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Upon hearing Damon’s affirmative response, Erin’s face lit up, ready to continue mocking Nyla.
Melody suddenly interjected, “Ms. Hulle, you’ve got one thing wrong. Nyla is both beautiful and capable, which is not something people can simply envy.”
Erin’s expression froze, and her eyes betrayed a flicker of anger. She huffed. “I never said Ms. Nyla wasn’t capable–just that her looks give her many advantages.”
Tired of Erin’s thinly veiled sarcasm, Nyla decided to speak her mind.
She turned to Erin and said, “You claim my looks give me benefits, but doesn’t your family background provide you with plenty of advantages. too? Otherwise, you wouldn’t be sitting here having lunch with Ms. Summer, would you?”
The world was never fair, and wanting everything was simply being. greedy.
Erin was rendered speechless, her face turning an ugly shade.
Nyla picked up her tray and stood up, announcing, “I’m done. Enjoy your meal.”
Melody quickly followed her. “Nyla, I’m sorry. I spoke too quickly earlier. If I hadn’t agreed to let them sit with us, none of this would have happened.”
Nyla brushed it off, saying, “Don’t worry about it.”
Erin was looking for provoke her. Even if they hadn’t
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agreed to let them sit, she would have stayed nearby and found another way to irritate Nyla.
Initially, Nyla thought Erin and Damon were a good match, but now she felt Erin was not worthy of him. However, Damon may eventually choose to marry Erin, so it was not her place to interfere.
After they left, Erin turned to Damon. “Mr. Damon, does Ms. Nyla hold a grudge against me?”
She bit her lip, looking aggrieved.
Normally, any other man might have felt a surge of sympathy seeing. her like this. However, Damon remained expressionless as he asked, Didn’t you provoke her first?”
Sensing Damon’s defense of Nyla, Erin’s anger flared, her voice growing colder. “I was just speaking the truth. Didn’t you agree with me?”
She had expected that knowing Damon liked Nyla would make him treat her better, to keep her quiet. Instead, his attitude had worsened.
“I only agreed that personal capability is important. It seems you don’t understand men,” Damon remarked.
Erin’s face paled. Was he implying that he preferred beautiful women and had no interest in her?
“Mr. Damon, you should remember your and Nyla’s identities!” she snapped.
As soon as she spoke, the temperature seemed to drop several degrees. Damon’s gaze turned icy, cold enough to freeze.
“Ms. Hulle, I suggest you think before you speak. Otherwise, the consequences will be more than you can bear,” he said, standing up and leaving.
Only after Damon left the cafeteria did Erin feel the suffocating
pressure lift, and she let out a breath she hadn’t realized she was
holding.
However, she was far from giving up. After years of finally finding a man she liked, she wouldn’t quit so easily.
Nyla and Damon were obstacles, but she still had a chance!
Recalling the angry look on Dylan’s face as he left, Erin smirked and formed a plan in her mind.
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Back in his office, Damon coldly ordered, “Look into a Dylan Lomas in our company.”
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Spencer looked puzzled and asked, “Mr. Sumner, why are we investigating this employee?”
“I hired you to do your job, not to ask questions,” Damon replied curtly.
Meeting Damon’s icy gaze, Spencer quickly lowered his head. “I’ll get right on it.”
Soon, Spencer delivered a printed report on Dylan to Damon.
After reading it, Damon said coolly, “Find an excuse to send him on a business trip. I don’t want him in the company for the next six months.”
Spencer found this odd but didn’t dare ask further questions upon recalling their previous exchange. He nodded. “Understood. I’ll handle it immediately.”
Dylan left the cafeteria, agitatedly clutching the flowers in his hand. He considered throwing them away but felt it would be a waste.
After a moment’s thought, he sent a message to a recent fling, inviting. her to dinner. He figured dinner would naturally lead to inviting her to his place afterward.
Feeling better with this plan, he was about to head back when he
received a friend request. Noting the pretty woman’s profile picture, het assumed she was someone he had met on a dating app and quickly accepted.
Before he could say anything, he received a message: [Want to get Nyla? 8:00 p.m. tonight at State Zero Bar, Room 8.]
Dylan frowned and was about to reply when the message was unsent.
He sent several messages asking for arification but received no
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response. If not for the deleted message notification in the chat, he might have thought he imagined it.
He had just confessed his feelings to Nyla, and now someone added him and sent this message. It suggested that the sender was also in the cafeteria. But with so many people there, he couldn’t pinpoint who it
was.
After some hesitation, he decided it might be a prank and blocked the
contact.
That evening, Erin waited in the bar for over an hour. When Dylan didn’t show, she lost patience and had him forcibly brought in.
Seeing Erin, Dylan realized she was the one who had contacted him. He asked, “Ms. Hulle, what do you want?”
His gaze was wary, knowing there was no connection between Erin and Nyla. He didn’t know Erin either. Why would she want to help him?
Erin smirked. “Didn’t I already tell you in the text? I can help you get Nyla.”
Dylan sneered. “Why should I believe you?”
“You have no choice but to follow my instructions,” Erin said, tossing some documents in front of him with a cold smile. “If you don’t, the consequences might be more than you can handle.
Dylan picked up the files, his face turning ashen as he read through them.
After a long moment, he looked at Erin, trembling. “Did Nyla offend you?
Erin smirked, but the expression didn’t reach her eyes. “It’s best not to ask questions you shouldn’t. Knowing to uch could be disastrous. All
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you need to know is that I’ll help you get her.”
“What do I need to do?” Dylan asked.
“Just follow my instructions and don’t ask questions,” Erin ordered.
Dylan lowered his gaze, filled with anger at being threatened. He knew opposing Erin was futile and decided to go along with her plan. He was determined to get back at Nyla for humiliating him in the cafetería today.
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Taking a deep breath, Dylan said slowly, “Alright, I’ll follow your lead.”
Nyla had been busy in the lab until after 10:00 p.m. due to problems with her experiment. As she gathered her things and prepared to leave, she received a call from Clark.
His slightly icy voice came through as soon as she answered. “Why aren’t you home yet?”
“I’m wrapping up now. I’ll be home soon.” Just as Nyla spoke, the elevator doors opened.
She was about to step in when she saw Damon standing inside. She
hesitated for a moment.
Their eyes met, and Damon’s were filled with frost. His entire demeanor radiated a chilling aloofness.
Nyla bit her lip, unsure if she should enter. Given Damon’s attitude toward her at lunch, he clearly didn’t want to see her.
Clark’s voice came through the phone, asking if he should come pick
her up.
Nyla snapped back to reality and replied, “No need. I drove. Just wait for me at home.”
She hung up and could feel Damon’s sharp gaze on her, making her palms sweat as she gripped her phone.
“Aren’t you coming in?” Damon asked, his voice icy and cutting through the air.
Nyla shook her head and answered, “No. just remembered I forgot something. You go ahead.”
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Damon released the button holding the door open without another word, and the elevator doors slowly closed in front of Nyla. The elevator descended once again.
Nyla stared at the down button for a few seconds before pressing it
again.
When she finally got home, it was nearly midnight. She walked into the living room to find Clark waiting for her on the sofa..
“I might be working late often. You don’t have to wait up for me,” she said, frowning slightly.
Clark scowled. “Is this job really that demanding?”
Nyla met his gaze, aware that he was really asking if her late hours meant spending time with Damon..
“Don’t worry. Your uncle doesn’t like me at all right now. My work is with another executive at Prospectus Technology. We won’t have any interactions,” she replied.
Clark, unperturbed by having his true concerns revealed, said, “I’m just looking out for you.”
Not wanting to continue the argument, Nyla nodded. “I know. Thank you. for your concern.”
Clark frowned, noticing Nyla wasn’t taking his words seriously.
However, recalling how she had discarded Damon’s gift in front of him. the previous day, he assumed Damon’s pride would prevent him from. pursuing her any further.
“Nyla, let’s drop this topic. Grandma sent over some supplements today. She still cares about you,” Clark said, changing the subject.
Nyla glanced at the pile of supplements on the table, a hint of sarcasm.
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in her eyes. Marie and Clark had a way of following up a harsh reprimand with a small gesture of care.
“Thank Grandma for me,” she said.
With that, Nyla started toward the stairs. She had barely reached the staircase when she heard footsteps behind her. Before she could react,
her wrist was seized.
“Nyla, what’s with your attitude? Are you still mad at Grandma?” Clark demanded.
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Nyla shook Clark off, dismissing him with indifference. “You’re overthinking it.”
Clark was dissatisfied with her dismissive response, and his gaze grew colder.
After taking a deep breath to calm himself, he softened his tone. “Nyla, I know you feel wronged, but Grandma is getting old. I hope you can be more understanding.”
Nyla found his words laughable. Whenever the Sumners were involved, Clark’s solution was always for her to endure. She had previously ignored these issues because she loved him, but now she realized she would always come second to his family and career.
“Don’t worry, I have no issues with her,” she said calmly.
After all, she no longer cared about Clark, so why would she care about anyone else?
Seeing her calm demeanor, Clark dropped the topic and said, “By the way, Mom invited us over for dinner tomorrow night.”
Nyla was surprised. Cindy had never liked her and rarely invited them over since their marriage. However, if she could get into Cyrus‘ study, she might find clues about the Harris Pharmaceuticals incident.
“Alright, got it. Do we need to prepare any gifts?” she asked.
“No need. I’ll pick you up after work,” Clark answered.
“Okay,” Nyla agreed readily.
The next evening, Nyla packed up he equipment and said goodbye to Melody before leaving. As she reached the downstairs lobby,
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someone suddenly appeared, startling her.
It was Dylan, the man who had confessed his feelings to her the day before. He was holding a bouquet in one hand and a small, elegant cake in the other, grinning at her.
“Ms. Jayston, I thought about it all night and realized I still like you and don’t want to give up. Can you give me a chance to pursue you?” Dylan
asked.
Nyla found his persistence annoying. She has assumed she had made herself clear yesterday.
“Mr. Lomas, I told you I’m married. This is harassment,” she replied firmly.
Dylan’s expression momentarily hardened before he resumed hist previous smile. “I don’t believe you’re married. Unless you show me your marriage certificate or bring your husband to prove it.”
Annoyance flickered in Nyla’s eyes, and her voice turned cold. “I don’t have to prove anything to you. If you think I’m lying, find evidence. If you can’t, stop bothering me.”
She turned to leave, but Dylan suddenly grabbed her arm as she walked past him.
In the next moment, Dylan was punched in the face.
“Ah!” he screamed.
The punch was powerful, sending him to the ground and scattering his flowers and cake. He looked utterly pathetic.
Nyla was momentarily stunned before she asked Clark, “When did you get here?”
“Just now,” Clark replied, glaring at Dylan with killing intent.
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Initially, Dylan was shocked by the punch, but he soon felt a surge of anger. He looked up to yell at Clark, but the icy gaze he encountered made him shiver. Trembling involuntarily, he struggled for several seconds to suppress his fear.
Standing up, he glared at Clark. “Who are you? Why did you hit me?”
“You’re harassing my wife. Consider yourself lucky it was just one punch,” Clark growled.
Realizing that Nyla was indeed married, Dylan felt a pang of guilt. Still, he quickly regained his confidence as Clark had struck first.
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“You accuse me of harassing her? Do you have any evidence? If not, I’ll call the police and report you for assault. You might end up spending a few days behind bars!” Dylan threatened.
Clark remained unfazed. “Go ahead, but don’t be surprised if it’s you who ends up in jail.”
Dylan’s bluster lost its impact as Clark’s calm demeanor persisted. Gritting his teeth, Dylan snapped, “Fine! Just wait. You’d better hope I don’t see you again!”
With that, he turned and stormed off.
Clark watched him go with cold, steely eyes. Someone like that dared to harass Nyla?
Clark turned to her, his expression dark. “Why didn’t you tell me someone was bothering you?”
It was clear from her reaction that this man had been a recurring problem.
Nyla pressed her lips together. “I didn’t expect him to get physical. I rejected him yesterday.”
She hadn’t anticipated Dylan’s persistence despite her clear refusal.
Clark sneered. “Tolerating people like him only emboldens them. I’ll call Uncle Damon later and ask him how he manages his employees.”
Nyla frowned at the mention of involving Damon. “It’s just a minor issue. No need to trouble him.”
Clark paused and scrutinized her denly. “Do you really think it’s minor, or are you worried I’ll make things cult for him?”
Nyla’s expression cooled as she replied, “Do you think you have what it
takes to challenge him?”
“Say that again!” Clark snarled, his eyes blazing with anger.
How dare she imply he couldn’t handle Damon?!
“I can say it as many times as you want. It’s the truth,” Nyla insisted.
Clark laughed coldly. “Fine. Very well.
He stormed off toward the car parked by the curb, not uttering a word to Nyla during the drive to Cyrus and Cindy’s place.
Nyla followed him inside, unfazed by his silence.
As they entered the living room, Cyrus‘ laughter greeted them.
Nyla’s hands tightened at her sides. She took a deep breath to suppress her emotions and followed Clark in, changing her shoes at the entrance.
She noticed Damon was there as well, playing chess with Cyrus while. Cindy sat nearby, smiling.
Nyla knew that Cyrus and Cindy’s marriage was merely a façade; Cindy was just maintaining appearances.
Seeing Clark, Cindy said gently, “Have a seat. Dinner will start once your dad and uncle finish this game.”
Her smile faded when her gaze landed on Nyla, and she did not greet
her.
Nyla didn’t mind–a sudden display of warmth from Cindy would have been unsettling.
Seated on the couch, Clark watched the chess game, where Cyrus appeared to be losing.
Meanwhile, Nyla was preoccupied with figuring out how to access Cyrus
study without being noticed.
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The study was on the second floor at the end of the left hallway and was usually locked.
Taking the key from Cyrus wasn’t feasible, but Clark’s bedroom was conveniently next to the study, with their balconies connected. If she could get to Clark’s balcony, she could access the study.
As Nyla pondered her plan, the chess game ended.
Cyrus sighed. “Damon, you never go easy on me. I’m your brother–can’t you cut me some slack?”
Damon dropped the white pieces into the container. “If you want
someone to go easy on you, play with your subordinates. They wouldn’t dare beat you.”
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Cyrus shook his head and remarked, “With a temper like yours, I wonder what kind of woman could ever put up with you.”
Damon did not respond, concentrating on picking up the chess pieces.
“Come on, let’s eat.”
At the dining table, Cyrus chatted with Damon almost excessively.
Nyla ate a small amount, then set down her cutlery and said, “I’m done. You all take your time.”
As soon as she spoke, everyone at the table looked at her.
Cindy frowned, clearly displeased, but remained silent.
Clark turned to Nyla, his voice gentle as he asked, “Is the food not to your liking tonight?”
Nyla shook her head. “No, I’m really full. I remember leaving some. clothes in your room last time I was here. I’m going to see if I can find.
that dress I liked.”
Clark nodded. “Alright.”
Cindy initially considered suggesting that a maid look for the dress but then reconsidered. If Nyla wanted to find it herself, it would save the
service staff the trouble.
Once inside Clark’s bedroom, Nyla locked the door behind her and quickly moved to the balcony. After ensuring no one was around, she carefully climbed over to Cyrus‘ study.
Inside the study, she scanned the room, starting with Cyrus‘ desk, which was cluttered with company documents. She checked the drawers but found nothing useful. It seemed she uld need to look elsewhere.
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Just as she was about to leave, she heard footsteps and voices approaching the study. Her face paled. It was too late to escape, so she quickly hid behind the curtain.
The study door opened, and Cyrus‘ voice grew louder as he entered. Damon, you know I never ask for help, no matter how tough things get. But the company is really in trouble this time. If you help me through this, I’ll repay you with interest.”
Had it not been for the company’s dire straits and Richard’s refusal to assist, Cyrus would not have approached Damon.
Damon remained indifferent. Just as he was about to speak, he glanced toward the curtain. Without showing any reaction, he turned back to Cyrus, who was about to sit in the chair facing the curtain. “Cyrus, sit
over there.”
Cyrus looked puzzled. “Why?”
“I prefer this spot,” Damon deadpanned.
Cyrus sighed and moved to the opposite chair. He then looked at Damon. “About the funding… What do you think?”
Damon’s expression remained cold. “I need to think about it. It’s not at
small amount.”
“I know, but Prospectus Technology is a big company, and 150 million. dollars shouldn’t be too much of a strain,” Cyrus insisted.
Damon did not respond, his face devoid of emotion.
Sensing Damon’s displeasure, Cyrus sighed. “Damon, you know my character. I wouldn’t come to you unless I had no other choice.”
Damon’s expression remained distant Inderstood. I’ll consider it.”
They discussed business for a while longer before leaving the study.
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Nyla emerged from behind the curtain and quickly climbed back
through the balcony. She sent a message to her private investigator to look into what was happening with Cyrus‘ company.
After grabbing a random piece of clothing from the wardrobe, she prepared to leave.
As she opened the door, she was startled to find a tall figure standing there. She nearly screamed, but Damon covered her mouth and pushed her back into the room.
The door shut behind them with a bang, and Nyla found herself pinned against it by Damon.
He looked down at her, his expression cold and eyes filled with scrutiny. “What were you doing sneaking into Cyrus‘ study?”
Nyla was taken aback, her face turning pale. Had Damon noticed her earlier?
“U–Uncle Damon… I don’t understand what you’re talking about…” she stammered.
Damon chuckled, but his eyes remained icy. “I saw you hiding behind. the curtain on the left side of the window. If you don’t admit it, I’ll go tell Cyrus right now and see if anything is missing from his study.”
Nyla’s face turned white. She hadn’t taken anything, but if Cyrus found out, he would be on high alert. Accessing the study would be much harder in the future. Yet, she couldn’t reveal her true intentions.
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Seeing Nyla biting her lip and remaining silent, Damon sneered and pushed her aside, preparing to leave.
In a panic, Nyla quickly stopped him by grabbing his hand.
Damon tensed, his gaze turning cold and dangerous.
“Let go!” he barked.
Nyla bit her lip. “Uncle Damon, do you really have to push me this far?”
Damon smirked coldly. “Nyla, do you know what would have happened if Cyrus had found you in his study?”
Nyla was unaware of Cyrus‘ true nature, yet she had dared to sneak into his study. Had Cyrus caught her, she might have vanished without a trace–something that had happened before.
Her grip on Damon tightened involuntarily, her face growing pale under the harsh light.
“Still not talking?” Damon’s voice loomed above her.
Nyla took a deep breath and said slowly, “I… I wanted to find my marriage certificate with Clark…”
“Why would your marriage certificate be in Cyrus‘ study?” Damon asked, his skepticism clear.
Nyla bit her lip and continued her story. “When we got married, Clark said he’d keep our marriage certificate with his parents… I agreed… Now I want to retrieve it…”
Damon looked at her with mockery. “Why do you need your marriage certificate all of a sudden? Weren‘: u planning to forgive him?”
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can’t keep forgiving him forever, right?” Nyla replied.
Damon’s gaze grew colder, his irritation apparent at her poor acting, but he chose not to expose her lie. He decided to reveal her true intentions gradually.
Just as he was about to speak, there was a loud knock on the door.
Clark’s angry voice echoed. “Nyla, open the door! Is Uncle Damon in there?!”
Panic flashed in Nyla’s eyes as she looked at Damon. If Clark saw Damon there, it would definitely cause a scene.
Meeting her pleading gaze, Damon felt his breath hitch, but he looked away icily.
Seeing no reaction from him, Nyla couldn’t help but plead in a low voice, “Uncle Damon, can you hide…”
“I haven’t done anything wrong. Why should I hide?” Damon refused.
The knocking continued, growing more intense, and Clark’s voice became angrier as if he might break down the door at any moment.” Nyla! Open the door! Are you doing something shameful in there?!”
“Please, I’m begging you,” Nyla nearly cried.
Damon’s expression was still cold as he replied, “Just this once.”
He quickly moved to the balcony and jumped over the edge.
Nyla covered her mouth in disbelief. Had Damon really jumped from the
second floor?
Just then, the bedroom door lock was forcefully twisted off.
Clark burst in, furious. Seeing only Nyla in the room, he glared at her
and questioned coldly, “Where’s ‘cle Damon?”
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“How would I know? I accidentally fell asleep on the bed,” Nyla
answered.
Clark sneered. “Fell asleep?”
If he believed that, he would be a fool.
“Yes, what else? Why would Uncle Damon be in your bedroom? Are you that eager to be a cuckold?” Nyla shot back.
As soon as she finished speaking, Clark grabbed her wrist and threw her onto the bed, pinning her down with his body.
“Nyla, you better not play games with me!” he snarled.
His cold hand slowly moved from her face downward, like a venomous snake, making her shiver uncontrollably.
She glared at him. “If you don’t believe me, find him yourself. Otherwise, I’m not letting this go!”
Clark stared at her, seeing no sign of guilt in her eyes, and began to doubt himself. Could he have really misunderstood her? But he had clearly seen Damon go upstairs earlier.
At that moment, a maid’s voice came from the door. “Mr. Clark, Mr. Cyrus wants to see you downstairs. There’s something he needs to discuss with you.”
“I’ll be right there,” Clark said.
After the maid left, Clark released Nyla and stood up, his voice cold. “I’ll believe you this time. You better behave yourself.”
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After Clark left, Nyla finally breathed a sigh of relief
The incident was over, but she knew she had to be more cautious in the
future.
She got up, straightened her wrinkled clothes, grabbed a random piece of clothing from the closet, and went downstairs.
Clark and Cyrus sat facing each other in the living room, both looking displeased.
Seeing Nyla come down, Cyrus said coldly, “It’s late. You two should head back.”
Clark nodded and stood up. “Alright.”
He looked at Nyla with an emotionless gaze. “Let’s go.”
On the way back, Clark remained silent, clearly still angry about what had happened.
As they reached the villa and Nyla was about to get out of the car, Clark spoke coldly. “Don’t you have anything to say?”
Nyla turned to him. “What do you want me to say? That I really cheated, or something else?”
“Nyla!” Clark’s gaze was icy, making Nyla feel as though he might strangle her at any moment.
“People say you need to catch someone in the act. You didn’t even see your uncle’s shadow, yet you accuse me of cheating. Do you need to see me in bed with him to ease your guilt over cheating with Jordyn?” Nyla questioned.
Clark’s expression darkened instantly, and he gritted his teeth. “I never thought that.”
Nyia chuckled “Do you dare swear you never thought that?”
Clark’s sullen silence was his only response.
The two fell into an uncomfortable silence once again.
Nyla smirked mockingly, said nothing more, pushed open the car door,
and left.
Clark watched her retreating figure, slamming his hands on the steering wheel in frustration and causing the horn to blare. However, Nyla never
looked back.
Back in her bedroom, Nyla heard the sound of the car engine starting, indicating that Clark had left. She didn’t know where he had gone, nor
did she care.
The next morning, Clark woke up with a hangover. As he turned his head, he saw Jordyn lying naked beside him. His expression remained impassive as he got up, dressed, and prepared to leave.
Just as he reached the door, Jordyn’s gentle voice called out from behind him. “Clarko, I made some hangover soup last night and kept it warm. Why don’t you have some before you go?”
Clark glanced back at her with a blank stare.
To him, she was merely an accessory to his otherwise mundane life with Nyla, nothing more than a temporary diversion. Jordyn’s eagerness. to please him stemmed solely from his position as CEO of the Sumner Group.
“No need,” he replied curtly and left without another word.
He went straight to the office.
As soon as he entered, he summoned Michael. “If I remember correctly,
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Prospectus Technology once bankrupted a small company run by the Magills.”
Seeing the cold look in Clark’s eyes, Michael felt a chill. “Yes, that’s right. What about it?”
Clark smirked. “Find the Magills.”
Michael was momentarily taken aback. “Mr. Sumner, are you planning to go after your uncle?”
“Yes. Is there a problem?” Clark retorted.
Michael hesitated, then tried to reason with him. “Mr. Sumner, the Sumner Group has many partnerships with Prospectus Technology. If he finds out you’re plotting against him, he might terminate the contracts, which wouldn’t be beneficial for you.”
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“He bankrupted the Magills. If they come for revenge, what does that have to do with me?” Clark dismissed Michael’s concerns, ignoring his warning.
Seeing that Clark wasn’t listening, Michael frowned and replied, “Alright, I understand.”
Clark’s eyes. Since Damon had tried multiple times to humiliate him, it was time to teach.
him a lesson.
For the next few days, Dylan went to the lab daily, bringing gifts for Nyla, but she rejected them each time.
While helping Nyla set up an experiment, Melody commented, “I don’t get it. Why does Dylan keep coming even though you reject him every day? Does he have a masochistic streak?”
Nyla shook her head and replied, “I don’t know. Don’t worry about him. You set that rack up backward.”
Melody quickly fixed the rack and didn’t bring it up again.
After a week of visiting the lab, Dylan finally figured out Nyla’s. schedule. Now, he just needed to find a time when Melody wasn’t around to take Nyla away.
On Friday morning, when Dylan brought flowers to Nyla and saw that she was alone in the lab, he knew his chance had come. He handed her the flowers and smirked when he noticed her irritation.
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Nyla sensed something was off, and her gaze grew cautious. She instinctively grabbed her phone, saying, “I’ve told you many times, I’m married, Mr. Lomas. Please respect that.”
“Respect? Today, I’ll show you what happens when you look down on me!” Dylan cackled.
Nyla turned to run for the back door, but after only a few steps, she was violently yanked back by her hair.
“Ah!” she screamed.
A cloth with a sharp, chemical odor was pressed over her nose.
Struggling, she fumbled blindly with her phone, hoping to call someone for help. As her vision blurred, the call connected, but she lost
consciousness.
Dylan, holding the unconscious Nyla, picked up her phone from the floor. He immediately ended the call and turned off the phone.
The newly constructed lab building was seldom visited, so Dylan felt confident acting boldly. He dragged Nyla into the adjacent equipment room, locked the door, and set up a camera.
Once he finished, he would have footage to blackmail Nyla into compliance. Perhaps he could use the video to force her into repeated. sexual encounters.
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Grinning wickedly the thought, he looked at Nyla with lecherous
intent. He slowly approached her, knelt, and began unbuttoning her lab.
coat.
After undoing two buttons, he grew impatient and roughly tore the coat. apart.
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Nyla, who should have been unconscious, had seized a nearby flask and smashed it over Dylan’s head.
The sharp shards of glass sliced into his forehead, and blood began to flow immediately.
Seizing the moment of his shock, Nyla shoved him away and stumbled toward the door.
However, she had expended all her strength in that single blow and felt weak and unsteady. Before she could reach the door, Dylan yanked her back by her hair.
“Bitch, how dare you hit me!” Dylan snarled.
He slapped her across the face repeatedly. His forehead, still bleeding, made him appear grotesque and terrifying.
Nyla wanted to fight back, but her weakness prevented her. She could only glare at him with disdain.
Her defiant stare further enraged Dylan. He slapped her again and again until she was nearly unconscious.
“Let’s see how long you can keep that attitude!” he growled.
He threw her to the floor and ripped off her skirt. As he gazed at her pale, slender legs, his eyes turned red with lust, and his hands began to
roam.
Nyla tried to resist, but the disparity in their strength was too great, and the effects of the drug still lingered. She couldn’t even push him away.
“Dylan, if you touch me, you’ll die without a place to be buried!” she threatened.
Dylan sneered. “You think I’m scared? I wouldn’t be here if I wasn’t
confident I could get away with this
As he spoke, his hands moved up herlegs
“Wearing lacy underwear, huh? You must be dying for me to screw you,”
he taunted
Nausea surged in Nyla’s throat, and she began to dry heave.
She gripped a shard of glass tightly, the pain serving as a grounding force. She resolved to slash Dylan’s throat if given the chance.
If she couldn’t succeed, she would cut her own throat. She would rather
die than allow him to have his way
Dylan’s eyes were cold, and his thoughts were vile. He grabbed her underwear, preparing to pull it off when suddenly the equipment room door was violently kicked open.
Dylan’s face twisted in surprise. Before he could react, he was kicked. across the room landing hard and spitting out blood
Upon seeing Nyla’s swollen face, disheveled hair, and nearly naked body, Damon’s gaze turned murderous. He took off his coat and covered her, then slowly approached Dylan
Dylan’s face was astien, his eyes filled with terror: When he saw it was Damon, he knew he was finished.
Damon grabbed him by the collar and lifted him, looking like a demon
from hell
Dylan trembled and began to beg for mercy, “M–Mr Sumner, I was wrong I’m inhuman, please- Ahr”
With a scream, Dylan’s arm was dislocated
“You used both hands to touch her. The other one can go too, Damon
said flatly
Chapter rele
+25 BONUS
“Mr. Sumner, I didn’t-” Before Dylan could finish, Damon dislocated hist other arm.
Overwhelmed by pain, Dylan broke out in a cold sweat and was unable to beg for mercy.
Damon tossed him aside like garbage and walked back to Nyla. Seeing her left hand bleeding, he crouched down and took hold of her wrist.
