Chasing the Unexpected

Many researchers were eager to attend the conference, but the entry requirements were stringent, and invitations were difficult to

obtain.

“My senior gave it to me. This conference aligns perfectly with her research focus,” Nyla explained.

“Wow, your senior sounds amazing! Nyla… I’m really interested in this conference. Could you take me with you?” Melody asked.

eagerly.

Nyla hesitated but then said, “I’ll ask my senior if I can bring an extra person.”

“Great!” Melody exclaimed.

Nyla sent a message to Caroline and soon received a reply that it was okay.

When she learned she could attend the conference with Nyla, Melody’s face lit up with excitement. “Nyla, thank you so much! I’m really grateful!”

“Alright. Let’s clean up the lab and get ready to leave for the day,” Nyla suggested.

With that, she got up and headed toward the lab, with Melody quickly

following.

After they left, Gabriel glanced at the invitation Nyla had left on the desk, his eyes flickering with unspoken thoughts.

Meanwhile, Damon was dealing with documents when he suddenly

received a call from Nathaniel.

“Damon, there’s a ‘Next–Generation Cancer Drug Research and Application‘ conference here in Saintornia. One of the researchers is working on a project related to Rebecca’s condition. Should we take Rebecca to the conference?” Nathaniel asked.

Damon was silent for a few seconds before replying, “Just arrange a meeting with the researcher instead.” Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

“If it were that easy, I would have done it already. The researcher is very busy and hasn’t been available lately. Besides, she’s flying out of the country right after the conference to attend another seminar. The only way to meet her is by attending the conference,” Nathaniel explained.

“Understood. Send me the time and location,” Damon replied.

After hanging up, Damon put his phone down and resumed working.

It wasn’t long before his phone buzzed with messages from Rebecca. Without even opening them, he knew they were likely about checking if he was tired or reminding him to come home for dinner.

He had no desire to read the messages or return to the villa. His reconciliation with Rebecca had been driven by guilt. The thought of pretending for another three months left him feeling drained.

When Spencer entered the office, he placed a stack of documents on the desk. “Mr. Sumner, you can sign these tomorrow.”

“Okay, you can leave for the day,” Damon replied dismissively.

After Spencer left, Damon glanced at the documents but was unable to focus. He set them aside and picked up his phone, opening his

chat with Nyla.

He wanted to send her a message to explain, but he wasn’t sure what to say. He had broken his promises numerous times. She must. be thoroughly disappointed in him by now.

After hesitating for a long time, he put his phone away and got up to leave.

Damon had intended to return to the villa but found himself, almost subconsciously, outside Nyla’s building.

He had been keeping track of her and knew she had moved into the same building as Gabriel. He wanted her to stay away from Gabriel, but what right did he have to make such demands now?

Damon’s black Maybach remained parked downstairs for a long time as he watched the entrance to her building. Finally, a familiar figure appeared.

Nyla came downstairs to take out the trash.

When she saw Damon’s car parked nearby, she was surprised. Quickly regaining her composure, she turned her gaze away, tossed the trash into the bin, and headed back inside.

Damon watched her retreating figure, hesitating for a long time. Just as she was about to enter the building, he opened the car door and walked toward Nyla.