Sullivan's expression, initially stoic, suddenly changed. His eyes widened in disbelief as he asked, "What did you just say?"Ruby couldn't have that much money unless she had sold the apartment he had given her. The realization hit him hard, and his face darkened.He had given her that apartment to help her escape her toxic family—not so she could sell it to bail him out."Mr. Vernon, I want to see her. Please, let her know," Sullivan requested.Seeing Sullivan's anxiety, Paul hesitated momentarily before asking, "Mr. Heseltine, is there an issue with this money?"Sullivan's expression stiffened.After a long pause, he replied, "No... I just need to see her. I can't accept this money."Paul gave him a long, scrutinizing look but refrained from pressing further. He nodded and left the detention center.As he stepped out of the police station, his assistant called."The money Ruby provided does indeed come from the sale of her apartment. The property, located in the city center
Realizing further questioning was futile, Paul left.After his departure, Ruby resumed packing her belongings. Just as she finished folding her clothes, the doorbell rang.She opened the door to find Leon standing there. Surprise flickered in her eyes before her expression turned indifferent."If you've come to convince me to stay, don't bother. I'm not going back," she said."I'm not here to convince you," Leon replied. "I just want to know why you're resigning. Back in Capitarnia, you promised to work hard and help Nyla complete this project."Ruby frowned. "There's no particular reason. I just think pursuing further studies is more important than this project.""Further studies?" Leon looked at her in disbelief. "You told me before you had no money and needed to work to support yourself."Ruby leaned against the doorframe, her hand tightening slightly. Her tone grew frosty as she retorted, "That's my business. It has nothing to do with you."Her dismissive attitude angered L
After a brief hesitation, Nyla decided to share her suspicions with Damon.Listening intently, Damon frowned and spoke in a low voice. "I understand. I'll have Spencer look into it.""Okay." Nyla sighed, hoping that Ruby had nothing to do with the matter.After dinner, Damon retreated to his study. As soon as he picked up a file, his phone rang."Mr. Sumner, we've received news from Falcon. The real owner behind Nyce Tech... You know him," Spencer reported.Damon's expression remained unchanged as he asked, "Is it Gabriel?""Yes…" Spencer replied."I see. Keep a close watch on Starlite. Gabriel's goal is likely to take over the Wilkie Group," Damon instructed."Understood. Should we inform Mr. Wilkie about this?" Spencer asked.If Nyce Tech acquired the Wilkie Group, it would pose a significant threat to Prospectus Technology."No need for now. Let's see what his next move is. In the meantime, investigate where Sullivan funneled the embezzled funds," Damon said."Sullivan?"
Ruby's breath hitched, and she instinctively denied it. "I don't know what you're talking about!""Ms. Jenner, I'll be at the same café where we met last time, at 2:00 p.m. If you don't show up, I'll have no choice but to submit the evidence to the authorities," Paul said, then hung up without waiting for her response.Clutching her phone, Ruby froze in fear.If she went to meet Paul, she risked losing the money and facing legal action from Prospectus Technology.No... she couldn't let that happen. She had to leave immediately.Steeling herself, she called Paul back. "Mr. Vernon, I'm not free at 2:00 p.m. Can we make it 4:00 p.m. instead?""Sure," Paul replied without hesitation.After hanging up, Ruby quickly grabbed her suitcase and left. She gave her cat to a neighbor, not wanting anything to slow her down.She booked the earliest available flight and headed straight for the airport.…Damon and Nyla were having lunch in his office when Spencer entered hurriedly."Mr. Sum
After being taken to the police station, Ruby knew she couldn't keep hiding the truth, so she confessed everything.She had already anticipated this outcome when making her choices.It seemed her luck had never been good.Born into a family that valued sons over daughters, she had worked hard to get into university and join a lab.Her family, desperate to repay her brother's gambling debts, tried to force her into marrying an old widower from her village.If it hadn't been for Sullivan saving her on several occasions, she might have already ended up living that life.Selling the apartment Sullivan left her was supposed to be her way out—a chance to start fresh in a place where no one knew her.But life, as always, had other plans.Ruby knew she had been selfish and greedy. Still, if her family hadn't pushed her to the brink, she might never have gone down this path.After finishing her confession, she told the officer, "I'd like to see someone."…When Nyla was informed that
As Valarie reflected on their relationship, she became more and more irritated, recalling how she had always been the one putting in the effort.Not only had Tom never given her anything, but he had also shamelessly flirted with other women. How could she have been so blind five years ago to fall for someone like him?"The most important thing is not letting him interfere with your relationship with Brandon," Nyla reminded her.Although Valarie hadn't said as much, Nyla could tell she was serious about Brandon. It was clear she was already thinking about marriage.In Nyla's opinion, while Brandon was young and still maturing, his love for Valarie was genuine—and that was enough."Don't worry. I've been throwing everything Tom sends straight into the trash without telling Brandon," Valarie replied.Nyla paused, then advised, "You might want to mention it to Brandon, just to avoid misunderstandings down the line."Valarie was about to respond when she noticed Brandon approaching.
A flicker of annoyance crossed Gabriel's eyes, but his voice remained composed and gentle. "Jane, provoking Damon doesn't help us. Our focus should be on securing the project we need. Once the company's crisis is resolved, we can address everything else."Jane sneered. "If you were as capable as Damon with a company like Prospectus Technology, do you think I'd have to endure his disdain?"In her mind, Gabriel's lack of success was the root of her frustrations.Gabriel, however, seemed indifferent to her belittling remarks. His expression remained steady and unmoved. "Jane, don't get worked up. We don't want to be late for check-in or submission."With a cold huff, Jane fell silent, though she glanced at Gabriel with veiled contempt. If it weren't for Wilhelm, she would have left him for a husband more suited to her ambitions for the Wilkie Group.At the registration desk, she signed in and handed over the bidding documents.As they finished, her eyes briefly lingered on Prospectu
Prospectus Technology's folder was damaged, its seal clearly tampered with.According to the rules, any bidding documents that were not properly sealed would be automatically voided.Gasps rippled through the room."How did this happen? Did Prospectus Technology really submit an unsealed bid? That's a rookie mistake for a company like them. Surely their team knows better.""Or maybe they were trying to cheat—peek at the lowest bids and adjust theirs. Looks like they botched it.""Whatever the reason, it's against the rules. Prospectus Technology is definitely out of the running now.""This is great news! With Prospectus Technology out, our chances of winning just went up."The crowd's murmurs ranged from confusion to gloating.Onstage, Waylon followed protocol and addressed the room. "Ladies and gentlemen, the bid submitted by Prospectus Technology has been found improperly sealed. As per the regulations, the submission is disqualified."If Prospectus Technology wishes to cont
"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