When Clark saw Nyla's eyelashes flutter, his eyes flashed with satisfaction.Nyla bit her lip and said coldly, "I need to go to work. Can you leave now?"Upon noticing her distant attitude, Clark's gaze darkened. He didn't want to push her too hard as it would only worsen their relationship."I'll drive you," he offered."No need."With that, Nyla pushed him out and closed the door behind him.…Upon arriving at the office, Nyla noticed her colleagues sneaking glances at her.She remained expressionless, assuming they had all seen the photo online.After placing her things at her desk, she was about to head to the lab when Sasha approached her, whispering, "Nyla, about that photo online... Is it true? Does Mr. Sumner really like you?"Immediately, everyone around them perked up their ears.Everyone knew about the incident where Damon protected Nyla during the lab explosion, risking his own safety. Now, with the photo circulating online, they couldn't help but speculate about
Kenneth stood in a hospital corridor, staring at the bill with worry. Hearing Lucia's voice, he replied seriously, "Within the next few days."He was completely out of money. With Mabel in police custody, his only option was to follow Lucia's plan to get the money for medical expenses."I'll be waiting for your good news then," Lucia said, hanging up with a smirk.Once Kenneth kidnapped Nyla, she would ensure both of them perished at the scene, leaving her free of worry.…In the lab.Nyla was preparing to continue her experiment when she received a message from Genevieve, asking her to come to her office.When she arrived, Genevieve greeted her with a smile. "Nyla, how was the business trip to Rontana with Mr. Sumner?"Nyla pursed her lips. "It was fine. Is there something you need?""Headquarters is very interested in the project you're working on. Since it's funded by Prospectus Technology, they've decided to have you work there for a while to avoid Mr. Sumner having to con
Once Nyla got home, she contacted Spencer, who instructed her to come to the CEO's office the next morning for fingerprint registration and access cards.After hanging up, Nyla felt anxious. Clark already suspected Damon of having ulterior motives toward her. Now that she was going to work at Prospectus Technology, there could be serious trouble if Clark found out.For now, though, she could only take it one step at a time and deal with it when it happened.…The next morning, Nyla got up, freshened up, and drove to Prospectus Technology.After parking her car, she went to the reception and mentioned she was there to see Spencer. Upon confirming her identity, the receptionist led her to the elevator. "Ms. Jayston, the CEO's office is on the top floor."Nyla nodded. "Thank you."She entered the elevator and pressed the button for the top floor.As it ascended, she noticed it was her first time at Prospectus Technology and had heard that all their elevators were scenic. Now, sh
Damon looked up at Spencer, his expression cool and detached. "Got it."Seeing Damon's indifferent reaction, Spencer felt he might be overdoing it by bringing this up. After reminding Damon about the 10:00 a.m. meeting, he turned and left.…At noon, Nyla took her meal card to the cafeteria.As soon as she walked in, she was stunned by the luxurious setup. It looked more like a five-star restaurant than a cafeteria.The food at each station was meticulously prepared and visually appealing. Moreover, the prices were incredibly low, almost the same as a university cafeteria.The cafeteria had three floors, offering a variety of cuisines.Nyla lined up at one of the food stations, collected her meal, and found a seat in a corner.Tasting the soup, she was surprised at how delicious it was, comparable to what she had tasted at five-star restaurants before.She had heard people online say that Prospectus Technology's cafeteria was like a five-star restaurant and thought it was an e
Nyla's steps faltered, and she glared at Clark. "What did you tell my dad?!"Before Clark could respond, Harrison shouted, "You're questioning Clark? How could you betray him with his uncle?!"Nyla's fingers trembled with rage. She couldn't believe Clark had the gall to twist the truth, and even more, she couldn't believe her father had fallen for it."Dad, do you really see me as that kind of person? You didn't even ask me, and you just believed Clark's side of the story, thinking I betrayed him?!" she questioned.Nyla took a deep breath, deciding not to hide Clark's infidelity any longer. "Do you know it was he who—""Nyla, your dad was so upset earlier that he almost fainted. The doctor said he can't take any more stress. Do you really want to push him to the brink?"Clark's loud voice drowned out Nyla's words.She clenched her hands at her sides, her hatred for Clark reaching a peak. "If you know my dad can't take stress, why did you come here and tell him nonsense?!"Clark
Instantly, a red handprint appeared on Clark's face. His gaze toward Nyla was chilling. "How dare you hit me?!"Nyla met his furious eyes and said slowly, "Why wouldn't I? You're the one who cheated, yet you have the audacity to slander me in front of my dad. Don't you deserve to be hit?"As soon as she finished speaking, Clark grabbed her chin and pushed her against the wall, his eyes filled with anger."Nyla, it's your fault for not listening to me. If you had obeyed, I wouldn't have had to go to your father," he claimed.Nyla sneered. "If you dare approach my dad again, I'll expose your affair.""If you're not afraid of aggravating his condition, go ahead," Clark dared herClark's nonchalant tone fueled Nyla's rage, her hands clenched at her sides. "Clark, how did you become so despicable?!"Clark leaned closer. He could see the disgust and anger in Nyla's eyes and tightened his grip on her chin."Nyla, I just want you back by my side and to stay away from my uncle. You're t
People were hiding in both the bedroom and by the door, indicating a premeditated attack.Nyla scrambled to her feet and ran toward the kitchen. Unfortunately, she only managed a few steps before someone grabbed her arm and slammed her against the wall."Who are you? Why are you— Mmph!"Before she could finish, one of her attackers pinned her down and pressed a cloth against her nose. A pungent smell filled her nostrils, and her vision began to blur.Soon, two masked men dragged a large suitcase out of Nyla's apartment.Since it was just past 8:00 p.m. and most people were home from work, there weren't many people around, so the men didn't attract much attention.They quickly reached the back gate of the building, where a nondescript van without a license plate was parked in the shadows.They loaded the suitcase into the trunk and drove off toward the outskirts of the city.…Spencer hurried into the CEO's office at Prospectus Technology with a document in hand."Mr. Sumner,
"Even if you spill the beans, I don't have any money now. And if this gets out, you'll be going to jail too!" Kenneth responded.As the argument grew more intense, Nyla finally recognized the man who had kidnapped her—Mabel's father, Kenneth.She had only met him once. How did he know where she lived? How had he gotten into her home?This wasn't something a regular farm worker could come up with. Someone must have been behind it, and that person was obviously Lucia.Gradually, the argument outside died down, followed by the sound of a car starting.Soon, everything was silent.Nyla held her breath, not daring to make a sound.Suddenly, she felt the suitcase being moved and heard the wheels rolling on the ground. She realized she was being dragged somewhere, and her mind raced as she considered how to escape.Nyla cautiously unzipped the top of the suitcase a little, but the outside was pitch black except for the flashlight held by the person dragging her.Unable to see her sur
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