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Melody took the payment slip with a deep breath. "Mom, go back to the ward and take care of Dad. I'll figure out the money."Her mother looked apologetic and uneasy. "Melody, I'm sorry... We don't have the money, and we're causing you trouble..."She knew her daughter didn't have that much money either. Apart from borrowing, there seemed to be no other way.Her mother suggested, "Maybe I can ask your uncle for a loan... You—"Before she could finish, Melody interrupted, "Mom, we've already borrowed a lot from him for the apartment down payment. We haven't even started repaying it yet, and asking for more might upset my aunt. I'll find a way, so don't worry.""Alright…" her mother reluctantly agreed.Melody took the payment slip and went to the end of the hallway to call her classmates and friends.…In the CEO's office of Prospectus Technology, Damon looked grim as he stared at Spencer. "Didn't I tell you that this matter must not be leaked?"Spencer felt distressed. He had in

"Ms. Jayston, I discovered that Steven has had contact with someone from the Preston Group. However, it appears you have no personal grievances with them, so there would be no reason for them to target you," Pete said.Nyla tightened her grip on the phone. "Actually, there is some personal animosity. I understand the situation now, Mr. Monaghan, so there's no need for further investigation."If you have the time, could you check whether Robert Palfrey from Contelligence has had any contact with employees from Prospectus Technology?""Certainly. I'll look into it right away," Pete replied.After ending the call, Nyla transferred some money to Pete. Once he confirmed receipt, Nyla closed the chat. She placed her phone in her bag, paused for a moment, and then called Damon.The call connected quickly.Damon's voice carried a hint of tension. "Nyla... what's wrong?"Nyla pressed her lips together, a flicker of hesitation in her eyes before she composed herself. "Mr. Sumner, I'm not

Camila asked him several times, but Steven just said he was too tired from work.After dropping Camila off at home, Steven watched her walk away and made up his mind. He was determined to protect her and the baby, even if it meant committing a crime.He called Troy, gritting his teeth. "I'll do what you asked, but I need to wait until my girlfriend gives birth.""No way. That's too late," Troy replied.Steven sneered. "Mr. Cantrill, I can always tell Nyla what you're planning. You're just looking for a scapegoat. Am I not even allowed to decide on the timing?""If you tell Nyla, there's no telling if your child will even have a chance to be born," Troy warned."Mr. Cantrill, if anything happens to my family, I'll post our phone conversation online. You wouldn't want this to blow up, would you? I just need two months," Steven negotiated.Troy was silent for a moment before saying coldly, "I'll consult with Mr. Preston and get back to you."…Upon hearing this, Nathaniel sneered

Rebecca felt a slight relief seeing the panic on Nathaniel's face. Turning her head away, she said coldly, "I already told you that what happened that night should be considered as if it never occurred. If you're having second thoughts, we can still be friends.""No!" Nathaniel took her hand and said gently, "I don't want to be just friends. I want to be your boyfriend."As she looked into his deep, affectionate eyes, Rebecca felt no emotional stir but decided to play along with a shy demeanor. "Okay."Moved by her act, Nathaniel instinctively cupped her chin and leaned in to kiss her.Rebecca, startled, quickly pushed him away. "No… There are too many people in the restaurant. Someone might see us."Noticing her pale face, Nathaniel frowned. "Do I look that unpresentable?""It's not that… It's just that my breakup with Damon hasn't been made public yet. If someone who knows us sees us, it might reflect poorly on you," Rebecca explained."I don't care," Nathaniel insisted."Eve

Seeing Nyla so agitated, Spencer spoke up. "Nyla, do you have anything else to say?"Nyla didn't respond to him. Instead, she looked directly at Melody and asked, "You're sure the 30,000 dollars I gave you was hush money, right?"For a brief moment, Melody's expression faltered, but she quickly nodded. "I'm sure.""Okay." Nyla calmly pulled out her phone. "I recorded our call last night."As soon as she said that, Melody's face turned pale.Gabriel, sitting nearby, tensed up, his expression darkening. His eyes narrowed, and his hands clenched on the table instinctively.He hadn't expected this—Nyla had been cautious enough to record the conversation even in that situation.Nyla placed her phone on the table and played the recording. The voices from the call echoed through the dead-silent conference room. The more it played, the paler Melody became.When the recording ended, Nyla put away her phone and looked coldly at Melody. "If you don't want to admit it, I can show the times