, apologize to Buddy."Wilhelm lifted his chin defiantly. "I won't! I didn't do anything wrong!""Wilhelm, beh