NovelUpdateChapter 1153 After holding each other for a moment, Damon released Nyla just as his phone buzzed in his pocket.
His expression darkened when he saw that it was Spencer calling. He swiped to answer. "What's going on?" "Mr. Sumner, I reached out to the companies this morning, but every one of them rejected us. Mr. Walker from Excellence received a warning from someone.
"His secretary toldprivately that they were threatened-if Excellence works with Prospectus Technology, they'd be bankrupted. Under this pressure, no company is willing to partner with Prospectus Technology," Spencer reported.
At this rate, Prospectus Technology was heading straight for another financial crisis.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDamon lowered his eyes, his tone icy. "Got it. I'll deal with it when I get back this afternoon." He hung up and met Nyla's worried gaze. "Damon, is it Drake or Alexander targeting Prospectus Technology?" "If I'm right, it's Drake," Damon replied.
He could tell that Alexander didn't want to create open hostility between them because of Nyla, so he hadn't made any direct moves. Instead, it seemed he had pushed Drake to handle these underhanded tactics.
Damon's gaze hardened as he thought this over.
Nyla frowned. "I heard Spencer mention that no companies will work with Prospectus Technology. Is the situation really that bad?" Damon reached out to pat her head, his voice soft but firm. "It's fine. Letworry about it. Your only task is to pick up and drop off Buddy from school. Leave the rest to me." Nyla bit her lip, her expression growing guilty. "I'm sorry. This is all because of me." If it weren't for her, Damon's company wouldn't have faced financial trouble before, and Drake wouldn't be attacking him now. The more she thought about it, the heavier her guilt grew.
"This has nothing to do with you. Even without you, companies face challenges like this-it's normal. Stop overthinking it. Let's eat," Damon said.
Nyla didn't want Damon to have to comfort her while worrying about company matters.
Forcing a smile, she nodded. "Okay, let's eat. I didn't know you were coming home, or I would have asked Lydia to make a few more dishes." When they entered the dining room, the table was already laid out with Nyla's favorite dishes. In the center was a cake with the words "Congratulations to Mr. and Mrs. Summer on your marriage" written on it Nyla blinked in surprise and glanced at Damon. "You had Lydia prepare all this?" "Yeah," Damon admitted.
"This should have been my job. I'm sorry—I didn't think of it," she apologized.
She had thought that simply getting the marriage certificate was enough. She hadn't considered that Damon might want to celebrate the moment. Now, she realized how much he valued it.
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Pulling out a chair for her, Damon smiled. "These little things are forO to handle. I already feel bad enough to I that can't give you a proper wedding. If I made you do even this, I'd feel worse."
She took his hand. "There's no need to feel bad. Choosing to marry you means you're worth it. You don't oweanything." "Okay. Let's eat," Damon said.
He had planned to sit down for a nice meal with her, but halfway through, his phone rang again, pulling him away.
Standing up, he looked at Nyla apologetically. "Nyla, I'm sorry. Something urgent cup at the e.
company. Phave to leave now, but I'll make it up to you tonight." "Go. Work is more important. We'll have plenty of ttogether later," she said. His eyes lingered on her for a moment. "Alright. I'll pick you up tonight for dinner." "Okay," she said.
After Damon left, Nyla looked at the barely touched dishes on the table and suddenly lost her appetite.
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