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Chapter 396: Franklin's brow furrowed in confusion. "Why not?" Nyla had no desire to revisit the past or discuss the wounds she had endured during that time. She wrestled with her thoughts for a moment but remained silent. "Is there someone else who could lead this project?" she asked. "I have designated you as the main liaison for SKT Group in Ulares and as the regional vice president." Nyla knew that Franklin's decision was unchangeable. All she could do was nod in response. "I understand.

I'll accept the role." Nyla sat in her office, her thoughts tangled with Franklin's recent declarations. A profound sense of emptiness engulfed her. "Since you've committed, you should leave next week. Plan to spend about a year there. Naturally, if you finish the tasks earlier, you're welcome to return sooner. Successful completion will see you promoted to deputy general manager at headquarters." His words echoed in her mind. She dropped her head onto the desk, overwhelmed with frustration. A vivid memory from four years ago flooded her thoughts.

At that time, Hana had inhaled too much smoke and collapsed, while Stella, in a desperate state, sat on the ground, acting like a madwoman. Nyla's phone had been consumed by flames. Clinging to Hana, Nyla had surrendered herself to a grim fate. In the final moments before her consciousness faded, she caught a glimpse of a car. Candy and Bonnie had arrived just in time, pulling her from death's clutches. Unfortunately, Hana hadn't been rescued in time and could not be saved. Stella had died in the fire. Candy had found a body resembling Nyla's and left it amid the ashes.

With little time to catch her breath, Nyla was quickly sent abroad. That night, Maple Villa burned to the ground, claiming two lives within. What transpired afterward remained a mystery to Nyla; she only knew that she had escaped it all. Discover more on gαℓησvs․com Yet now, she was being compelled to return to that place of deep sadness. Over the years, she had delved into her father's case and even checked on Vicki's circumstances.

However, she had also learned that the Higgins family had grown increasingly powerful, with connections to the underworld, which led to her investigations being constantly obstructed. Candy had warned her to refine her skills before revisiting the issue, cautioning that otherwise, she might endure the same challenges as before. Nyla had agreed. Nevertheless, the prospect of returning filled her with mixed emotions. She remained unsettled until the workday concluded, and she drove back home. Upon entering, Nyla spotted her little darling seated on the floor, her gaze fixed on the door.

"Charlotte, what are you doing there? Were you waiting for Mommy?" Nyla picked her daughter up and planted a kiss on her cheek. Charlotte responded with a tender kiss of her own, whispering, "Waiting for Mommy." Nyla's heart warmed at these words. She carried Charlotte over to the couch, where she found Candy dozing off. . . .