After Brandon's post went live, the Sumner Group's PR team quickly sprang into action, hiring a wave of paid commenters to fuel the conversation.Shortly after, rumors resurfaced about Tom's infidelity during his past relationship with Valarie.[I used to think Tom was a decent guy. Turns out he's just a scumbag! He cheated on Valarie before and now can't stand seeing her happy with someone else? Pathetic.][An ex should stay in the past like they're dead. Tom is the definition of "can't let go". If I were Valarie, I'd be disgusted beyond words.][Funny how this morning most comments were roasting Brandon. Tom, you buying some bots yourself?]…The heated debate in the comments section quickly reached Tom, who merely snickered upon hearing about it.He wasn't surprised. After all, he never expected this incident to deliver a decisive blow to the Sumner Group. It was merely the opening move.Valarie had also seen the video of the fight while at work, but she reacted indifferentl
Brandon stiffened, awkwardly replying, "That was different.""How exactly?" Valarie asked."Tom is your ex, and you were crazy about him back then," Brandon explained.Valarie's disappointment deepened. "So, in your eyes, I'm the kind of person who would still be tangled up with an ex while dating someone new?""Valarie, don't twist my words. I trust you—I just don't trust Tom," Brandon shot back."Well, at least I never did anything with Tom that could be misinterpreted. I'm done discussing this. Let's take some time apart," Valarie insisted.Seeing the exhaustion in her expression, Brandon didn't press further. "Fine. If you need time, take it. I'll also deal with Michelle properly."Valarie nodded, said nothing, and drove off.Once her car was out of sight, Brandon pulled out his phone and called Jayden. "Where are you? Free to meet? Bring Michelle. No one else."An hour later, at a high-end restaurant in Saintornia…Brandon sat across from Jayden and Michelle. His express
Michelle glanced at Jayden, her expression tinged with guilt. "Jayden, I'm sorry. If it weren't for me, you and Brandon wouldn't be fighting like this."Jayden turned to her, noticing the tears welling in her eyes. His frustration eased slightly."This isn't your fault. This whole thing is on Brandon," he reassured her.Michelle nodded, though reluctantly. "But I don't want to be the reason you two are arguing."After a brief pause, Jayden's tone grew more serious. "Don't worry about it anymore. Leave it to me."Seeing his tense expression, Michelle didn't press further. She stood up. "I'll head back now. Next time, I'll try to apologize to Brandon and Valarie. Maybe I can help smooth things over."Jayden rose to his feet as well. "I'll walk you out."…Valarie had dinner with Nyla, spending most of the time venting about Brandon."I just don't get what's going through his head! Michelle is so obviously a manipulative bitch. How can he not see it?"And don't even get me start
"Anyway, intimacy is important for women. A lack of a good sex life can mess with your hormones," Valarie warned.Nyla mulled over her words. There might be some truth to it, though she wasn't entirely convinced."But he's so busy... I don't want to add to his stress," she replied."Stress? Please. It's not stress, it's bonding. It's the most direct way for you two to connect," Valarie said matter-of-factly."Fine…" Nyla relented.Valarie raised an eyebrow, refusing to back down despite Nyla's lack of enthusiasm. "Let's eat quickly, and then we'll go shopping. We're getting some clothes."…Before long, Valarie had dragged Nyla into a boutique specializing in lingerie—and not the ordinary kind.Valarie selected a set and held it up against Nyla, grinning. "This one is perfect for you."Nyla glanced at the sheer fabric in Valarie's hands. The material was practically transparent, covering only the bare essentials. Her face flushed bright red.She walked over and whispered, "Va
Nyla felt a pang of guilt flash in her eyes. "It's nothing. Just some clothes I bought with Valarie while shopping."Why would clothes need hiding?Seeing that Damon wasn't convinced, she quickly added, "Really, it's just clothes."Damon couldn't help but chuckle. "Nyla, do you know the saying, 'the more you try to hide, the more obvious it becomes'?"The more she tried to explain, the more suspicious it sounded.Nyla bit her lip, subconsciously clenching her fingers around the bag. She regretted accepting the clothes from Valarie earlier.Now, the awkwardness was overwhelming, and she wished she could disappear into the floor.Under Damon's half-smiling gaze, her initial embarrassment slowly turned into irritation. She snapped, "Why do you need to know so much? Some things are just hard for a woman to explain to you."Damon froze, momentarily surprised by her snap. Then, he couldn't help but laugh. "Okay, my bad."Even though he admitted his fault, Nyla only felt more frustra
Nyla bit her lip. "It's not what you think! Don't jump to conclusions!""Oh? What do you think I'm thinking? Tell me," Damon coaxed.Nyla turned her head away, clearly unwilling to answer.Damon took her hands, his movements growing more urgent. "Not going to say?"The water in the bathtub rippled in circles.By the end of it, Nyla was too exhausted to move, but Damon still wouldn't stop. It seemed like he wouldn't let her go unless she answered.Finally, Nyla gritted her teeth, her frustration and embarrassment clear as she asked, "I'm tired. Can I just sleep now?"Damon leaned down and kissed her lips, then asked gently, "Where did you put it?""In the back of the closet..." Nyla replied, adding without hesitation, "And it's for you."For the rest of the night, she regretted saying those words.Damon kept flipping her over, persistently asking her who the clothes were really for. It wasn't until dawn that he finally let her go.Exhausted, Nyla could barely keep her eyes op
Seeing the message, Nyla was speechless.Nyla: [Not tonight, I have to work tomorrow!]Damon: [Just once tonight.]Nyla: [One time is still not happening. You can sleep in the guest room tonight.]In the CEO office of Prospectus Technology…Damon couldn't help but smile when he read Nyla's reply.He could already picture her embarrassed and annoyed expression. She was probably glaring at her phone screen, her brows furrowed, with her ears turning red.Remembering how exhausted she had been the previous night, he decided to show some "mercy" and let her off the hook this time.A smile still tugged at his lips as he typed a response.At that moment, Charlotte knocked and entered with a contract.When she saw Damon's smile, she paused in her steps."Uncle Damon, what are you looking at? You look happy," she asked.Damon flipped his phone face down on the desk, his expression turning cold as he looked up at her. "No deal. I'm not interested in your project."Charlotte sat down
Not long after, Brandon arrived.Nyla was in the living room playing with Mason. Brandon greeted them briefly before heading straight for the study to meet Damon."Uncle Damon, why did you call me over?" Brandon asked.Damon glanced at him and asked, "How's the situation with your fight with Tom? Have you handled it?"Damon sat at his desk, and though he was seated, Brandon immediately felt an unprecedented pressure as soon as their eyes met.His smile faltered, and he stiffly replied, "It's still being handled. I hired some online trolls, and now there's a lot of criticism about Tom online."Damon's gaze hardened. "Stop wasting time on that. Deal with the disloyal partners at the Sumner Group as soon as possible. And keep an eye on Charlotte. She might be working with the Genge Group."Brandon listened attentively at first, but then couldn't help but exclaim, "No way! Does Charlotte really not know that Tom is targeting both the Sumner Group and Prospectus Technology? Is she ou
Seeing Nyla's agitated state, Damon pulled her into his arms. "I know. I know. I feel the same way. But we can't panic. The more we panic, the more mistakes we'll make. Buddy will be okay. I promise."Nyla gripped the front of his suit jacket, her tears soaking into his shirt. She tried to stay calm, but the thought of Mason in danger made her tremble with fear.Damon gently patted her back and spoke softly. "Let's go upstairs. We'll wait for Gabriel's call and any updates from my team."They went upstairs.Nyla sat on the couch, her eyes fixed on her phone, anxiously waiting for Gabriel's call.Damon stood by the window, his face grim, staring out as his thoughts churned.The tension in the room was palpable as the minutes dragged on.Finally, Nyla's phone rang.She snatched it up, her breath hitching when she saw Gabriel's name on the screen.Answering quickly, she asked, "Have you decided? Will you let me trade places with Buddy?""I will," Gabriel replied. "But you'll hav
"What exactly do you want?!" Nyla demanded.Hearing the urgency and anger in her voice, Gabriel chuckled. "Nyla, my original plan was to be with you, have a child, and spend the rest of our lives together."The words filled Nyla with disgust. But with Mason in Gabriel's hands, she dared not provoke him. Who knew what he might do?Taking a deep breath to steady herself, she said slowly, "Your goal is me. Taking Buddy doesn't help you. Just let him go, please.""Nyla, that's what I used to think," Gabriel replied. "But after Damon got me thrown in prison and ruined Nyce Tech, I've changed my mind."Nyla's grip on the phone tightened. "What do you want now?""I want Damon to feel the pain I'm going through. Since I can't bankrupt Prospectus Technology, taking Buddy will make him suffer as much as I have.""No! Don't!" Nyla trembled, a wave of terror washing over her. "Gabriel, I'm begging you. Don't hurt Buddy. Please... Let me trade places with him. Take me as your hostage instead
Nyla clutched her phone, her eyes wide with disbelief and confusion.How could Mason have been taken by Gabriel?Wait...She quickly dialed the villa's phone number, gripping her phone so tightly that her knuckles turned white.Buddy...The call rang and rang until it disconnected automatically. No one answered. Her heart sank.Frantically, she dialed Lydia's number next. Still, no answer.Suddenly, her mind flashed to the maid who had brought her orange juice earlier.That maid... she looked so unfamiliar. Nyla had felt a flicker of suspicion at the time, but Damon's call had interrupted her thoughts, and she'd let it go.Her face turned pale as realization dawned.If only she had been more alert—could Mason have avoided this danger?"Nyla! Nyla!"A firm hand grabbed her shoulder, shaking her back to reality.She looked up to see Damon's anxious face, and tears instantly welled in her eyes. "Damon... Buddy... Did Gabriel really take him? Tell me you're joking. You're lyin
There was a brief pause on the other end of the line before Nyla replied in a disappointed voice, "Alright. Just make sure you eat something. I'll call Spencer later to check if you've eaten. Don't skip meals and upset your stomach.""Alright. I'll send you a picture when I eat," Damon replied."Make it a video call instead—how do I know you're not lying to me otherwise?" Nyla challenged.Damon chuckled helplessly. "Fine. I'll call you when I eat.""Okay. I won't bother you anymore. Get back to work," Nyla said.After hanging up, Nyla went to the kitchen and told Lydia to prepare fewer dishes for dinner since Damon wouldn't be home.Lydia nodded. "Got it, Ms. Kinsey. I'll skip the fish and greens.""Perfect," Nyla agreed.Back in the living room, Mason was busy putting his toys into a storage box.Nyla crouched down to help. "Buddy, why aren't you playing anymore?""I'm sleepy, Mommy. I want to take a nap," Mason said.Seeing his drowsy eyes, Nyla replied, "Alright. Let's fi
Gabriel's face was grim, and he didn't speak.The conference room fell silent, the only sound the faint, heavy breathing of those present."Enough. I understand. For now, take care of the backlog of files on my desk. I'll handle the PR situation. I won't let Nyce Tech collapse!" he announced.His words did little to inspire confidence. The shareholders still looked deeply uncertain.From Gabriel's expression, it was clear the allegations of stealing Prospectus Technology's core technology were true.No wonder. That was how they had managed to release the Galaxy chip so quickly.If Prospectus Technology had solid evidence, just the charge of stealing data related to their chip's development would be enough to bankrupt Nyce Tech entirely. Even selling the company wouldn't cover the damages."Understood..." the shareholders chorused.Upon seeing their grimaces, Gabriel's expression darkened further. He waved them off impatiently. "Alright, that's it. You can all leave."The share
The once-bustling top floor of Nyce Tech was eerily quiet. Only a few secretaries remained at their desks.Gabriel approached one of them with a scowl. "Where is everyone?"The secretaries froze at the sound of Gabriel's voice.After a brief moment, one of them looked up, confirming it was him, and quickly stood. "Good afternoon, Mr. Hackett.""I asked you a question," Gabriel repeated, his tone sharp. "Where is everyone else? Why is it so empty here?"The secretary stammered, "T-They've all resigned..."She didn't dare mention that she and the others still present were planning to quit as soon as their work was handed off.Gabriel's expression darkened. "Notify all shareholders to meet me in the conference room in 30 minutes.""Y-Yes, sir..." The secretary hurried off.Back in his office, Gabriel stared at the pile of untouched documents on his desk, his frustration mounting.A bunch of useless slackers! They hadn't even tried to delegate tasks to other shareholders in his a
With the lawyer's efforts, Gabriel was temporarily released on bail.On the drive back, he turned to his secretary in the passenger seat. "How's the company doing while I was away?"The secretary's expression grew grim. "Mr. Hackett, since news broke about your arrest, the company's stock has been plummeting. Several shareholders have already started selling off their shares to cash out."Gabriel's face darkened as he growled, "Those old fools! They act high and mighty when things are going well, but the moment there's trouble, they rush to jump ship. A bunch of spineless idiots!""Some shareholders have even sold their shares at a loss..." the secretary added cautiously."Head to the company first!" Gabriel snapped.He couldn't let this continue. At this rate, Nyce Tech would collapse within a month."Understood..." the secretary replied.Philip, seated beside him, interjected with a frown, "Mr. Hackett, the priority right now is resolving the lawsuit Prospectus Technology has
Andrew frowned. "Are you crazy?""Yes, I'm crazy! I want a divorce!" Ruth yelled.Andrew's hands clenched into fists."Our child is still here, and you're spouting nonsense. Aren't you ashamed? I'm not going to argue with you," he said coldly.Without waiting for a response, he turned and strode toward the study.Ruth stayed on the sofa, tears streaming down her face. She didn't follow him.Watching her mother's distress, Jane felt a pang of guilt."Mom, I'm sorry. If it weren't for me, Dad wouldn't have lost his temper," she said, her voice soft with regret.In Jane's memory, her parents had always been close and rarely quarreled, especially in her presence. For her father to lash out like this, he must have been pushed to his limits.Ruth wiped her tears and looked at Jane, her expression softening. "Jane, I was furious when Theo told us you sold the shares to Damon. I couldn't understand why you'd sell them to an outsider."But now, I've thought it through. If you hadn't s
Andrew and Ruth stared at Jane, their faces full of disbelief.Andrew was the first to speak. "Jane, is what Theo said true? Did you really sell the Wilkie Group's shares to Prospectus Technology?"Jane bit her lip, her face tense and silent.Her silence confirmed their worst fears.Andrew's expression darkened, anger flashing across his face as he leered at her. "Are you out of your mind? Why would you sell the shares to Prospectus Technology?!"Ruth's eyes reddened, and she turned away, avoiding Jane entirely.Although Ruth often criticized Pedro's methods, she had always sided with Andrew when it came to major decisions, especially regarding company shares.Pedro glared at Jane coldly. "I'll give you three days to get those shares back. If you can't, you're no longer part of this family. I'll disown you!"Andrew was appalled. He quickly spoke up. "Dad, this matter—""Shut up!" Pedro interrupted sharply. "You can't manage the company, and you can't even raise your daughter p