Chapter 521

Nyla nodded. “When did you get here?”

“Not too long ago,” Oliver replied.

“You should take a look at those dark circles under your eyes,” Nyla remarked.

Oliver paused briefly, then chuckled. “Alright, you got me. After Buddy fell asleep, I was worried you’d forget to call, so I came over.”

Nyla frowned, about to speak, but Oliver cut her off, “You’ve been up all night. You must be exhausted. Get In the car, and I’ll take you home to rest.”

Nyla nodded. “Okay.”

She opened the door and got in. Once she buckled her seatbelt, Oliver started the car.

“Why don’t you rest at my place? I’m off today, and I can watch Buddy,” Oliver suggested.

Nyla hesitated for a moment, then shook her head. “No, I’ll pick Buddy up and head home. You finally have a day off–you should relax.”

Oliver insisted, “It’s fine. Watching Buddy is pretty much relaxing for me anyway. And he’s probably still asleep.”

Meeting Oliver’s gentle gaze, Nyla couldn’t bring herself to refuse again.

“Alright,” she said.

At the lab window, Damon watched as Nyla got into Oliver’s his eyes narrowing slightly.

When he had arrived at the lab earlier and stepped out of his car, he had felt an icy, hostile gaze directed at him. If his instincts were right, that gaze had come from the car Nyla Seeing Damon’s distant, unreadable expression, Edgar felt a bit uneasy and asked, “Mr. Sumner, what do you think of our lab?”

Damon turned his attention back to Edgar. “It’s not bad. I’ll honor my commitment to fund your lab.”

Hearing this, Edgar finally relaxed and quickly replied, “Great! If you have time now, we can sign the contract.”

Since the lab’s funding wasn’t a charitable donation, they had to sign agreements outlining terms like giving the company free access to any new drugs the lab developed.

“Alright,” Damon replied.

After signing the contract, Edgar beamed with delight, knowing that the research funds for the year were secured.

“Mr. Sumner, do you have time for a meal? We could grab something together,” he proposed.

“That won’t be necessary. I have other matters to attend to,” Damon declined.

A little disappointed, Edgar said, “Maybe next time then.”

After leaving the lab, Damon headed straight to Prospectus Technology’s branch office in Capitarnia.

Three years ago, Prospectus Technology had begun establishing a presence in Capitarnia, entering the local market. From initial struggles to its current position, the journey had been tough. Only those close to Damon, like his secretary, knew just how challengin With the branch now owning its own building, all the hard work seemed worth it.

As Damon gazed out the car window, lost in thought, Luca didn’t dare disturb him.

From his years of experience with Damon, Luca had learned that whenever Damon’s eyes were half- closed like that, it was a sign that he wasn’t in a go However, nothing that had happened today should have upset him.

On the way home, Oliver couldn’t help but mention, “Nyla, I saw Damon today.”

Nyla’s expression remained unchanged as she pressed her lips together. “Yeah, he’s our lab’s sponsor. Oliver’s grip on the steering wheel tightened slig “No. He has lost his memory. You probably heard about that,” Nyla replied.

Oliver blinked in surprise, then nodded. “I did hear, but I didn’t think it was true…”

After a brief silence, he glanced at Nyla and asked, “How do you feel about all of thi