The Wilkie Group's bid price had already been slashed to the bone. Lowering it further would mean winning the project at a loss.Jane dialed Pedro's number and quietly explained the situation.After a brief silence, Pedro said firmly, "This is the lowest we can go. Don't drop the price any further. A project that loses money isn't worth taking on.""Understood," she replied, though her expression darkened once she hung up.She had spent over a month leading her team through grueling overtime to prepare for this bid. Before arriving that day, she'd promised them bonuses and a celebratory dinner if they won.Now, the odds didn't look good.She sighed in disappointment at the thought.Beside her, Gabriel noticed her mood and spoke gently to comfort her. "Don't worry, Jane. Just because those companies underbid the Wilkie Group doesn't mean they'll win. The Wilkie Group's reputation is much stronger than theirs."The lower bids came from smaller companies, desperate for the project
Jane thought this project would silence the board members who had criticized her since the Starlite Enterprise debacle and restore her standing with Pedro.Buoyed by euphoria, she stood up, her smile radiant as she addressed the crowd. "We at the Wilkie Group are honored to be selected. As always, we are committed to quality and integrity, and we promise to deliver this project with the utmost efficiency and excellence—"A chilling voice cut her off. "Ms. Wilkie, bribing staff to sabotage a competitor's bid in order to secure a win—do you really think your company deserves to claim integrity?"All heads turned to see Damon stride into the room, his face unreadable, his sharp gaze fixed on Jane.His stare's intensity made her skin crawl, and she felt her face go pale.Gritting her teeth, she retorted, "Mr. Sumner, your bid was disqualified due to an unsealed envelope. Now that the Wilkie Group has won, you're jealous and trying to smear my name? That's a bit much, don't you think?"
Damon didn't waste words on Jane. Instead, he gave a subtle nod to the staff member trailing behind him.The staff member walked up to the stage and plugged a USB drive into the nearby laptop.Moments later, a video began playing on the big screen.In the blind spot of the surveillance cameras, Jane was seen handing a bank card to a staff member in uniform."There's 30,000 dollars on this card. Go open Prospectus Technology's bidding file. Once you're done, I'll transfer another 30,000 dollars," she said.The staff member hesitated for a moment, then took the card."Fine. But if you don't keep your word, I'll expose what you've made me do," he replied, turning to walk away.As the video played, Jane's face drained of color.She shook her head in disbelief, muttering, "No… No way! This can't be real. That was a blind spot for the cameras—how could there be footage?"Damon's gaze was cold as he said, "The surveillance speaks for itself, Ms. Wilkie. Denying it now is pointless. T
Years ago, one of Bernard's subordinates made an offhand comment about him, and Bernard retaliated with workplace bullying that pushed the employee to the brink of suicide.Although the matter had been quietly suppressed, it was no secret within the industry. Given Bernard's personality, it was unlikely he would let Nyla's words slide.Gabriel began formulating a plan.Meanwhile, Jane glared at Nyla, snapping, "Don't think I'll thank you for defending me!""You're mistaken," Nyla retorted coolly. "I didn't speak up for you. I spoke up because I can't stand people using this incident to slander all women. This has nothing to do with you."Had Bernard not been so misogynistic over Jane's actions, Nyla wouldn't have said a word.Jane gritted her teeth and shifted her pleading gaze back to Damon. "Mr. Sumner, I know I made a mistake. Please, give me another chance. I swear it won't happen again."Damon replied coldly, "You're not sorry for what you did. You're sorry you got caught.
"You don't need to worry about me. You should start worrying about yourself," Gabriel countered.Initially, he had planned to keep playing along with Jane for a while longer. But since she was going to treat him like this, he didn't mind tearing off the mask right now.Without a moment's hesitation, he turned to leave."Gabriel, stop right there! If you dare leave now, we're getting a divorce!" Jane threatened.His steps faltered, and he turned back to look at her.Jane jutted her chin out, as if thinking she had him cornered. "If you apologize to me now, I'll forgive you.""Fine. Let's get divorced," Gabriel replied.Jane's eyes widened in disbelief. She gritted her teeth. "What did you say? Say that again!""I said, let's get divorced," Gabriel repeated, his tone calm.He had been waiting for this moment for a long time.Had Nyla not come back alive, he might have stayed in the marriage for the sake of their child.But now? He wasn't going to waste any more of his time."
Pedro's furious tone left Jane trembling. Her voice quavered as she tried to explain, "Grandpa... I didn't mean to. I was only trying to secure the bid for the company.""For the company?" Pedro spat."That's how you help the company? How did I raise such a failure?! Even Theo is better than you!"Pack your things and get out of the company! From now on, you have no right to interfere in the company's affairs!" he shouted.He hung up before Jane could respond.The phone slipped from Jane's hand as she stood frozen, her mind blank.The double blow of losing both her position and her marriage hit her like a freight train. Her legs buckled, and she collapsed to the floor, sobbing into her hands.How had everything spiraled so out of control?Not long ago, she had been the general manager of the Wilkie Group—a position that others envied.Now? Her husband wanted a divorce, and her role at the company had been stripped away.The more she thought about it, the more devastated she b
Jane had been waiting for two days at the police station before the Wilkie Group's lawyer finally arrived."Why are you just getting here? Do you have any idea I've been locked up for two whole days?" Jane demanded, looking haggard, frustration evident on her face."Ms. Wilkie, your actions have caused significant damage to the company's reputation. Over the past two days, the shareholders have been scrambling to manage the PR fallout, which delayed my visit."Once I finish filing the bail paperwork, you'll be released. However, the shareholders have unanimously decided that you must issue a public apology to Prospectus Technology and resign as general manager of the company," the lawyer explained.Jane's eyes widened in disbelief. She had endured two agonizing days in custody, only to hear this?"I won't resign! I want to speak with my grandfather!" she cried."I'm here on your grandfather's behalf. He has agreed that you must step down," the lawyer replied.Jane froze for a mo
At least stupidity was better than scheming.Theo stammered through his thoughts on the documents, but Pedro's frown deepened with every word."Did I say something wrong, Grandpa?" Theo asked nervously, sensing his disappointment.If he didn't seize this opportunity, he knew he'd have no future with the Wilkie Group.Pedro sighed heavily. "Compared to Jane, you're far behind."The words stung, and Theo's face reddened with shame.Growing up, he had always been overshadowed by Jane, despite being the eldest grandson. Even now, after her major mistakes, their grandfather still found him lacking.Swallowing his pride, Theo lowered his head. "I'm sorry, Grandpa. I'll work harder."Pedro waved him off impatiently. "Go study more. If your performance doesn't improve next time, you won't need to bother with the company."With Theo's current capabilities, he would ruin their family's businesses within two years."Alright," Theo muttered before leaving the room.Once he was gone, Ped
"It's going alright. We're slowly getting back on track, but I'm still worried. I don't know if this is the right call," Damon answered.Using the money in Mason's account might save Prospectus Technology, or it could drag him further into trouble.Nyla looked at him, her voice soft. "Right or wrong, it's the only option right now. We'll just have to take it one step at a time. It won't be any harder than it is now."If Prospectus Technology went bankrupt, they didn't know how Gabriel would retaliate against their family. As long as the company remained intact, they would be safe."I'll protect you and Buddy, no matter what. No one will hurt you," Damon vowed.He had already decided that if things went south, he would find a way to get Nyla and Mason to safety.The oil was reaching temperature as they spoke.Nyla dropped the meatballs in. "Don't worry so much. We'll be fine. The three of us will be alright."Damon walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her with a hum.
Not long after Tom left, Gabriel's secretary rushed into the office, panic in his voice. "Mr. Hackett, I can't find where the money for Prospectus Technology came from. It's as if it just appeared out of nowhere. I—""Get out!" Gabriel's bloodshot eyes and contorted face radiated fury, making him look terrifying.The secretary froze, then quickly turned and left, shutting the door behind him.It was over.With Prospectus Technology saved, Gabriel had lost his leverage over Damon. And with it, Gabriel's chance of being with Nyla was gone too...."Mr. Sumner, with this new investment, the company will be back on track soon. I'll start reaching out to the employees who left. If any of them are willing to return, we can reinstate them right away," Spencer said with a smile in Damon's office."Got it. Go ahead and handle it," Damon replied."Understood!" Spencer chirped before exiting the room.Damon opened a file on his desk, but his thoughts kept wandering.He wasn't sure if us
Nyla went upstairs while Damon returned to his study.Instead of diving into his paperwork, he sat at his desk, wrestling with the dilemma of whether to use the money in Mason's account to save Prospectus Technology. Hours later, he made a decision....The next morning, Damon left for the office after breakfast.Meanwhile, Mason was heading upstairs to change when Nyla called him back. "Buddy, starting today, you don't need to go to school. You'll stay home with me for a while to study instead."Mason blinked in surprise. "Why?"Nyla stroked his hair, her tone gentle. "I'm not working right now, so I can help you practice writing at home. We'll do this for a while before you go back to school. Does that sound good?"School wasn't that important to Mason, so he nodded easily. "Okay."Relieved that he didn't press for more details, Nyla let out a soft sigh. Lying to kids could be exhausting.At the office…Damon had just stepped in when Spencer arrived, his expression grim.
Mason hadn't expected his master to say they'd meet in person soon."Of course. Have I ever lied to you?" the young man replied."No!" Mason chirped.After hanging up the phone, the thought of meeting his master lifted Mason's spirits. He jumped off the toilet, phone in hand, and walked out of the bathroom.Back in his room, a knock came at the door."Buddy, are you in there? Can you open the door? Daddy wants to talk to you," Damon said.Hearing Damon's gentle voice, Mason hesitated briefly but eventually opened the door."Daddy, if you're here to ask about my master like Mommy, I'm not going to tell you," he stated.Damon smiled, reaching out to pat Mason's head. "Don't worry. I'm not going to ask. You don't have to say anything if you don't want to. Mommy and I talked earlier, and she won't press you on it anymore either. She was just worried, that's all.""My master wouldn't hurt me!" Mason defended."I know, Buddy. Mommy's just concerned about you. She already feels bad
Nyla had wanted to discuss things properly with Mason, to make him open up slowly and tell her the truth.Now, she felt the urgency to figure out how that money had come about as soon as possible.She rarely spoke so sternly to Mason, so he was startled and dropped the block on the floor.Mason's eyes were red, but he stared at Nyla defiantly, refusing to speak.Nyla pressed, "Buddy, who is this master of yours?"Why would they give Mason so much money out of the blue?"I won't say!" Mason responded firmly.Nyla's brow furrowed in anger as her patience wore thin. "If you don't tell me, I'll take away all your electronics starting today."Mason yelled, "I hate you, Mommy! You're not the loving mommy you used to be anymore!"After shouting, he spun on his heel and ran upstairs.Moments later, the slam of his door echoed through the villa.Hearing the commotion, Damon emerged from the study and walked into the living room. He saw Nyla standing there, visibly upset."What happe
Damon had never met anyone from the Nixons, but it was clear they had ties to both Drake and Mason.He sensed it wouldn't be long before he encountered someone from this enigmatic family. When that moment came, he hoped to finally uncover their motives for involving Mason.…That evening, when Damon returned to the villa, he called Nyla into the study."I have something important to tell you," he said, his tone serious.Noticing his expression, Nyla looked puzzled. "What is it? Does it have to do with the money in Buddy's account?"Damon nodded. "Yes. Five years ago, shortly after Rebecca returned to the country, a mysterious group abroad began investigating you."Later, I discovered that the person behind the investigation was Drake Mummery, a senior executive at MK Company in Meristate. He's connected to the Nixons—a powerful family in Meristate."Today, I found out that all the money in Buddy's account came from someone within the Nixons."Nyla's face turned serious, a mix
Mason nodded. "I know. That's the money I earned myself.""You earned?" Nyla repeated.The couple stared at Mason in disbelief. How could a five-year-old possibly earn that kind of money?Damon frowned and crouched beside him. "Buddy, do you know there's 1 trillion dollars in that account? Do you understand how much that is?"Mason shook his head. "No... but it really is the money I earned."Damon asked, "Then tell Daddy, how did you earn it?"Mason hesitated, his expression conflicted. "Daddy... can I not tell you?"He had promised the person who helped him earn the money that he wouldn't reveal anything about it."Buddy, if you don't tell us, we can't be sure if this money is really yours," Damon replied gently but firmly.Mason thought for a moment before shaking his head again. "I can't say."Damon was about to push further when Nyla placed a hand on his arm, stopping him.She turned to Mason, smiling softly. "Okay, if you don't want to tell us, we won't force you. Go ba
Damon remained silent, his face set in a grim expression. If this card truly contained the staggering amount claimed, the situation was anything but reassuring.After verifying the balance at the bank, his expression grew even darker.Sensing something amiss—especially given Damon's lack of joy—Spencer grew uneasy."Mr. Sumner... isn't it good that the card holds this much money?" he asked hesitantly.Damon's gaze sharpened. "Head back to the office. I need to deal with something at home.""Understood," Spencer replied, though confusion lingered on his face.Damon left swiftly.Spencer stood by, watching the car disappear down the road, his thoughts clouded.Shouldn't they be celebrating? With this amount, saving the company should have been a sure thing.…Less than an hour later, Damon arrived at the villa.Nyla was lounging in the living room, watching TV.When she saw him enter, her brow furrowed slightly. "Why are you back so early?"Damon settled across from her, pla
The bodyguards hesitated before quickly leaving.Gabriel turned back to Damon with a grin. "Now can we talk?"Damon walked into his office without a word, and Gabriel followed.Sitting behind his desk, Damon glared at him coldly. "What do you want to discuss?"Gabriel smiled. "Mr. Sumner, with Prospectus Technology on the brink of bankruptcy, it's pointless to keep spending money fighting Nyce Tech in court. How about I give you some money, and you drop the lawsuit? What do you think?"Damon's expression hardened. "I doubt you can afford the price I have in mind.""I'm offering 10 billion dollars. You can take the money and start fresh. How about it?" Gabriel proposed.He had considered the amount for a long time, clearly confident that Damon wouldn't refuse.Silence filled the office.After a long pause, Damon snickered. "Gabriel, you colluded with Henry to steal Prospectus Technology's core trade secrets. Now you want me to let you off the hook for 10 billion dollars? Dream