Chapter 591

Chapter 591

Nyla glanced at Oliver with a mix of resignation and nodded. "Alright, you should head back now. You can still get a few hours of sleep before dawn." "Okay, stay safe. Call me if anything comes up," Oliver said.

After seeing him off, Nyla pulled out her suitcase and began packing. In less than half an hour, she was ready to leave.

The trip from Capitarnia to Saintornia would take over three hours.

Nyla hadn't slept all night and felt utterly exhausted, yet sleep refused to come. If it were up to her, she would never set foot in Saintornia again.

But for Mason, she had to go back.

Cyrus had just reached the entrance of the Sumner residence when Damon's men blocked his path.

"What's the meaning of this? Am I not even allowed into my own home?" Cyrus demanded.

A cold voice echoed from the group. "Of course you are, Cyrus. Welcome back."

At the sight of Damon, Cyrus' expression darkened, his fists clenching at his sides.

"Damon, I heard you've locked up Dad. Have you lost your mind?" Cyrus exclaimed.

Damon smirked, unfazed by Cyrus' glare. "What are you talking about? I'm just concerned for Dad. He's getting old and doesn't need to be burdened with my problems. I thought it'd be best for him to rest at home for a while. How does that sound like locking him up?" Cyrus ground his teeth, his voice cold. "I don't want your excuses. I want to see him."

"Fine," Damon replied, gesturing to the bodyguards to move aside.

regrets handing the Sumner Group over to

abroad because of Damon, keeping them from returning. Cyrus still harbored resentment, but he also knew his own skills couldn't match Damon's. As much as he hated to admit it,

can always ask

cold as he walked straight into the

he noticed two bodyguards stationed on either side.

doing was no different from

to see my father,"

medicine. You can go in

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Chapter 591

him.

Cyrus froze. "What medicine?!"

supplement he takes every day,"

given their father anything strange, he

open the

looking far older

turned completely white, and Cyrus' eyes

had wanted to return to see

toward his father, his

passed, perhaps with age, he had started reflecting on himself. He realized he had been neither a good son, nor a good father, and certainly not a good

en

too many people

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