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The familiar scent of pine momentarily caught Nyla off guard. It wasn't until the crowd cleared that Damon let go of her."Are you okay?" His cool, deep voice came from above her.Nyla pressed her lips together and replied softly, "I'm fine.""Good to hear," Damon said."Daddy, can you and Mommy ride the carousel with me?" Mason looked up at Damon, completely unbothered by what had just happened and unaware that Nyla had zoned out.Damon thought the carousel was childish, something only kids and women would enjoy. Just as he was about to decline, Mason grabbed his leg, looking up at him with eager eyes.Caught in Mason's hopeful gaze, Damon found himself relenting. "Alright, let's do it."They lined up at the carousel. Just as they were about to get on, Nyla's phone suddenly rang.When she saw it was Oliver, she looked up at Damon. "I need to take this call. If we get to the front of the line, just take Buddy on the ride."Damon, towering over Nyla, caught a glimpse of the nam

Mason hadn't seen Oliver in a while, so his face lit up with excitement. "Okay!"As soon as Mason spoke, he sensed Damon's gaze on him. It seemed his father wasn't too keen on having Oliver join them for dinner.However, he had already agreed, and he didn't want to chase Oliver away, especially since he really liked him and wanted to eat together.Oliver sat down next to Nyla and turned to Damon. "Sorry to intrude."Damon's expression was indifferent. "If you knew it was an intrusion, Mr. Raynor, you shouldn't have followed Ms. Kinsey here in the first place, should you?"Catching the sarcasm in Damon's tone, Oliver remained unfazed and smiled. "I've always had meals with Nyla and Buddy before, and I thought you wouldn't mind since you know my relationship with Nyla."Damon remained silent, his face stoic. Admitting he minded would make him seem petty while claiming he didn't mind felt uncomfortable. Ultimately, he chose to ignore Oliver, treating him like he was invisible.Howe

Nyla looked at Clark calmly as she asked, "Is that so?"Clark was momentarily stunned, not expecting her response. He quickly replied, "Of course! We were so in love before. Have you forgotten?""Of course I haven't forgotten," Nyla said, raising an eyebrow. "And I have something to tell you too.""What is it?" Clark asked.Nyla beckoned. "Come a little closer." Confused, Clark stepped toward her.Just as he was a few steps away, she suddenly slapped him.The sharp sound echoed in the living room, leaving a clear handprint on Clark's face. His expression twisted in anger."Nyla!" His voice was filled with fury, and his gaze turned dark and cold.Nyla smiled, shaking her aching hand. "Your skin is really thick. My hand hurts now. This slap is for what I didn't get the chance to do five years ago. Consider it payback."Clark gritted his teeth, forcing himself to suppress his anger. "Nyla, you've slapped me and vented your anger. Does that mean I can pursue you again now?"Nyl

Clark's expression turned sour as he demanded, "Dad, didn't you hear Grandpa's warning just now? Or is a brother who abandoned you more important than your own son?"Cyrus sighed. "I just want to talk to the doctor about the likelihood of Damon successfully recovering his memory. And no matter what, he's still your uncle.""Uncle? He's not even a part of the Sumners!" an angry voice said from the doorway.Cyrus and Clark turned their heads.Cyrus glared at Cindy as she approached. He scolded, "What nonsense are you spouting? Isn't the family chaotic enough already?"Cindy scoffed and sat across from them. "Clark, do you remember when I told you that your uncle doesn't have the right to compete with you for the Sumner Group?"Clark nodded. "Yes. What do you mean by saying he isn't part of the Sumners?"Cyrus was angry. "Don't listen to your mother's nonsense. I think she's been idle for too long and lost her mind. How could I not know whether Damon is my brother?"Cindy smirked,

Brandon sneered. "Don't even think about it. I'd rather give my shares to a beggar than to someone like you—a schemer who expects everything without putting in any effort.""You!" Clark shouted, raising his fist and swinging it toward Brandon's face.Before he could make contact, a bone-chilling voice stopped him. "If that punch lands, I can guarantee you'll never set foot in the Sumner Group again."Damon's tone lacked any hint of threat, but Clark felt certain he meant every word.Richard snapped back to his senses, shouting, "Clark! I didn't call you here tonight to fight! If you want to fight, take it outside!"This provided Clark with a way to back down. He lowered his hand and glared at Brandon. "I'll let you off tonight, but you'd better not have done anything illegal at the company these past few years. When I take over, I won't show any mercy."Brandon scoffed. "You're all talk with nothing in hand. If the company ends up in the hands of someone useless like you, it'll g